The Heir Of Dreams And Curses

Where we start figuring a few things out

I was starting to feel confident I could get rid of the curse. It was no match for my stubborness --- I always thought that if there was a way to find something I needed to do, I'd find it.

I also wanted to tell the truth to my friends. I owed it to them.

"There's something I want you to do," Edgar told me one day. "I've been thinking about it for a while. You can't possibly be that powerful, but..."

I arched an eyebrow. "I fixed your powers," I reminded him.

"Yes, but..." he sighed, nervously. "Okay, here goes nothing. Since you have all that power, you could try fixing what went wrong with the Aether and with the sky in this realm."

"But we don't even know what it is," I protested.

"That's why it was a stupid idea," he replied.

"No, no, let me try."

I meditated for quite a long time. When I felt ready for the spell, I tried a fixing spell.

It was easy.

It shouldn't have been so easy. Even with Set's curse, it still shouldn't have.

But once I was done, the sky returned to what apparently was its original colour, shimmering rainbow hues.

"You did it!" a voice behind us said. I was starting to feel really tired, and near the point of fainting, but I could still recognize the voice belonged to Nia.

And she didn't sound too surprised. I realized that she knew what was wrong with me, and I felt panic-striken.

"Do you know why it was so easy?" she asked, slyly.

I couldn't figure out whether she was talking to Edgar or me, so I started feeling very nervous.

"... No?" I feigned ignorance.

"Because," she said. "It's easier to fix something you have broken yourself."

"You can't possibly mean..." I said.

"I can recognize a healing spell when I see one. You... healed something you've broken."

I laughed nervously. "You don't believe her, Edgar, do you? I couldn't have done that."

"Well," Edgar said. "You changed the sky back to its original colour. I don't understand why you couldn't have been able to make it red in the first place."

"Alright, but if I really did it, I didn't do it on purpose!" I replied, offended.

"Why do you look guilty all of a sudden?" Edgar asked.

"Relax, nobody is saying you did it on purpose," Nia said. "Even though it is said a Hierophant on a dark path can change the course of natural events."

I did not think it was the right time to tell the truth to Edgar, not in front of the knight who could as well execute her Prince for being defective.

"I hope it hasn't come to that," I laughed.

Nia took the bait, and looked deep in thought. "Well, magic comes easy to hybrids when they're angry, or upset. You... unleashed a wave of black magic. You caused a blackout in Brighton, because your power is the one of the darkness."

I opened my eyes wide. "Just like back in the human realm," I said. "When I was upset, I would turn off the lights unconsciously."

"It's the very same thing, but amplified," Nia replied. "And since the realms are connected, it backfired. Our sky is rainbow because it's made of the colours of auras and magic. But, until a few minutes ago... it was red, like the Summer family!"