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No…
No no no no no…
Brezziana…
Why?
How?
I looked around for Ruben. He was nowhere to be seen. Was I the only one left untouched by their light? I got up from the beam I stood on as I was about to teleport back. I closed my eyes and got ready to whisk myself away.
“Mihaly had believed in me. And I’m glad they had,” I heard Jack tell someone, “if it weren’t for that small nudge of motivation. I’m not sure if I would have believed in myself to save you.” I immediately opened my eyes. I had believed that he could… ‘he could save us. And he clearly can.’
I crouched down on the beam as I continued listening to their conversation. “Of course you're glazing them. You are so obvious!”
“Come on Brezz, this isn’t the time. It’s not that deep,”
“Your face says otherwise~ their words clearly live in your head rent free,” he let out a soft chuckle, “okay. Maybe their words have more of an impact on me.”
My words have an impact on him? “I’m sure it goes the other way too. My memory’s a bit foggy, but I remember them being incredibly upset after they failed to capture you last time. I’m guessing something had happened that would make them so upset,”
“Yeah… I had called us enemies, and I guess they were thinking about that.” There was a long pause before he continued, “but, if my words had that much of an impact. All I can hope is that they can do the right thing. Whatever that may be. I believe in them like how you all had in me. Even if they don’t know it…”
He believes in me…
I felt myself smile and was going to listen more before Ruben appeared next to me, “take us back, we’re clearly out numbered,”
“You’re okay?”
“Obviously I am! Take us back now before they catch us!” I nodded and did just that. Forcing a flow bubble around us as we appeared on Night Swan’s ship.
Upon arrival, Ruben punched the ground as the lights flickered around us, “we lost… and to that purple horned idiot of all people!”
“Ruben, isn’t he your friend?”
“Friend?! He had run away from me when… when we were…” He held his head as he closed his eyes. His eyes glowed bright before he opened them once more, “he ran away from me with my best friend when I was getting attacked. If it weren’t for her majesty, I would have died,”
“But who was attacking you?” He gave me a mean look before walking away, “stop asking so many questions!”
I let out a sigh. I would have to break the news to Night Swan myself…
I started walking over to her throne room. I could practically feel everyone staring at me as I walked with my head down. How would she react? Would I be used to take out all her anger? Maybe I should run away to safety. But is there any place that is safe for me?
I took a deep breath before opening the doors to allow myself entrance. I bowed towards her before speaking up, “your highness. I have some bad news…”
“I am perfectly aware,” she told me, “it seems that they are getting more powerful.” I was confused and was going to ask questions before Sara walked next to me, “they have more power than we had imagined. We must complete our mission as soon as possible.” Night Swan called over a soldier as they handed her something, “we will arrive there soon. We must wait a while longer.”
Even with all my questions, one question still lingered on my mind, “your highness. If you do not mind me asking. Why did Brezziana seem so joyous after leaving-?“
“A temporary joy. None of it will last long. Leaving was a mistake that she will heavily regret later on,”
“But-“
“No more questions. I dismiss you both.” We both took our bows before leaving. Me being a bit more quick then Sara. “Something felt off,” I started once we existed, “why was my question dismissed so quickly?”
“Why would you ask such a stupid question to begin with?” Sara asked me, “Brezziana will come back crawling to us once she realizes how much she’ll miss out,”
“But why did she-“
“Stop asking so many annoying questions! No wonder even Jack got fed up with you!” And with that, she took her leave. Storming off as if she's an angry toddler with a limp. Guess she was injured on her failed mission.
I just rolled my eyes. I know Jack isn’t fed up with me. If he was, he would have told Brezziana just as much. But why are all my questions getting dismissed? Am I not supposed to ask any? Maybe I can go to Wanderlust. He usually experiences similar things to me. But he’s probably busy with training the new recruits.
I looked around me for something to do. Anything. What do I usually do when left with nothing?
…
To my office it is…
I let out a sigh before walking there. That was the only value I seemed to have in this place. Just an information gatherer. Not even my skills as a shaman were really acknowledged here outside of my ability to teleport and connection to Floworld.
Once I got in. I was hit with a sudden wave of upset. As if this is where I kept all my emotions.
None of this was right. What had Scotty done to me for me to hurt him that badly? He’s just a kid… What are we even trying to do? None of them have done anything besides go against Night Swan and fight back in self defense.
Why are we doing any of this?!
I thought about what Jack had said. I had believed in him. And he believes in me. Even with everything that has happened between us, he still believes that I can do the right thing.
I looked at the papers with their information on them. I took them and summoned a crystal inside the hardware that was keeping all of it. Dissolving it after making sure it was thoroughly damaged. I opened the window as I threw those papers out. No one else had as much information on them as me. This should stall everyone for a good while. I quickly looked around.
I took a deep breath in and closed my eyes. Deep breath in, and out. Music playing in my head as I tried to imagine happier times. I saw faint lights around me.
I opened my eyes to see myself in my apartment again. I gently brushed my hand against my kitchen counter. Dust sticking to it. How long had it been? I looked around before I saw some old pictures taped onto my walls.
I don’t remember putting those up… even with how bad my memory has been, I know I wasn’t the one who taped them there.
I went up to them to take a closer look. They were all pictures of me and my friends. “Why do I seem so different?” I asked myself. I looked nothing like I did in those pictures. But I looked so much happier. “Because this isn’t the real you.” I noticed a faint turquoise glow behind me as I turned around to face whoever it was.