The white space.
Or what the other divines say, Transcendence.
This space can be manipulated by will by its creator. Anything or anywhere can be created by a whim. Or so they say.
"Are you there Marco?" Said by a cute voice
"Yes mistress" He said, saluting his mistress by putting his hand to his left chest then bows.
"How goes the child I ordered you to send?" Said by the woman in the red dress
"Everything went perfectly in accordance to your will, Lady Aka" He said, going closer to pour tea at the tea cup on the black table.
The setting of the place changed after the events. The two chairs replaced by one large chair at the left, facing sideways, a round black wooden table filled with biscuits, a white tea cup and tea pot, and a lit fireplace a couple of inches from the table, with an iron fence to keep the fire. The red fan placed at the right side, next to the biscuits.
"So, the destined one finally reached safety" Aka said, lifting up the tea cup, gently blew it, and mildly took a sip and place it again at the plate holding it. She shifted her gaze towards her servant.
"You didn't forget to give the necklace to the boy I presume?" She asked.
"I placed it at the neck of the child, which will only be seen by mortal means at the age of 15"
"Excellent, continue to serve me well and I shall reward you handsomely"
"Yes, Mistress Aka" He bowed and left. He teleported again, white blocks indicating the slow disappearance of his mortal body.
"Marco" She thought to himself. After meeting the destined one not too long ago, she called him for a task. A task that only he can do, as failure means the end of the world and the success of the emperor.
"Thinking that a boy I adopted would look this handsome!" She thought to herself again. Orange hair. Orange eyes. A black Tuxedo, slacks and shoes. White gloves. A white long sleeve shirt. She sipped from her tea again. Keeping a composed look.
"How long has it been since I first saw him on the streets and raised him as my own?" She then looked at the ceiling, nothing but pure white. Only pure white was to be seen, except for the furniture and snacks that she summoned.
"I again fulfilled the promise for how many times, I hope this time, everything goes well."
>:T
"Evan!!!!" Someone called. A tall lady wearing simple clothing, what can only be seen a commoner always wear. A brown and black dress, with the brown covering the shoulders till the waist down while the black is seen at the chest and the sides of the dress. She also wears a white apron from her waist down and black boots. Her lustrous black hair falling at her shoulder, her well toned skin, along with her brown eyes and eye catching face, marked her as beautiful by commoners and nobles alike.
"Where are you Evan?" She called again. She has been roaming the forest for a couple of hours to pick berries and ingredients for dinner. With her was a boy no older than seven years old, wearing a small black tunic, brown shorts, and brown boots. The boy went ahead and the woman tried to follow to no success, as to why she is searching for him now.
"Hereeee!" a scream came from upfront.
"He must be at the mountain's edge again!" She said as she hurriedly gone towards the souce of the voice.
The ragged, steep ground that, if not careful, is able to make you trip, which she did trip, and fell, and stood up, and gone again to the source. A bit of small wounds forming up, but it didn't stop her. The warm breeze of the forest, the chirping noises of the birds in the bright sunlight, shoning down towards wherever where the leaves of the trees won't cover.
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The Advent Of The End
FantasyA boy, who is destined to control time, returns back into the past.... Once upon a time, five heroes defeated the malevolent emperor and ceased corruption and chaos throughout the land. At its final words, the end will come, and no one can stop it. ...
