MILAAfter leaving the library, I was pulsating with magic. It surged through my veins, sparking at my fingertips. It was as if everything inside me was finally awake and alive, and now my body was almost too small to contain all my power.I pressed my hands into the ground, shocked by the blast of
ISABELLAI hated my new life in the United States.I understood why Mila had chosen to banish me here–it was a cruel, unforgiving place, a stark reminder of what she must have lived through before coming to Fresonia. If I didn’t know any better, I would think that I was developing empathy for what t
CHARLESThe dungeons were a torture chamber of the worst sort. All I knew now was darkness and silence, and I could feel it eating away at my very soul.I had no idea if I had become nocturnal. There was never any daylight down here, so I had no way of knowing if I was still sleeping at night or not
FELIXI stood in front of the Library of Magic, my body shaking at the proximity to so much power.I could feel it–the remnants of that magical flare. It was still humming in the ground, and despite the snow falling around me, I did not feel cold in the slightest.At last I was here, in the presence
FELIXI had to sit with that knowledge for a long time. At the end of the day, yes, the curse had been cast and that had doomed me and Mila over and over again, but my own actions–and the actions of my past selves–had devastated each and every version of Mila.The past versions of myself were as muc
FELIXThe truth about Samuel confirmed my suspicions all along–that it had been the intention of the first King of Fresonia to tell the kingdom about the dragons and the Dragon Knights. I couldn’t tell if what I was feeling was vindication, relief, or sadness that such a thing never happened in the
FELIXI was floating.I was lost, somewhere, in my dreamscape, not quite in my memories and not quite in my real life. I was torn between the memories of my past lives, the loss and the heartache that had permeated the entire existence of my soul.Maybe staying here, in this place that was not quite
MILAThe rest of my trek down the mountain was dark and cold. I was too nervous to summon any sort of transportation magic, so I just slid my way down.I did make the decision to magically conjure a pair of thicker boots, however. My leggings and oversized sweater could only shield against the cold