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EA-LEC: Encouragement (A Psyche and Tiny Collab)
Fenrir gave an unsure with his eye before he made his way down the stairs to the ground floor of the Heroes’ Hideout. He was looking at a card. It was the same business card, Edana gave him.
Even then, that meeting with Edana, Fenrir had been thinking non-stop about his future. He would either become a professional singer or he would join the angels in saving the world. Never in his years, he would had expected to make such a large choice.
“Hey, Fenrir!”
The wolf’s eye widened before turning to see Spot rushing over while waving at him with a big grin on his face. Fenrir returned the smile, happy to see him.
“There, you are! I got worried about you! You had been cooped up in your room all morning!” Spot said.
“Yeah, I was thinking.” Fenrir said, looking to the side.
Spot tilted his head. “About accepting Edana’s offer?”
“Yeah…” Fenrir said, holding up the card for Spot to see.
The Dalmatian raised an ey
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Literature
EA-LEC: Reunion (Collab between Psyche and Tiny)
It was actually quite rare for Ashley to leave the eternally-dark continent of Necropolis. Despite it seemed unhealthy for a human to live there, he had gotten used to it. He kinda had to though as he did had a best friend who would literally die if sunlight hit him.
However, there was still a couple of cases where he would leave his home on Elarthe. Particularly to buy a new book about magic. Recently, he had heard about this recent book about a certain type of magic in Belcazzar City and he just had to go out to buy it.
When he rode out of Necropolis, he was forced to deal with the blinding light of the sun. Just for how long since he had actually let the sun touched his skin? It was a good thing he had a hood to cover him from the sun.
Thankfully, it wasn’t that warm so he could easily go over to the shop that had the magic book. The book was quite expensive but thanks to the diamonds given by his student’s guardian, it was more than enough to buy.
After purchasing his p
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Literature
For EA-LEC: Kani
NAME: Kani
GENDER: Female
AGE: 13
HEIGHT: 155 cm (5’1”)
WEIGHT: 42 kg (92.59 lbs)
SPECIES: Human (or relatively close to it)
OCCUPATION: Audiomancer
LIKES: Noise in general, getting things her way
DISLIKES: People who think they can one-up her in music, not getting thing her way
HOBBIES: Music and absolutely anything related to it, bugging her friends, watching movies
APPEARANCE: Kani’s hair is wild and thick, but it is in fact surprisingly well-groomed. It is a violet pale enough to be considered pink, and there are streaks of much stronger violet going through. They may seem like highlights, but she was pretty much born this way. The hair parts into two at her nape and goes right down to her elbows. Her skin is, in contrast to all her companions thus far, like dark brown autumn leaves. Bright golden eyes stand out on her face.
    Her standard battle attire consists of a short-sleeved tank top, which is a dark magenta with a design of golden intertwin
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Literature
For EA-LEC: Doreen
NAME: Doreen
GENDER: Female
AGE: 15
HEIGHT: 170 cm (5’7”)
WEIGHT: 45 kg (99.21 lbs.)
SPECIES: Human (or relatively close to it)
OCCUPATION: Pathomancer
LIKES: Nature, new knowledge
DISLIKES: Being reminded of her past and what she did to fix that past
HOBBIES: Fencing, music, hunting, ritualistic activities
APPEARANCE: Doreen’s hair is forest green, and is long enough to reach the spot right behind her knees. She has icy blue eyes, which only seem icier by her lack of expression. Upon her forehead is a large third eye, which is usually gray and glows when she uses certain powers. That eye seems to have a mind of its own… Doreen refers to them as Zenon. Her skin is extremely pale. Over her limbs are a series of markings—the arms have crisscross patterns while the legs make it seem as if she is wearing several chains of anklets. On the backs of both her hands are markings that resemble Celtic triangle knots. All these markings glow in different colors accord
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Literature
For EA-LEC: Ishan
NAME: Ishan
GENDER: Male
AGE: 14
HEIGHT: 164 cm (5’5”)
WEIGHT: 45 kg (99.2 lbs.)
SPECIES: Human (or relatively close to it)
OCCUPATION: Regomancer
LIKES: Organizing things, being recognized as worthy
DISLIKES: Having his concentration bothered, being underestimated
HOBBIES: Target practice, watching clouds, ball sports, board games
APPEARANCE: His hair is jet black, slightly slicked forward, and a tad longer and thicker than that of an average boy (although the hair never goes past the bottom of his neck). He has spiky-edged bangs that happen to be uneven in length, as they extend to partially cover his right eye. It doesn’t really bother him, though. His eyes are a light amethyst violet. His skin is extremely pale, but it is not purely white. While it could be unnatural, it does add to his looks and makes him rather charming. It’s worth noting that he is not a vampire.
    His standard battle attire consists of a long-sleeved blue robe with golde
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Train to Dimimeni: a Character Replacement Fic
Peering out with empty eyes at the road, an animatronic construction worker waved its baton up and down, guiding yet-to-come vehicles through the tollgate beside Jort Lake. Right behind it stood tall an inflatable sign, reading: PREVENTIVE MEASURES BEING TAKEN. GO SLOWLY!
The oncoming pickup truck ignored the sign and sped forward through the tollgate.
As soon as it passed by, it was forced to skid to a halt--a man clad almost entirely in white, complete with a hood and a sanitary mask stepped in front of the truck with both hands up and a baton in between, a clear indicator for the hurried vehicle to stop. Another man beside him, carrying a black hose, walked around to the side of the truck and began spraying. For a few seconds, the truck was still, while the man with the hose circled around the truck until every single part of it had been tended to. The man with the baton finally stepped back off to the side and waved his hands, motioning for the truck to go forwar
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Will-o'-the-Wisp and Bloody Mary (Willow and Mary) by PsychedAngsty Will-o'-the-Wisp and Bloody Mary (Willow and Mary) :iconpsychedangsty:PsychedAngsty 1 0 Crimson Rose Cafe FC - Bloody Mary by PsychedAngsty Crimson Rose Cafe FC - Bloody Mary :iconpsychedangsty:PsychedAngsty 3 8 Otherside Audition: Page 25 by PsychedAngsty Otherside Audition: Page 25 :iconpsychedangsty:PsychedAngsty 0 5 Otherside Audition: Page 24 by PsychedAngsty Otherside Audition: Page 24 :iconpsychedangsty:PsychedAngsty 0 1 Otherside Audition: Page 23 by PsychedAngsty Otherside Audition: Page 23 :iconpsychedangsty:PsychedAngsty 1 1 Otherside Audition: Page 22 by PsychedAngsty Otherside Audition: Page 22 :iconpsychedangsty:PsychedAngsty 3 1 Otherside Audition: Page 21 by PsychedAngsty Otherside Audition: Page 21 :iconpsychedangsty:PsychedAngsty 1 1 Otherside Audition: Page 20 by PsychedAngsty Otherside Audition: Page 20 :iconpsychedangsty:PsychedAngsty 2 1 Otherside Audition: Page 19 by PsychedAngsty Otherside Audition: Page 19 :iconpsychedangsty:PsychedAngsty 1 2

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~Important Announcement~
Good afternoon, chefs! After much deliberation, the judges of Chop to the Top OCT have come to a difficult decision…
No, we’re not cancelling the OCT. You can sigh with relief now.
However, we have decided that CTTT OCT is a different kind of OCT, with a decidedly non-fight-to-the-death lore and a decidedly delicious premise. Therefore, we are no longer seeking to do a single elimination style tournament like most OCTs. As of now Chop to the Top will be a free-for-all tournament with a point system style of grading. instead of pairing you against one person, you will be free to pursue the ingredients and include who you want to build your vision of Tantaba and the contest.
“What if I WANT to include other OCs?” That’s great! In fact, we will offer points for you using other characters. Now you can't spam cameos and rack up a ton of points (we’re not falling for that), but if you legitimately use other OCs in your story, it will reflect
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Got tagged by :iconishkar-destroth:, so let's do this!

Rules:
1. You have to post all rules.
2. Each person has to share 13 things about themselves.
3. Answer all 13 questions asked and invent 13 questions the people you tag will have to answer.
4. Tag 13 people if you can.
5. Tag backs are allowed.
6. YOU MUST MAKE A JOURNAL ENTRY.


My Questions:
1. How did you come to find out about Deviant Art?
 I'd found about this after an error that had caused Fanfiction.net to shut down or be on maintenance (I forget which one it was) temporarily, so I frantically searched for other means. Then I came across here.
2. What is your earliest childhood memory? Okay, this is an embarrassing story, buckle up. There was this trip to Saipan my family took when I was three. (I was aware that we were in Saipan and that I was three, by the way.) While I don't remember most of it, I do remember one of the nights we spent there. So we were in the room and sleeping, and I was snuggling next to my mom, but I felt super uncomfortable. So I rolled off to the side, and ended up falling off the bed on my face. Most of me was fine, but my lips got busted pretty badly from it (I mean, the floor was made of marble, people). So I started crying and my parents woke up and my mom immediately took me to the bathroom and started washing the blood off my lips. Now, here's the thing. I remember what it felt like, and it felt like I had triangular teeth instead of lips now. So while I was wailing and my mom was washing my mouth I kept asking my parents if I was transforming into a dragon now. :iconlaughsplz: Man, I was stupid.
3. What do you like to learn about? ((Scientific stuffs, the ancient world of history, cars, sports, bugs, the stars above our heads, etc (you get the idea)) I like to learn about the world before now and the worlds that others have created.
4. Do you want to travel the world, and if so, where is the first place you'd go and why? I'd love to! But I don't know where to start… ^^; Probably Switzerland, though, it was so beautiful!
5. What are your other hobbies outside of being an artist? Let's see… if by art, you are including writing, then I suppose my other hobbies would be voice acting and singing.
6.  What were some of the strangest things you ate as a child? (Crayons, glue, pennies, dirt, etc.) According to my parents, I 
7. What is the longest you have gone without sleep? Five nights in a row. No, seriously. And I was not working the graveyard shift in a security office in a demented family diner.
8. Describe something that has happened to you that has had no explanation. (Things that disappear or reappear later, losing time, etc) I remember "predicting the future" multiple times. It still happens sometimes, and it's just really uncanny.
9.  Given the power to change the world, what is the first thing you would change about it? That's a very tough question… take nonconsensual sex out of the picture, I suppose.
10. What are your aspirations? Being an anime or cartoon director AND screenwriter, while maybe helping out with game design on the side. If we're talking about a larger range of aspirations, then I'd like to travel through stories with my friends and have all of us live forever at this age (I know, that last one is really selfish.)
11. How would you describe true love? True love is when all those involved will stick together no matter what.
12. Is there a certain skill that you would like to learn? The skill of treating myself kindly. I really can't do it.
13. If you had to describe yourself in 3 words, what would they be? Loyal, ambitious, temperamental.

Time to Tag 13 People!
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All Those Tagged, Answer These Questions!
1. How did you start being an "artist", however you would define that?
2. Remember when we first met? :D
3. What is/are the piece(s) you are proudest of on DA?
4. Define home. No, don't use a dictionary.
5. What is/are your favorite song(s) or soundtrack(s)?
6. Do you have any favorite YouTubers? Name them!
7. Favorite game(s)?
8. Do you have any hobbies that don't involve creative endeavors?
9. In your eyes, what criteria must a good friend fulfill?
10. What inspires your creative endeavors the most?
11. Tell me what you like about me and/or what you dislike about me. I only ask because I really want to improve myself as a person. You don't have to answer this question.
12. Describe life in one noun or adjective.
13. When was the last time you felt over-the-top happy? Tell me about it!
  • Listening to: Rise Up in Festive Song
  • Watching: Crash Course US History
So :iconslaughtercounty: had some questions. Oh, boy, here we go…

1. What's your HOBBY?
Fanfiction writing, screenwriting, drawing, daydreaming, rebelling against my parents, talking shit about society.

2. How tall are you?
156 cm (5'1"). YES, I AM A MIDGET.

3. What's your favorite feature about yourself?
My imagination.

4. Who's the first deviant you think of?????
I can't answer this one because TOO MANY SPRUNG TO MIND SIMULTANEOUSLY :iconomgnoesplz:

5. What's your fave food?
Noodles? Strawberries? Positivity? Eh, can't choose.

6. Your most memorable day?
My most memorable day is not my most pleasant day. I remember how in 8th grade, I was just trying to talk to one of my besties, since she would be leaving the school either that year or the next--it was undecided, but we all knew she didn't have much time left. She was sitting with a bunch of other girls (like an entire fucking table row of them), and because I decided I wanted some quality time alone with her over the coming break. I walked up to that table in the cafeteria, and I asked if she could talk to me in private. Just as she was about to stand up, another girl shoved me away, saying that my bestie didn't need to hang around losers like me (my bestie was the popular girl). I was used to the insults. I calmly answered that whether or not she wants to stick around me is her choice. I tried talking to her again… but yet another girl yelled at me that I'm manipulating her or some really stupid crap (I don't remember exactly what that bitch said, just know it was stupid), and to this my bestie had snapped it wasn't nice of her to say so. Not that anybody listened. Other girls stood up and began to chime that I didn't deserve to hang around her. Growing angrier, I just asked why I was even unworthy anyway. Then one of the smarter girls at the table (not to mention the most notorious one in school for her cruelty) said, "[Bestie's name] is trying to grow up to be a world leader. She doesn't need some idi-ass (our school slang for dumbass) writer to drag her down." Now that statement was filled with so many lies--I knew the bitch herself was an avid fan of Harry Potter and The Kane Chronicles, and my bestie (who was looking very uneasy and on the verge of flipping the table) always told me she envied my creativity (not that I thought it was worth much, but eh, what she sees is what she sees). But no one needed the truth here--they just needed an excuse to drive me away. Several insults were thrown my way, of varying subjects: "Nobody needs you!" "Fanfiction? More like failures!" "The film industry won't even look at you!" "Do you kiss characters in your sleep? Gross!" "You're worse than a gay!" (Where the fuck had that one even come from?! That's just completely unacceptable!) "You can do the whole world a favor just from killing yourself." "I bet [bestie's name] wishes inside you'd just fuck yourself in half!" (Okay, RUDE.) Needless to say, I didn't stick around long. I just ran out of the cafeteria with a snarl on my face, careful not to let myself cry while there were students still around in the hallways and all those open spaces. I could hear my bestie calling after me, but I didn't go back. I just starved myself that day, and attempted to keep going like that into the next day (though my bestie kind of forced food into my mouth later that afternoon in academy, so that didn't work). My only solace to this memory is that almost a year later, I finally got to hang out with my bestie over the vacation… and she'd made the choice to visit just me before flying away.

7. Fave YouTuber?
Gee, I don't know… Markiplier? Thomas Sanders? NateWantsToBattle?

8. Crush?
None. Sorry to disappoint you there.

9. What do u usually think of on the first snow?
'I remember when snow used to mean festivities and not hindrance… when I had the time to go out and play… but now the snow gives excuses for parents to coop their kids in their rooms so that they'd study only.'

10. Username you like best?
Uh… way too many epic usernames everywhere…

11. Fave song atm?
Gibberish by MAX.

12. What do u wish you were doing RIGHT NOW?
Bashing in the heads of some nightmares.

I'll just tag any good friendos popping to mind.
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  • Listening to: Cheap Thrills by Sia ft. Sean Paul
  • Reading: My friends' RP log which apparently had my OCs in
  • Watching: Pokémon Sun & Moon parodies
Lusamine from Pokemon Sun/Moon
I'm not even gonna mention how long this one took…

Don't think that I did this by memory. I had to look at the actual stock art for our one and only Aether President as I did this. I know I screwed up some details, but I guess this was worth a try.
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Fenrir gave an unsure with his eye before he made his way down the stairs to the ground floor of the Heroes’ Hideout. He was looking at a card. It was the same business card, Edana gave him.

Even then, that meeting with Edana, Fenrir had been thinking non-stop about his future. He would either become a professional singer or he would join the angels in saving the world. Never in his years, he would had expected to make such a large choice.

“Hey, Fenrir!”

The wolf’s eye widened before turning to see Spot rushing over while waving at him with a big grin on his face. Fenrir returned the smile, happy to see him.

“There, you are! I got worried about you! You had been cooped up in your room all morning!” Spot said.

“Yeah, I was thinking.” Fenrir said, looking to the side.

Spot tilted his head. “About accepting Edana’s offer?”

“Yeah…” Fenrir said, holding up the card for Spot to see.

The Dalmatian raised an eyebrow as he crossed his arms. “Yeah, I don’t see what the big deal is. Sure, this would be a big change but it is a GOOD big change.”

Fenrir paused for a moment. After all of this time, Spot still didn’t knew about the full reason why Fenrir was training to be in the war. Mainly because he knew that the Dalmatian hated violence and would had be against Fenrir’s decision to join the war. But he was going to find out sooner or later and now was a great time to tell him.

“Hey, Spot, remember I said something else to do when asked to become a singer?” Fenrir asked.

“Uh-huh.” The purple-clad man nodded.

Fenrir then gave a deep breath before speaking.

“Well, that important something was joining the war.”

Spot’s eyes bugged out to the fullest as his pupils shrank to the size of peas.

“What!?” He exclaimed.

“Yes, I don’t know if there is a war would break out here but I want to help them.” Fenrir said. “After all, it IS my fault.”

“But… But…” Spot sputtered. “This is a war!”

“That I caused.” Fenrir pointed before looking down.

“But… You are just a pit-fighter! You can’t fight in a war!” Spot insisted.

“I know that. Why do you think that I had been learning KI from Wild Fox?” Fenrir asked.

Spot’s pupils shrank again. “W-What!? Then… Then, how long had you been hiding this from me!?”

Fenrir winced before looking down. “Ever since I had found out that the war had been taken to Elarthe. Where I could help.”

“B-But Fenrir… This isn’t just pit-fighters! These are demons! Powerful demons who could kill angels!” Spot pointed out.

“I know that but…” The wolf started.

“But what!?” Spot said, starting to get annoyed. “So just because the person who had thought had blocked a slash from a serial killer means you could do it too? You haven’t even used KI and yet you think you are going to use it against an army?”

Fenrir jumped at this before stepping away, shocked by Spot’s sudden outburst.

“H-Hey, Spot. It’s not like that…” Fenrir insisted “I am thinking of going to the angels and have THEM continue my training.”

“Then what?” The Dalmatian challenged. “They are still recovering! Do you really think they could help you train against a demon attack!?”

“I…” Fenrir started.

“This is absurd! Do you even remember the last time you had tried to fight a demon on your own?” Spot snapped.

Fenrir winced before looking down. “That’s… That’s…”

“Even after what had happened because of that, you STILL want to fight more!?” Spot snapped. “Do you even realized that losing the eye could had been the LEAST of your injuries!?”

“I know that but…” Fenrir started.

“But what?” Spot exclaimed. “You have your full life ahead of you! You have Remus, your only living relative! You have Misty, your girlfriend aka a girl that you had been wanted to get with ever since you first met her! And you have me! One of the two people from your homeworld! And now you want to leave us all!?”

Fenrir winced again before he started to speak. “I… I…”

By this time, Fenrir and Spot’s argument had caught the attention of one particular patron as they curiously peeked from the door leading into the main area. They couldn’t hear exactly what the two were saying but they knew that it was no good.

“And this is well before you have a chance at the big time! And you want to blow it all in a war where you would definitely be killed!?” Spot roared.

Fenrir winced. “But… But… I had ruined so many lives!”

“Fenrir, joining the war won’t do anything but lose your life! You would probably die during the very first attack!” Spot exclaimed. “But here, you have a chance to turn things around and yet you are acting exactly like Lupin!”

Fenrir’s good pupil shrank when he heard this accusation.

“Just like him, you have potential to have this great life and yet you want to throw it away!” Spot scolded.

“N-No! It isn’t like that…” Fenrir insisted.

“Perhaps. I mean yeah, your goals are far more noble than Lupin’s.” Spot said, crossing his arms. “But here is the thing: Lupin killing you and Remus will nothing but pain for everyone, including himself. Just like you. I am sorry but you are NOT going to survive the war. You will cause nothing but pain.”

Fenrir winced before he looked down. “I… I…”

Spot then gave in a deep sigh before taking Fenrir’s hand which held the card.

“Look, if you want to make it up to Priscilla and the angels, fine, but don’t do so at the expense of your life!” He pleaded. “I am sure that not even they would want that…”

“Even though one of them had tried to kill me…” Fenrir muttered.

“Even still, I am sure that it will all work out!” Spot said before giving a pleading look. “So please… Don’t go… I don’t want to see you hurt… Please, do it for us.”

Fenrir looked at Spot’s eyes for a moment. However, he then looked away.

“I… I… I can’t…” The wolf said.

Spot looked shocked when he heard this. But after a moment, he narrowed his eyes.

“Fenrir, I know that you messed up big time but you have a whole life ahead of you…” Spot said. “And yet you are so desperate to die a “hero’s” death, leaving Remus without a brother… I… I honestly have nothing to say to you…”

With that, Spot had turned tail and stormed off. Fenrir weakly held out his hand and tried to call out for him but nothing came out of his mouth. He merely watched Spot storm out into the main area.

Fenrir watched absolutely thunderstruck. He had expected Spot to help him with his life choice but instead, the blackjack dealer had actually made things worse but making him feel bad about joining the angels by saying that he would be absolutely useless and even compare him to Lupin, of all people.

On the other hand, even if he wanted to do, he just couldn’t just walk away. If he just did nothing to try to help out, he would feel like he would had been running away from his problems and not even wanting to face Priscilla and the angels.

He then slowly sank down against the wall and buried his face in his knees.

“What’s wrong with me?” He muttered. “Why is every good deed I am trying to do, blowing up in my space?”

“A miserable state you are in, I see.”

Fenrir’s good eye widened before he looked up and turned his head to see a green-haired teenaged girl staring down at him with a stoic look on her face. He was immediately struck with horror.

“Oh no… Please don’t tell me you heard everything!” Fenrir said in disbelief.

The girl looked down at him for a while, apathetic face unchanging, before she raised a hand to take some strands of her hair away from her face. Her third eye slowly opened as she did so, rolling about lazily until its gaze landed on Fenrir. The gray eye widened a fraction, and stared down at the wolf with a focused glare, almost as if it had a mind of its own.

“Most of it, I believe I have heard not,” she stated, bluntly.

At first, Fenrir was creeped out by the third one but whether the girl had heard the conversation or not was his main concern.

“Oh, thank goodness…” He said, sighing in relief. “Regardless, I am sorry you had to witness that.”

“What do you apologize for?” the girl asked. “People must always cause or witness happenings as they come and go. This, merely, is another happening.”

Fenrir blinked his good eye at this response. “E-Even still, it is not a happening that we should get other people involved…”

The girl sat down next to him on the floor, her cloak and hair providing somewhat of a cushion for her. “Unless the other wishes to be involved. Choices made, one cannot prevent.”

Fenrir paused when he heard the part about choices. He then sighed before looking away. “Tell me about it.”

The girl stared at the wolf, looking him up and down. “You are troubled.”

“You could say that…” Fenrir said, scratching the side of his head.

“For what reason?”

Fenrir paused before looking at the girl. While she doesn’t seem friendly, she doesn’t seem mean in the slightest.

“Um, okay? But I am afraid I can’t explain the whole thing in detail.” The scarred man explained.

The girl nodded. “Disclose to me only what you will, sir… hnnn…”

“Fenrir.” The wolf introduced. “And you?”

“Doreen,” she said, giving a single nod. “Proceed.”

Fenrir nodded his head with a deep breath.

“Well, something really big happened. And I mean really big… It resulted in a large group to confront it. However, said incident had involved ME and a similar incident had appeared before. But the past incident had ended up badly so I tried to do it on my own and try to keep any of my friends from getting hurt. But it turned out horribly. In fact, it turned out FIVE times worst. One of the friends I wanted to protect took the brunt of it and is seriously furious with me. That was without a doubt the worst day of my life.”

He then gave a deep sigh.

“But… Then, I had found out a way on how to make it up to my friend. However, said way is dangerous and I may be risking my life. At first, I was willing to accept the consequences but then I had given a break. A chance to be in professional singing. It was a big shot. I was going to refuse said offer. But then I spoke with it with my Dalmatian friend and as you could guess, it turned out horribly. He yelled at me that I would be killed easily and that I would be giving behind all of my friends, just to die a hero’s death. I know that his anger came more out of concern for me but his words… Still hurt me. But I can’t just leave my current situation unfinished. I may never live with myself if I do. But is it really worth possibly risking my life and accomplishing nothing…”

He then let out another sigh.

“A wise man once told me that life wasn’t easy and I sure as hell knew that lesson early on…” Fenrir said before holding his face. “But to think… I would have to go through a decision like this…”

Doreen seemed contemplative for a while. “Hm… Tell me. Which choice appeals to you more?”

“But that’s just the thing!” Fenrir said, looking towards Doreen, completely ignoring her more-than-calm response. “I feel that no matter what I am doing, I am going to hurt somebody. If I try to fix my mistake, I may get killed and hurt the very few people who ISN’T mad at me but if I sing, I don’t think I may live it down. The person I hurt… Really helped me and I did this to her… I… I don’t want to hurt anyone anymore…”

“Tell me. Which choice appeals to you more?” The girl’s expression remained stoic.

Fenrir sat at Doreen, looking absolutely stunned when the green-haired girl had said that. It was then he had realized her conviction. He then looked down.

“I… All my life I had wanted to live like a normal person. Grow up with parents. But instead I had spent most of my childhood still fighting trying to support me AND my kid brother. That is all I do to get money. Fight.” Fenrir explained. “...I never realized that I could live a life that ISN’T full of violence. And then I thought about what will happen if I got this chance of stardom BEFORE all of this happened. I would had said yes… It would be nice for a change to actually earn money without beating some guy to a pulp.”

He then sighed.

“But it doesn’t matter what I want. Because I clearly don’t deserve to choose on how I really want to do.” He muttered.

Doreen nodded. “Your want matters not in the world.” She tilted her head to the side, looking slightly thoughtful. “Then again, when do the wants of anyone matter?”

Fenrir looked at Doreen with a confused look on his face. “What kind of question is THAT?”

The girl blinked slowly, and so did her third eye. “Nobody’s desires matter in the end. Why? Because despite not being deserving of any choices, we have to right to make choices, and that is what people will continue to do. So tell me. Thinking nothing of what you deserve, but thinking only of your right to choose…” Doreen did a side glance at Fenrir, a daring glint entering all three eyes. “Which choice appeals to you most?”

Fenrir paused while still looking at Doreen. “I… Just want a normal life for once… I don’t want to leave my friends… I want to raise my brother… I want to take my relationship with my girlfriend even… I just don’t have to lose another friend…”

“Then make your choice.” It was then that Doreen chose to turn to Fenrir, locking eyes with him. “Make the choice that will take you closer to your wants.”

Fenrir paused. “It is not that I don’t WANT to… But it is really not that easy… I kinda wish I could explain it better...”

Doreen shook her head. “All choices seem difficult to make. While heading for the path you desire may be difficult, making the choice to start going there never is.” Shadows crossed her face. “I know that firsthand,” she muttered, grimly.

Fenrir nodded while returning the grim expression. “Yeah… Hey, can I ask you something?”

Doreen raised a single eyebrow.

Fenrir took this as an invitation to continue. “Why do you want to help me?”

Doreen seemed to actually think on this question. “Well…” she began hesitantly, looking as if she was trying to come up with a valid excuse, but let out a sigh. “Frankly, I am bored and would like something to do.” Her tone betrayed the fact that she had an actual reason behind her intentions, but there was no lie riding on her words.

Fenrir raised an eyebrow, catching on to Doreen but chose to ignore this. In fact, he even chuckled. “Then, you have an unique way of passing the time.”

“I hear that often.” Doreen allowed herself a very small smile. While her true eyes were staring at the wolf’s face, her third eye had rolled to focus on what was in his hands. A few seconds later, the girl gave a small jolt, before her own gaze followed suit. “What do you hold there, Fenrir?”

“Oh, this.” Fenrir said, just now remembering the card. “It is the businesscard a manager gave me. Should I accept to take up professional singing, I would call her.”

Doreen bit her lip, seeming unsure of what to say. The rest of her features remained relaxed, though. “Is this the choice that you believe would give you what you desire?”

Fenrir slowly nodded his head. “I don’t know if you were here for it but a while back, we had this talent show where I had decided to sing, to express my love for my girlfriend. I literally can’t remember when I had gotten that much of a positive reaction… That and there is something one of the waiters told me. His name is Al. You know him?”

Doreen shook her head once. “I was not present at the show, nor have I ever heard of this Al. Is there anything that I must be aware of regarding those two?” Her gaze grew wary.

“Well, at first, I had taken up singing because I wanted to impress women. Believe it or not, I was a real womanising jerk who thought I could do anything.” Fenrir explained. “But singing is the one thing I am extremely nervous about, no matter how much positive reception I had gotten from my brother and… My best friend. So when I had took part in the show and everyone loved me, I was absolutely elated.”

Doreen allow herself to smile again, with a wider grin this time. “It seems the singing has gotten you through, despite all. I do hope I may soon hear you sing myself.”

“And there is also what Al said.” Fenrir said. “If you have a dream… You shouldn’t let negative emotions ruin it.”

Doreen fell silent at that, smile slowly fading.

Fenrir noticed this. “H-Hey, are you alright?”

Doreen looked at Fenrir with scrutinizing stare. His curiosity in her was obvious, and it wasn’t just the way he was looking at her. The aura around him. . . her third eye had seen it. She let the quiet between them hang for a while, before she spoke up. “Perhaps we shall make a bargain. You make your choice, and I tell you my tale.”

Fenrir paused for a moment. He then looked down at the ground again. Even if he didn’t liked Spot’s words, they did had a bit of truth to them. He was so busy on atoning for what he had done that he didn’t thought or even cared that this was a suicide mission. Does he really need to literally get himself hurt just for Priscilla and the angels to forgive him?

Also, there was the Lupin comparison. Why? Why did Lupin had to go far to kill him and his brother? Why didn’t he just tried to live a normal life? He had his chance to be the city hero and threw it away for a pointless revenge that both brothers weren’t even involved in.

“I… I want to live.” Fenrir said.

Doreen reached over with the finger and tapped the business card he was holding. “Good decision,” she said. “I am certain your choice will be worth your wish.”

Fenrir gave a small smile. “Thank you, Doreen… I… I could had made a big mistake.”

Doreen shrugged in response. It seemed as she was saying “Don’t mention it,” but in reality, she didn’t really know how to respond. After all, who was she to talk of mistakes…?

“So… What was this about your tale?” Fenrir asked.

Doreen’s gaze turned steely. “Question me what you will.”

Fenrir paused before scratching the side of his head. “Dang… You say that but I literally don’t know where to start. Buttttt if it is not too much trouble, could you tell me more about your third eye? I mean nowadays, that type of thing is considered normal around here but still, one can’t help but be curious.”

Doreen looked up at her third eye, who only stared back down at her in reply. She turned to Fenrir again. “The third eye is a side effect of my magic. The moment I chose the path I chose to go, this eye became a part of me that I will never be rid of. Nor do I wish to. Zenon has been good company.” Her third eye did an eye smile at that. What more could it do? On the outside, they were just an eye.

Fenrir’s good eye widened at this. “Wait? Has been good company? As in your third eye is its own person?”

“You might say so. Though, they are eternally bonded to my being, so perhaps not their own.” Doreen let out a small smirk, and the eye just rolled down to her, unamused.

“Wow… To have an eye with a mind of its own… That must be some powerful magic.” Fenrir said in awe.

Doreen looked away, shadows beginning to cross her eyes as she did so. “It… is.”

Fenrir noticed this and looked concerned. “O-Oh… I’m sorry. Did I strike a nerve?”

Doreen shook her head. “Your question was innocent. I, on the other hand, deserve my suffering.”

Fenrir’s ears drooped when I heard this. “W-Why?”

The girl remained silent for what seemed like a lifetime. “I do not regret the path I chose. It has, in many ways, assisted me. What I do regret… is the first choice I made with it.”

“Your first choice?” Fenrir asked, softly.

The greenette just stared back. “…Have you ever injured anyone out of the sheer desire to do so?”

“...As in physically?” Fenrir asked. Doreen just shook her head. “Then, no… There HAD been a lot of time where I wanted to hurt people mentally…”

This time, the girl nodded. “At least you have not acted upon such a desire.” Her eyes turned to the floor. “Unlike me.”

“Really?” Fenrir asked, looking surprised. “But you don’t look like the type to let that much stuff faze you. Honestly, even if I didn’t explain in full detail, you still reacted so… calm.”

The girl just kept staring at the floor, but slowly started to look up, looked back up at the wolf, a challenging gleam shooting from her eyes. “You assume this is how I’ve always been.”

Fenrir paused, scratching his head again. “Y-Yeah… That IS kinda stupid seeing how I used to be…”

Doreen’s third eye examined Fenrir intently before blinking. “I was a fool,” Doreen scoffed at herself. “Because of the choice I made, I always will be.”

“H-Hey, come on. We all make mistakes.” Fenrir said, holding out hand. ”Though, some more than others…”

The three-eyed girl didn’t answer, but merely pointed to her face.

“Hm? What is it?” Fenrir asked.

“This,” she began, flatly, “is not the face of calm. This is the face of shame, the face that hides from seeing what I caused. This… is one of the many faces of fear.” She dipped her head a little as a dangerous glint entered into her eyes, darkening her face and making her seem all the more intimidating. “And I know fear. I. Know. Shame.”

Fenrir shrank back a bit. “I-I’m sorry…”

Doreen gave him another long look before promptly averting her gaze. “The way you withdrew, that look in your eyes…. Truly, you are a better person than I.”

“Hey, don’t say that… I mean you had just helped me, a complete stranger when I was down.” Fenrir reassured.

“Hmm.”

Doreen just looked to the side. She felt… funny. There was a strange feeling sitting at the bottom of her throat, a strange feeling she couldn’t quite figure for herself. Yet it was so familiar… Could she be…?

“Even a stranger deserves better than I,” she remarked coldly, disregarding the feeling.

“You say that but…” Fenrir said. ”Maybe… Maybe the grass does seem greener on the other side.”

“I am sorry but could you help me?” The wolf asked.

“Eh?”

“Could you help me find my Dalmatian friend?” Fenrir asked. “I… I kinda owe him an apology.”

“Ah.” Doreen nodded. There was that feeling again.

/-/-/-/-/-/

Fenrir and Doreen had both asked around for Spot. As the former had expected, an angry Spot was not hard to miss so a lot of people had confirmed he stormed out of the Heroes’ Hideout. They wasted no time making their way over Belcazzar.

“Okay, there is an area of Spot’s favourite places to go so we should start them.” Fenrir explained. “After that, I will show you where we should split up and we should be able to find him.”

Doreen just nodded, waiting for the feeling in her throat to fade away. It couldn’t be that feeling, could it? It had been too long…

“Fenrir?”

Fenrir’s good eye widened before he and Doreen to the direction of the voice. There, they saw Spot walking towards them with his hands behind his back.

“Spot…” Fenrir said, softly.

The Dalmatian looked down at Doreen. “And… Who is your new friend?”

“Doreen,” was the simple reply that came from the girl’s mouth. Her third eye just blinked in greeting.

Normally, Spot was be more than curious with the third eye but he was too concerned with pressing matters.

“Spot, there had been something that I wanted to tell you.” Fenrir explained.

The Dalmatian paused. “What is it?”

“I… I wanted to apologize for…” Fenrir said before shifting his eye at Doreen. “...Wanting to go and throw away your life.”

Spot looked away with giving a single answer.

“No, I really mean it… If it means that much to you, I will become a singer.” Fenrir reassured.

Spot looked towards Fenrir and looked surprised. “W-What? Really?”

“Yes… The reason that I thought it was a good idea is because I thought I didn’t deserve it…” Fenrir said before looking away. “But… As it turns out, what was the point if getting myself killed is really the only way?”

“Fenrir…” Spot said, softly.

“What am I trying to say is… That I am sorry.” The wolf said.

Spot paused. “Do you remember that I told you that I actually used to be in the mob?”

Fenrir blinked his good eye twice. “Y-Yes?”

“Well, because of their… shady business. They had been in a lot of fights.” Spot said before looking down. “And a lot of them… Had died. I lost a lot of friends…”

“Spot…” Fenrir said.

“I… I tried to get them to stop but they said that was what they had to do…” The blackjack dealer frowned. “...Just like you thought that you had to go.”

“I… I didn’t even realize.” Fenrir said. “I… I’m so sorry…”

Doreen watched all of this with a pensive gaze. She blinked slowly, while her third eye stayed open all the while. In that moment of her blinking, through Zenon, she saw strong flickers of color over the canines. Both were veiled with auras of gray, which she immediately noted as sadness. In the last split-second, though, a wave of black surged over Fenrir. A spike in his emotion? Of guilt? Hm. Her eyes opened up to the world once more, and she saw no auras of color flaring around the duo. Just them.

“No, I should apologize too…” Spot said.

Fenrir raised his head in confusion. “Hm? What for?”

Spot seemed surprised for this. “What do you mean, what for? I just yelled at you back there and said some horrible things because you are my best friend!”

Fenrir raised his eyebrow. “Well, you ARE right about me causing nothing but harm to my closest friends.”

Spot let out a deep sigh. “You know… The people back in the mob said that kindness may be seen as a virtue, it could easily be your biggest downfall. I never saw that… Until now.”

“H-Huh?” Fenrir asked.

“You have became a caring person, Fenrir. You appreciate everyone you are friends with.” Spot said before smiling. “And I liked that! It goes how far you had came!”

He then frowned.

“But it means you are always worrying about us. That wouldn’t be THAT big of a flaw but…” Spot said before looking down at Doreen. “...But it caused you to overworry about us getting hurt because of you and… Well…”

Fenrir paused.

“Like I said, I liked your humility. But it is like it is a personal crime for one of us to get hurt on your behalf.” Spot said. “You think you don’t deserve it but you are being WAY too hard on you.”

He then looked down.

“...Which admittedly could make me a hypocrite for going off on you for doing that.” He said before raising his head. “I CHOSE to be there. We all did. We wanted to stop the pain for you. So please… Stop this “I don’t deserve it” attitude because you do deserve it.”

Fenrir paused. “Spot…”

“Besides, I had that problem when I was young and I turned out fine.” Spot said.

“Spot…” Fenrir said, softly.

The Dalmatian then ran over and hugged Fenrir, taking the wolf by surprise.

“I am just glad that you had realized that.” Spot smiled.

Fenrir paused before returning the hug. “Y-Yeah, me too…”

Doreen gave her throat a single scratch. That feeling was tearing at her now, wanting release. She would release it, in due time, but not now. Those two were having an important moment, and it wouldn’t do to ruin it. Oh, the restraint was almost a pain, but she could be patient.

Soon, the two canines broke away from the hug.

“So could you tell me more about your new friend?” Spot asked.

“Um, yeah.” Fenrir said. “There is nothing to say about because we just met but she was the one to help me decide my choice.”

“Really?” Spot asked before smiling. “Then, thank you very much!”

Doreen just gave a single nod, keeping her face stoic. The feeling at the base of her throat intensified.

Spot frowned as he raised an eyebrow. “Are you okay?”

Fenrir merely waved it off. “I know I said that we only just met but I could tell that she is mostly always like that.”

Doreen walked a bit closer to the duo, then slowly held a hand out to Spot. “Again, I am Doreen. Your name is Spot, yes?”

“That’s right!” The blackjack dealer said, energetically, taking the hand.

Doreen gave a nod.

Pssst, hey, Doreen.

Hm?

This puppy might be a good influence on you. Everything about him just screams upbeat. He’ll probably light your grumpy face up for a change.

Zenon, do shut your mouth.

She wasn’t sure how long the handshake had lasted. But due to her conversation, she had been somewhat spaced out, so it had lasted longer than a normal handshake would’ve.

Spot noticed this. “Hey, are you okay?”

“Hn? Ah, yes, I am all right. I was merely… thinking.”

Yeah, right.

HUSH.

“So anyway, are you new here?” Spot asked. “I think I would had noticed a girl with green hair and three eyes.”

“Oy, Spot!” Fenrir scolded.

“It’s quite all right, Fenrir, I have heard worse before attaining my third eye.” She looked up Spot and nodded. “You might say we are not from around here.”

Spot blinked twice. “We?”

“I have a couple of other companions.”

Suddenly, a sharp vibration sounded from within Doreen’s cloak. The girl reached in, taking out a cell phone. On the inside, she was sighing with relief--the feeling in her throat had almost gotten unbearable. This interruption just so happened to be necessary.

She lifted the phone before her face. Kani. She pressed the “Accept” button and put the phone to her ear. “Speak.”

There was a beat of silence. Then…

“Where is Doreen and what have you done with her?”

“Do clarify, Kani.”

“You sound too happy!” She should’ve known. Of course Kani’s ears would be able to sense it, the feeling from the bottom of her neck, barely contained.

“Wait…” Fenrir said, blinking his good eye twice. “You are new here and you already have cell phones?”

Doreen took the phone a little ways away from her ear. “This was in my possession before arrival.”

Fenrir looked shocked by this. “Whoa… That is some good reception.”

“Hey, who’s that on your end?” the voice in Doreen’s phone piped up. “I wanna talk to him!”

“Kani--”

“I wanna talk to him! Please?”

Doreen just stared at Fenrir for a while before extending the phone out to him.

“Knock yourself out, Kani.” Huh. It had been a while since she’d felt all right with using such a colloquial phrase.

Fenrir hesitantly took the phone. “Um, howdy?”

“Heeeyy!” a good-natured girl’s voice cheered. “How’s you? Has Doreen torn you into smithereens yet?”

“What? No!” Fenrir asked before giving Doreen a worried glance. “I-In fact, she helped me!”

A dramatic gasp echoed from the device. “WHAAAT? That is so not like her! Does she not care about her ‘warrior’s way’ or whatever-she-calls-it anymore? Is she finally losing her marbles? Do we need to take her to a doctor or something?”

Doreen allowed herself to reach a hand up to pinch the bridge of her nose. How exactly had she managed to deal with this girl for so long?

“Um… No. She seems well to me.” Fenrir said before turning to Doreen. ”Dang… Is it really THAT rare for this girl to help somebody? I should consider myself lucky.”

“Oh, she is? Well, thank sunrise! I guess she’s finally warming up to people! Or maybe she isn’t, and she’s just in one of her moods. I don’t know, she’s a mystery.” The voice got a little louder. “Keep an eye on her while she’s around you, will ya? Tell her we’re around--around, um--Hey, Ishan! Where we goin’ again?”

A rather hushed voice replied, loud enough that it could be heard, but too quiet for Fenrir to figure out what exactly was being said.

“Ah, yeah! We’re going to the NEONZ club!” Kani almost screamed.

“Ah, okay. I will tell her.” Fenrir reassured.

“Yaaayy! Thankies! Thanks a lot! Tell her to get there by… oh, come on, what does she call it… um, ‘eventide’. Tell her to get here by then. She’ll understand.”

“Um, if you say so. It was nice talking to you… Kani, was it?” Fenrir answered.

“One and only! Well, see ya!”

A small beep from the device indicated the call was over.

Fenrir blinked twice. He let out a chuckle before handing the phone back to Doreen. “Wow. Your friend actually makes SPOT seems calm.”

“She makes everyone seem calm,” was the girl’s only reply as she tucked her possession back into her cloak.

Fenrir again just chuckled. “Anyway, she said that she and the others will be at the NEONZ club.”

Spot’s eyes lit up when he heard this. “The NEONZ club? I heard of that place but never been there.”

Doreen just let out a small “hmph” as she scratched at her throat again. She’d have to deal with this.

Fenrir and Spot both noticed this.

“What? You don’t like the place?” Fenrir asked.

“Nay, that is not so. It is impossible for me to dislike a place I have not seen with my own eyes.” The greenette let out a small cough, in an attempt to stifle the feeling. “Until when must I get there by?”

Fenrir frowned before walking over. “Are you alright? Maybe we could help.”

Doreen shook her head. “I will be fine. When must I get there by?”

Fenrir then realized what Kani said. “Um, I think it was… Eventide, I think?”

A knowing look entered the eye of the Giunician. “I see. We still have some time… what shall we do in the meanwhile?”

Fenrir shifted his eye from left to right. He then paused. “Could you tell us a bit more about yourself? I mean you surely you have some stories to tell about your friends?”

Doreen gave a small nod and began to walk. “I suppose. What have either of you to ask me?”

“Well, how many of you they are?” Spot asked.

“I believe there are currently four Giunicians in Elarthe, myself included.”

“Giuncians?” Spot asked, tilting his head.

Another nod from the girl came in response. “Some worlds have names, and ours is one of them: Giunix is our world, and Giunicians are its people.”

“Really? Our world doesn’t have its own special name.” Fenrir pointed out.

“Is dimensional travel a natural occurrence in your world?”

“Um, no.” Spot said before brightening up. “Wait, that is in YOUR world!”

“Yes. It is like traveling abroad, across nations. Only… it is between different worlds. Those who are aware of the existence of other dimensions tend to name their homes in order to avoid complications. Ours is one of them.”

“Wow… That is amazing!” Spot said with sparkling eyes. “To be able to travel to other worlds!”

“It is only enjoyable if you travel by your will. My Allies and I…” Doreen rubbed her head a little. “We were fleeing. We are not entirely sure how we came here, and how we got into a world we didn’t know of is a mystery.”

“Really?” Fenrir said with his ears drooping. “I am sorry to hear that.”

“We were like that too.” Spot nodded.

“…Tch.” The girl allowed herself a small smirk. “At least we can relate.”

The feeling in her throat was killing her now. She was going to have to let this out somewhere, and fast.

“I am feeling rather famished. May we stop by somewhere for some refreshments?”

Spot’s eyes lit up. “Ooh, yeah! I know this great place that is just here! Come on! Let’s go!”

With that, he ran off.

“Hey, slow down!” Fenrir yelled, cupping his hands to his mouth. He then looked down at Doreen. “Sorry about him. He is like a little kid in the body of an adult.”

“I am used to this behavior,” was Doreen’s reply as she picked up her pace a little.

“Hey, Doreen, you said that you really wanted to hear my singing right?” Fenrir asked as he and Doreen followed him.

Doreen just turned back a little and let a tiny smile grace her lips.

Fenrir returned the smile. “In that case, I don’t know how my first gig would be but if it is alright, I would like to invite you and your friends.”

“We’d like that,” she replied, smiling wider. “We’d like that a lot.”

“Glad to hear it.” Fenrir said, happily. “I don’t want to sound arrogant but I promise that you will not be disappointed.”

Doreen couldn’t take it anymore. Her throat was going to tear apart.

“…Haha.”

It had been so long.

“Ahahahah…”

When had she last done this?

“Haahahahahahah!”

The feeling had been let loose. It wouldn’t stop.

“Hahaaah! Oh, Fenrir! Hah!”

She kept on laughing. It had been such a long while.

As Doreen walked on alongside Fenrir, still chuckling, a strong wind blew through the street, ruffling through the long sleeves of Doreen’s cloak. The cloth drew back a little, revealing little bits of the intricate markings coiled around her arms.

The markings were purple. She was in joy.
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It was actually quite rare for Ashley to leave the eternally-dark continent of Necropolis. Despite it seemed unhealthy for a human to live there, he had gotten used to it. He kinda had to though as he did had a best friend who would literally die if sunlight hit him.

However, there was still a couple of cases where he would leave his home on Elarthe. Particularly to buy a new book about magic. Recently, he had heard about this recent book about a certain type of magic in Belcazzar City and he just had to go out to buy it.

When he rode out of Necropolis, he was forced to deal with the blinding light of the sun. Just for how long since he had actually let the sun touched his skin? It was a good thing he had a hood to cover him from the sun.

Thankfully, it wasn’t that warm so he could easily go over to the shop that had the magic book. The book was quite expensive but thanks to the diamonds given by his student’s guardian, it was more than enough to buy.

After purchasing his prize, Ashley hummed a jovial tune as he walked down the streets of Belcazzar. Even if it was getting a new book, he went on top of the world right now and there was almost nothing that could ruin his moment.

“Oh dear, oh me, oh my! Do my eyes deceive me?”

Ashley froze in his spot with a painful wince. He had to say it, didn’t he?

Turning his head, he saw a familiar figure swaggering towards him with one hand on his hips. He could recognise his red attire, green hair and smug smirk anywhere, no matter how much he wished otherwise.

It was his older brother, Shannon.

“My, my, my! It’s TRUE! My inferior brother had actually left the overgrown batcave that is the Necropolis continent and come into the world of the living!” Shannon laughed while putting his hands on his hips.

Ashley gave a low growl. “Hello, Shannon… I wasn’t expecting to run into you either.”

“Not as much as me. Seriously, what had dragged you out of that dusk pit?” Shannon asked.

Ashley raised an eyebrow. “It is ironic that you kept insulting Necropolis and yet, I still see you there a lot recently.”

Shannon’s smirk vanished as he shifted his eyes from left to right. “Um, well… I am friends with the new guys there.”

“Yeah, I heard. It had became the talk of the town.” Ashley noted.

Shannon’s eyes lit up when he heard that. “Really?”

Ashley grunted as he rolled his eyes. His brother was so desperate for attention that even the slightest gossip (that WASN’T humiliating) perks him up immensely.

“Calm down. They are just talking because you don’t interact well with others.” Ashley scolded.

Shannon just scoffed as he crossed his arms. “Well, I just have high standards. And those people… Let’s just say they are managed to meet them.”

Ashley raised an eyebrow. As much as he didn’t cared about Shannon’s standards, he was genuinely curious as to how those people in the hotel managed to get on his good side. Unless the rumors he heard was false, his brother even acted… civil around them. What could be the cause of that?

“But seriously, what are you doing all of the way in Belcazzar?” Shannon asked.

Ashley snapped back to reality. “H-Huh? Um, well. If you really must know, there is another magic book.”

“Oh, right. That makes sense.” Shannon said before smirking. “Still trying to…”

“...Still trying to beat you in magic. Bla bla bla.” Ashley said while rolling his eyes. “I am deluding myself. Bla bla bla.”

Shannon’s smirk vanished as he growled while Ashley looked up at him with a smug look on his face.

“Oh, I am sorry. Did you wanted to say that?” Ashley taunted. “I thought the greatest wizard in the world was too good to talk to inferior people like myself so I did for you!”

“Then the true question would be what one’s definition of greatness is.”

The two mismatched brothers’ eyes widened before looking in the direction of the voice to see three children looking in their direction.

First entering their gaze was a young boy, his skin of extreme pallor, but not complete whiteness. His jet black hair was rather thick and slicked down, and his spiky uneven bangs extended to cover part of his right eye, gleaming violet. Those amethyst orbs in his face along with his cool and calm smile gave the boy an unusual air of charm, all accentuated by a long-sleeved blue robe with golden serpentine vines embroidered all over it. Underneath all this were purple boots of a darker shade than the hue that lit up his eyes.

Behind him were two girls. One taller, one shorter. The taller one looked young, but if her steely gaze and stoic face were anything to go by, she was clearly no weakling. Her skin was just as pale as the boy’s. Forest green hair flowed down to her behind her knees, rising and falling with the passing breeze like some ship’s sail. There was an oddity upon her head: the presence of three eyes. From under her eyebrows, cold chips of icy blue stared out at the wizard brothers, unyielding of any emotion or thought. Upon her forehead was a larger eye, which blinked slowly and rolled around, as if searching for something. The girl was donned with a gray-blue cloak, concealing her from collarbone to ankle, her leather strap shoes sticking out from underneath.

The shorter girl was definitely the youngest of them all. It was not the stature that gave this away, but rather, the innocent smile that graced her lips. Unlike the other two, her skin was much darker, brown as the driest of autumn leaves, but this made the girl even more youthful. Also standing out in stark contrast was her hair, a mass of very pale violet, almost pink, with streaks of stronger violet highlighting through. The wild yet well-groomed thick locks seemed to part in half at the nape, and flowed past her bright golden eyes down to the elbows of her slender arms. She was wearing a short-sleeved tank top, a slightly darkened magenta with a cobweb of golden leaves woven in. Around her navel was a sash of black and red patterned akin to a friendship bracelet, beneath which was a skirt of darkened magenta with golden leaves, reaching down to her knees. Her feet were in small moccasins, threads of red shooting across the velvety black. Fluttering with the wind over her shoulders was a small black cape, the tips not even touching her exposed midriff. Said cape was fastened at the front of her neck with a brooch, a round milky mother-of-pearl gemstone embedded with a hexagon of platinum.

The boy began to step forth. “My apologies for the interruption,” he said, coolly smiling. “But we love to pitch in with our own opinions from time to time.”

Initially Ashley and Shannon were staring in awe at the three’s appearances. They were far from what normal children wore. But then, the latter had realized something.

“Hey, and just what is THAT supposed to mean?” Shannon asked while crossing his arms, knowing an insult when he hears it.

The boy went on smiling. “I only mean to say that not everyone has the same standard of greatness. That is all.” Then the boy looked as if he had suddenly realized something. “Oh, where are my manners? Haha! I am Ishan.” He held out an arm, poised for a handshake.

“Oh, hello there. I am Ashley.” Ashley said before walking over and going to accept the handshake.

Then, Shannon had suddenly zoomed in between Ashley and the dark-haired boy and accepted the handshake in his brother’s place. The children were startled by this but Ashley just grunted while rolling his eyes.

“...And this is Shannon.” He muttered.

The green-haired man glared back at his brother. “Stealing my lines again?”

The commentary aroused different reactions from the children. Ishan let out a small chuckle, the shorter girl burst out in boisterous laughter, and the taller girl simply rolled her eyes.

Ishan cleared his throat to recover. “Allow me to introduce my friends. That over there is Doreen,” he said, gesturing to the taller green-haired one, who let out a “hmph” and stared straight at Shannon.

“And that,” he said, pointing to the smaller violet-haired one, “is Kani.”

Kani bounced over to the brothers. “Hi!” she chirped with great vigor. “Nice to see you guys!” She shoved Ishan over to the side rather strongly, prompting the boy to let out a short yelp of surprise. “Ashley and Shannon, right? Wow, you two look like cool folks!”

This immediately brought a smirk to Shannon’s face.

“But of course, I AM the greatest wizard in the world, after all!” He boasted. He then turned his head towards Ashley. “HE on the other hand, is only cool because he shares my blood.”

Kani shook her head. “Nuh-uh! He looks cool too!”

Ashley’s eyes widened as his face turned beet red from the unexpected compliment.

“Plus, the greatest wizard in the world is somebody else!”

Shannon’s eyes bugged out when he had heard this. There was someone else who was the greatest wizard in the world? He was already having a hard time trying to convince that HE has that title and now there was competition?

Ishan raised an eyebrow, looking rather amused. Doreen was rolling her eyes again, and the third eye followed suit. The looks on their face clearly said Here we go again.

Kani was jumping about ecstatically. “This guy’s so great that he almost got asked to be a delegate! I don’t know why he keeps declining, but he’s sooooo cool! I haven’t seen anybody in the world as strong, he’s like the greatest--”

Doreen strode forward. “I do not believe that anyone can be the greatest. None are born without flaws.”

Shannon’s eyes narrowed at the last statement, though not out of anger. “Well, I strongly disagree. I have a strong philosophy. Be great or be nothing. What is the point of having a special talent if you are not the best with it?”

Doreen raises an eyebrow and tosses another question at Shannon. “Is there really a point in anything in this world?”

Both Shannon and Ashley both froze in their spots with stunned faces when they heard this sudden fatalist comment.

All Shannon could get out was a large… “Huh?”

Kani and Ishan, however, chortled loudly. “And Doreen lays down some sick flames again!” Kani giggled as she gave the greenette a playful nudge. Ishan raised a fist, to which Doreen returned a bump, all the while keeping a straight face.

Shannon blinked twice for a moment before putting his hands on his hips in an annoyed fashion. “Am I missing something here?”

“I am actually with my brother here.” Ashley said, stepping forward.

“Naaahh, it’s okay.” Kani was still snickering. “Doreen’s always like this. She’s been like this since day one.” Shrugging, she continued. “In a way, she’s kind of right. It’s just a matter of--matter of--um, uh--”

“Perspective,” Ishan finished for her.

“Ah, yeah! Perspective!”

Doreen closed her eyes and heaved a long sigh. “Forgive me. Thoughts, I tend to speak of without much restraint. I assure you, no word mine thus far has been said with ill intent.”

“No, it’s fine.” Ashley said, shaking his head.

“Speak for yourself!” Shannon snapped, glaring at Ashley. “No, seriously. I distinctly remembered her referring to ME.”

Ashley just rolled his eyes. “You have to excuse my brother. I strongly doubt I have to tell you this but he could be extremely rude and arrogant.”

Ishan scratched his cheek a little. “Well, this would not be our first time coming across such. We are quite fine with this.” He turned to his female companions with a gentle smile. “Aren’t we?”

“Mm-hmm,” went the girls.

“Hmph.” Shannon said, crossing his arms. “When you are as great as me, it is only natural to be boastful.”

Ashley shook his head before stepping forward. “If I could be so bold, Kani but I had never seen clothes like yours before.”

“Oh! My ukoo has a lot of great stylists!” She pats her skirt, beaming brightly. “Ya like?”

“Indeed. It is quite lovely.” Ashley smiled. “Though I have to ask, what on Elarthe is an ukoo?”

Kani giggled again. Such a sweet giggle. “Ukoo! It's a word in one of Giunix’s many tongues. In traveler’s talk, it’s just ‘clan’!”

“Giunix?” Ashley and Shannon said in unison.

“I had never heard of that place before.” Ashley noted.

Ishan decided to step in. “Allow me to clear some things up. The three of us are from a different world. We have been swept up into an unfortunate skirmish of sorts, and somehow, we have ended up here.” The boy looked around, careful and alert. “I must say, the prospect of a new world to explore does intrigue me.” He smiled and leaned forward a little. “Do tell, if you know: What is this world called?”

Ashley paused. This was far the first time he heard about something like this. However, it was Ishan’s response that took him off-guard.

“Um, yes. This is the world, Elarthe.” He explained. “And you seem to be rather calm about this.”

Ishan laughed. “I hear that all the time.”

“W-Wait!” Shannon said, holding out his hand. “Candy!”

“Kani…” Ashley muttered.

“Who IS this greatest wizard you speak of?” Shannon asked.

“I should had known that you would want to know that.” Ashley said, rolling his eyes. “But I would be lying if I am not the least bit curious, myself.”

Kani giggled. “You guys never really heard of Heolstor? He must be famous some worlds across!”

“He is only well-known and famed in a few realms,” Doreen butted in. “Despite his high success and rapid rise, rather young in the career is he.”

“True,” Ishan said, smiling. “Plus, the last time we saw him, we couldn’t quite believe he was that one man in the arena with a hundred-win streak.”

Shannon and Ashley’s eyes widened when they heard this. However, for different reasons.

“A hundred-win streak…?” Shannon asked, more to himself.

“Wait… He had gone to OTHER worlds before?” Ashley asked, much more louder.

Kani nods. “Yeah! The arena thing grew popular in some places, so he’s had to go around to help out!”

“Wait, are you saying that he could go to other WORLDS with little trouble?” Ashley asked, making sure that he was understanding the situation right.

Kani nodded again. Ishan laughed in amusement. “Our world has been able to create a system that would allow us to travel to different worlds in the same way that some would travel to other nations. It has made certain jobs quite convenient.” He shrugged and continued, “That isn’t to say we’ve connected to all existent worlds, as there are always many more to be found. We’re just able to travel to ones that we know of and have named. Well, if you are using the verseport system.”

He looked around once more, and his expression suddenly seemed grim. The smile on his face hadn’t changed, but now the joy was gone. “I cannot really say we arrived here by said method, though.”

“Heh. I bet the people on Elarthe would kill for a verseport.” Shannon noted. His eyes then lit up. “Ooh, maybe I should become a living verseport. I already got the teleportation magic for that!”

Ashley on the other hand, frowned upon paying attention to the last part. “...Hey. I don’t suppose that you had registered in the league, do you?”

All three children stared straight at Ashley, tilting their heads to the side, in the same direction. “The league?” they asked in unison.

“I take that as a no.” Ashley sighed before he brightened up. “Hey, if it is not too much trouble, could you follow me to a place towards a place called the Heroes’ Hideout? I will explain everything on the way.”

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Ishan, Doreen and Kani had decided to take Ashley on his offer and follow him to the Heroes’ Hideout. Shannon had decided to tag along, seeing that he not only literally had nothing better to do. Along the way, Ashley had explained to the children everything they needed to do. About the portal, the Heroes’ Hideout and the league.

It didn’t took them too long to get to the Heroes’ Hideout. The five people entered through the door and the three children looked around at its surroundings, eyeing the different people there.

“Well, welcome to the Heroes’ Hideout!” Ashley smiled, spreading out one arm.”

Ishan just smiled, appreciating the place. Kani herself was in awe, walking ahead to ooh and aah at her surroundings.

Doreen, though, had a look of longing cross her face. It was a quick flicker, but the yearning had definitely been there.

Ishan noticed this and gave his friend a small pat on the arm, giving her a worried look. Doreen just shook her head, then nodded.

Ashley had noticed this exchange and looked concerned. “Hey… Is something the matter?”

Doreen just gave Ashley a sad grin. Ishan gave more of a wider smile and shook his head. “She is missing her home. That is all.”

Doreen bit her lip. Ishan noticed.

“Well. . . and a friend, too. . .”

Ishan’s own smile turned sorrowful at his own remark. Kani had come back, looking worried. She would, normally, ask what was wrong. But the gleam in her eyes showed she knew.

Ashley paused before shifting his eyes from left to right, not knowing what to say. “Um, well, I could say that is that you are not alone in that feeling here.”

Ishan let out a sigh. “Hah… I suppose we should not let our sorrows get to us. She wouldn’t want that. She’s left our team on a good note.”

Kani narrowed her eyes. “We’re good,” she snapped, her usual mirth gone. “She’s not.”

“You can’t tell--”

“You saw what she left behind. You read it out loud yourself. You even cried about it.”

Ishan cringed noticeably at that. Even Doreen flinched.

Ashley frowned. “Um, is there something… I could…”

“No.” The blunt reply had come from Doreen, who was looking quite anxious about the situation. “We are… all right.”

An uncomfortable silence settled over all five of them before Doreen cleared her throat. “I wish to take some refreshments, if able.”

“Don’t worry, this is no winery but the drinks here are decent enough.” Shannon said, as if he was in a normal situation.

Ashley noticed this and looked surprised before walking over to Shannon. “How are you able to keep calm after... that?”

“I don’t know.” Shannon said before shrugging his shoulders before walking towards the counter. “Just follow me.”

The children did just that, the tension still radiating about them.

Shannon then made his way to the bartender, a blue-haired grey-skinned elf named Palayo.

“Hey, Palayo.” Shannon said, getting the elf’s attention.

“Oh, hi, Shannon.” He said before noticing the children. “Who are your new friends?”

Ishan gave a polite smile. “We are just some travelers from another world. Nothing much.”

“Oh, so we have some more league members.” Palayo said before smiling. “Well, welcome to Elarthe. I hope your stay will be pleasant.”

Ishan nodded a little in acknowledgement. “I hope so as well. Do you have any drinks?”

“I do. What will you have?” Palayo asked.

Ishan was about to answer when sounds of humongous clatter came from the general direction of the stairwell. All of them turned to the commotion.

“Oh my gosh, she just fell down the stairs!”

“Is she hurt?!”

“Why didn’t you grab her?!”

“I didn’t see her coming!”

A small crowd had gathered, and Ishan began to walk over, with his friends following.

“Oh my! What do you think happened?” Ashley asked, concerned for the person’s safety.

“Why not find out?” Ishan replied. He pushed through the crowd as gently as he could, though his female companions weren’t quite doing the same.

“H-Hey, don’t be so rough. Everyone else wants to see as well!” Ashley called out.

The girls paid Ashley little heed as they stepped up from with Ishan. They stared down at the fallen girl, who was groaning in pain as she attempted to get up.

Ishan rushed forward, his father’s old teachings of courtesy springing up in his mind. Being the young gentleman he was, he took the girl’s hand gracefully and began to help her up.

“Hello, my lady,” he said, smiling. “Are you all r--”

The smile vanished from his face as he looked into the eyes of the girl. His expression was one of shock. These red eyes. The warrior’s glint behind them. He’d recognize these eyes from anywhere.

“…Laine?”

The girl in question stiffened at the boy’s voice, as her own orbs looking into dazzling amethyst ones. Her gaze darted to his boots, then back. There was no mistake.

“I-Ishan? Wh--”

Laine didn’t get to answer as Ishan suddenly embraced her with all his might. The weight was doubled when Kani joined in, tackling Laine with a force that the silverhead somehow managed to hold her own against.

“K-Kani!” Laine gasped, a small smile gracing her lips. “What’s going on? How are you guys here?”

Doreen stepped forward into Laine’s visual range, the former giving the latter a curt nod, though this took a little longer than usual in Laine’s eyes.

“Doreen,” Laine said, nodding back as she smiled wider. “Good to see you too.”

Doreen tilted her head up a little, making herself look a little more nobler than her previous state of sorrow had rendered her. “You have an air of pleasantry about you, as usual.”

Laine’s grin was now wide enough to show her teeth. She knew how much any compliment from someone like Doreen meant.

Kani and Ishan finally separated themselves from Laine. “We missed you, gal pal! Tons!” Kani hollered, shaking Laine by the shoulders. “Where were you all this time? Was it here? How’d you get here! Who’d you meet? Did you get any new Allies? Is it fun here?”

“Slow down with the questions, Kani!” Laine laughed. Then she turned to Ishan. The boy had his eyes averted from her, a slight rosiness tinting his cheeks. Laine gave the boy a poke. “You all right there?”

She failed to say more as the boy embraced her tightly once again.

“You’re here,” he whispered aloud, with effort. “You’re here.”

Laine just stood there and wrapped her arms around the boy with a smile.

“Hey…” Ashley said, stepping forward. “Is this the friend you were talking about?”

Ishan nodded, head still buried into Laine’s shoulder. Laine turned to Ashley and smiled. “I see you’ve heard of me?”

“Um, kinda. I only got a few tidbits of you.” Ashley said, scratching the back of his head. “So your name was Laine, right?”

“Yes,” Laine said, rather cheerily. “And you are?”

“I am Ashley.” Ashley smiled before placing his hand on his chest.

“And I am Shannon, the greatest wizard…” Shannon started with a proud face.

“I think that she may be aware of your presence, for better or for worse…” Ashley muttered.

Shannon merely crossed his arms and pouted.

Laine let out a short giggle and turned to her friends. “Who wants drinks? It’s on me for today.”

A chorus of murmurs came from the trio as they agreed to this and followed Laine. Not a single one of them noticed that from somewhere under Ishan’s robe, a slip of paper had escaped, drifting down to the floor of Heroes’ Hideout.

Ashley smiled as he watched the four children make their way towards the counter. Shannon on the other hand had noticed said paper on the ground.

“Hm? What’s this?” Shannon asked, crouching down and picking up the paper.

Ashley turned towards the paper. “Do you think one of the children had dropped it?”

“Probably.” Shannon said before reading said paper.

Ashley’s eyes bugged out. “H-Hey! That is not yours to read!”

Shannon didn’t even bother to speak out his protest to Ashley’s response and continued reading. However, he had continued reading, his eyes pupils shrank.

Ashley noticed this and got concerned. “W-What is it?”

Shannon didn’t reply. He merely just continued reading the letter. He then looked at the four children being served by Palayo.

”That smile Laine is showing now. Is that truly her real smile?”
EA-LEC: Reunion (Collab between Psyche and Tiny)
Introducing Ishan, Doreen, and Kani to the League!

This is something that :icontinyhammer: and I worked on together. It should've been posted a long time ago, but I made some grave blunders on my end. So here it finally is.

This is for :iconea-lec:.
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Got tagged by :iconishkar-destroth:, so let's do this!

Rules:
1. You have to post all rules.
2. Each person has to share 13 things about themselves.
3. Answer all 13 questions asked and invent 13 questions the people you tag will have to answer.
4. Tag 13 people if you can.
5. Tag backs are allowed.
6. YOU MUST MAKE A JOURNAL ENTRY.


My Questions:
1. How did you come to find out about Deviant Art?
 I'd found about this after an error that had caused Fanfiction.net to shut down or be on maintenance (I forget which one it was) temporarily, so I frantically searched for other means. Then I came across here.
2. What is your earliest childhood memory? Okay, this is an embarrassing story, buckle up. There was this trip to Saipan my family took when I was three. (I was aware that we were in Saipan and that I was three, by the way.) While I don't remember most of it, I do remember one of the nights we spent there. So we were in the room and sleeping, and I was snuggling next to my mom, but I felt super uncomfortable. So I rolled off to the side, and ended up falling off the bed on my face. Most of me was fine, but my lips got busted pretty badly from it (I mean, the floor was made of marble, people). So I started crying and my parents woke up and my mom immediately took me to the bathroom and started washing the blood off my lips. Now, here's the thing. I remember what it felt like, and it felt like I had triangular teeth instead of lips now. So while I was wailing and my mom was washing my mouth I kept asking my parents if I was transforming into a dragon now. :iconlaughsplz: Man, I was stupid.
3. What do you like to learn about? ((Scientific stuffs, the ancient world of history, cars, sports, bugs, the stars above our heads, etc (you get the idea)) I like to learn about the world before now and the worlds that others have created.
4. Do you want to travel the world, and if so, where is the first place you'd go and why? I'd love to! But I don't know where to start… ^^; Probably Switzerland, though, it was so beautiful!
5. What are your other hobbies outside of being an artist? Let's see… if by art, you are including writing, then I suppose my other hobbies would be voice acting and singing.
6.  What were some of the strangest things you ate as a child? (Crayons, glue, pennies, dirt, etc.) According to my parents, I 
7. What is the longest you have gone without sleep? Five nights in a row. No, seriously. And I was not working the graveyard shift in a security office in a demented family diner.
8. Describe something that has happened to you that has had no explanation. (Things that disappear or reappear later, losing time, etc) I remember "predicting the future" multiple times. It still happens sometimes, and it's just really uncanny.
9.  Given the power to change the world, what is the first thing you would change about it? That's a very tough question… take nonconsensual sex out of the picture, I suppose.
10. What are your aspirations? Being an anime or cartoon director AND screenwriter, while maybe helping out with game design on the side. If we're talking about a larger range of aspirations, then I'd like to travel through stories with my friends and have all of us live forever at this age (I know, that last one is really selfish.)
11. How would you describe true love? True love is when all those involved will stick together no matter what.
12. Is there a certain skill that you would like to learn? The skill of treating myself kindly. I really can't do it.
13. If you had to describe yourself in 3 words, what would they be? Loyal, ambitious, temperamental.

Time to Tag 13 People!
:iconthelaxoddish::iconepikhawtdawg::iconladysnowpaws1115::iconmekanikaltrifle::icongallinaceus::iconzeedikay::iconvamperator::iconamber--schadenfreude::iconspikings::iconderpcoinc::iconixtaek::icondiscordedwolfgal13::iconjazz-rhythm:

All Those Tagged, Answer These Questions!
1. How did you start being an "artist", however you would define that?
2. Remember when we first met? :D
3. What is/are the piece(s) you are proudest of on DA?
4. Define home. No, don't use a dictionary.
5. What is/are your favorite song(s) or soundtrack(s)?
6. Do you have any favorite YouTubers? Name them!
7. Favorite game(s)?
8. Do you have any hobbies that don't involve creative endeavors?
9. In your eyes, what criteria must a good friend fulfill?
10. What inspires your creative endeavors the most?
11. Tell me what you like about me and/or what you dislike about me. I only ask because I really want to improve myself as a person. You don't have to answer this question.
12. Describe life in one noun or adjective.
13. When was the last time you felt over-the-top happy? Tell me about it!
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  • Watching: Crash Course US History

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Tinyhammer Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2017
Hey, Psyche. Sorry for being a no-show yesterday. Our internet was down so I couldn't come online.
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PsychedAngsty Featured By Owner Jun 8, 2017
I need to apologize for the same thing, actually. I slept through the entire day :iconlaughsplz:
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guzu Featured By Owner May 17, 2017  Hobbyist Filmographer
Thanks for the fav!
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PsychedAngsty Featured By Owner May 17, 2017
But I had to, it was BEAUTIFUL!
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guzu Featured By Owner May 17, 2017  Hobbyist Filmographer
Thanks! :hug:
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MaresaSinclair Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2017
I really appreciate the favourite! Thank you so much.
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PsychedAngsty Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2017
Well, I just love your photography! Also watching you now~
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MaresaSinclair Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2017
Thank you very much! That's very kind. 
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TechShift Featured By Owner Mar 13, 2017  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Hi Psyche
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PsychedAngsty Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2017
Oh, hey there!
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