"Hehe, well, I guess your savior is dead," Chaoticium makes his sword vanish. Proto grabs hold of Sentiene's arm and pulls her until they're running away together. Given her sprained ankle, Sentiene performs the best run she can muster. Just as they near a turn, Chaoticium shouts, "wait! I can heal your ankle!"
Suddenly, Sentiene stops. "Sent," Proto says, "no!"
"That's right, Sentiene," Chaoticum says, "come to your King and I will make you like a god." Sentiene pauses in contemplation while Proto watches with a torn heart.
"Sent?" Proto says.
"Go without me, Proto," Sentiene walks towards Chaoticium.
"By my beard, where you go, I will follow."
"You don't seem to want Chaoticium, but I trust him."
"You're right, but my statement still stands. I love you, Sent."
Sentiene smiles, "I love you, too." Just as her words of warmth escape her, Chaoticium strikes her with lightning from his staff.
"No!" Proto almost leaps off the ground reaching for Sentiene. Like water entering a new stream, Proto shares in the torment when he touches her shoulder. The couple falls to their knees when Chaoticium stops the lightning. Like liquid in space, a small amount of chaotic essence bleeds out of Chaoticium's nose and floats away.
"You're majesty," Proto says with his head bowed.
Laughing maliciously, Chaoticium taps his staff on the ground, "I am the King-Titan, you are now my slaves, once again." The couple sits in silence. "So, let's return home." By teleportation, Chaoticium takes Proto and Sentiene back to the Titan castle.
In the throne room, the Titan await the return of Proto and Sentiene. An atmosphere of silence befalls all of the Titan as they see the brainwashed couple walk down the aisle.
Later, as Proto and Sentiene walk down a familiar hallway, an empty wall rests where a beautiful door once stood. The couple looks at the wall as if they recognize that something's missing. No vineyard. No beautiful rainbows. No majestic clouds. No seemingly endless maze. No warmth beside the fire of candles and torches. Nothing as pure as grass.
"They're lost," a man in a gold cloak sits on a glass chandelier, "where's the silver lining or the happy ending?"
"You are, Imagine," Avi'ad puts his hand on Mr. Imagine's shoulder, "and, in time, there will be."
"What's our next move, then?" A man in a white cloak says, laying on the ceiling.
Looking towards the ceiling, Avi'ad chuckles and smiles, "we will search for others." Looking back down, Mr. Imagine has disappeared. Then, when Avi'ad looks back at the ceiling, the man in the white cloak has disappeared.
By now, Earth has healed from colliding with Flower. Through teleportation, Chaoticium brings Proto and Sentiene to Earth, making them live there. Adopting similar attributes to Flower, Earth is now the most habitable planet for humans, allowing them to breathe fresh air and watch the vegetation sway in the wind.
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Reality (Issue 1): In the Beginning
FantastikI believe every story starts with a question. The first book of my fantasy series is no exception. My question is this-how was the universe made? Well, certainly not like this... ---------------------------------------------------- *Disclaimer* This...