Friday, September 26, 2014

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Why would they want that?’ said Emiliana.

I don’t know. It’s particularly strange when you consider how Melchor tried to get us to go with him peacefully at first. Really not sure what to make of these people.

Hmm. Maybe they really are trying to protect us in some way.

I highly doubt that.

She laid back on her bed and sighed. ‘So what should I do now?

You’re a prisoner. Not much to do other than wait. Try meditating, if you can manage it.


And entertain me. I’m super bored.

I don’t understand how you can be so calm about everything...

I could pretend to be freaking out, if you want.

...Please don’t.

I could tell you a nice story to help you relax.

At that suggestion, Emiliana begrudged a half-smile. ‘What kind of story?

What kind do you want? I know lots of stories.

Surprise me, then.

Alright. So I knew this girl once who was a total kleptomaniac. Stole stuff all the time. It was crazy. Anyway, she really liked it when I told her jokes, but I’d often have trouble explaining puns to her, because she always took things literally.

A beat passed. ‘Oh my god...

Good story, right?

I think I’ll start meditating now.

So cruel.

It was a fairly difficult transition to make, but Emiliana managed it after a while. She focused on clearing her head, mostly. Chergoa had previously explained that meditation was typically used in order to imagine the progression of one’s power, what one desired to achieve with it in the short term, but since Emiliana still wasn’t at all certain what that was, she was content with keeping it very general in her mind. At this point, all she knew was what she didn’t want to become.

That monster kept creeping back into her mind. Trying not to think about it only made the task impossible, and at length, she decided that she should just stop meditating.

When she opened her eyes, however, the black-scaled monster was standing before her.

She froze up. Without her mask, she couldn’t help feeling even more vulnerable this time.

It looked around the room, still deathly silent, and Emiliana decided to move away from the bed.

The monster’s red eyes followed her.

Slowly, she positioned herself closer to the vanity mirror, wanting to see if the monster had a reflection.

It didn’t.

She wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or not. It was fairly compelling evidence that the beast wasn’t genuinely there, which made it less dangerous, but that still didn’t tell her what the damn thing was or why she was seeing it.


  1. Careful not to skip the previous page, folks. I only put it up a little while ago.

    Also, votes over at Top Web Fiction would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading, as always.

  2. Black scales. Where have we seen that before....?
    Oh yeah. The Black Scourge, Gohvis. Who apparently has some kind of light-bending ability.

  3. I doubt is Gohvis. The idea that a top level servant like that just showing up every time emys trying to think about or use her powers a little fishy. Shes probs just insane(Either that or thats how her powers envisioned when she meditates like hectors little iron shapes or colts path)

  4. "Gohvis -- A member of Abolish. Seen working directly under Dozer. Described as a monstrous man with black scales instead of flesh.

    Doesn't that mean something?

  5. Hah, had to read her "story" twice before I got it.

  6. Ooh. That's cool. I didn't think of that.

  7. You must not be a very good thief.

  8. Wouldn't that be the opposite?

  9. does anyone else think this would be a great manga or comic?

  10. It make a great animated series if you had the right animator

  11. Not for kids that's for sure.

  12. So Hector and Gohvis's time encounter each other will be sooner then expected.

  13. Comic or (really good) live-action. It reminds me a bit of Demon Hunter Kain in tone, I always imagine it with that kind of artstyle.

  14. all the gore. Speak about gore, do you remember Gantz? That story got heck of gore.

  15. Vincent Atd[perspherspley]April 26, 2015 at 8:08 PM

    It's a manga, it's easy to see it than imagining this.