In an alternative universe.

BAEKALIS’ POV

“Remind me again why we're doing this, Cy,” I breathed out, feeling a sense of pride when I noticed how he clicked his tongue in annoyance at the nickname.

Cyrus, Stephen and I were out in a clearer part of the forest which fulfilled its duty as a makeshift field of some sort. The leaves around here were somewhat low, with only one odd looking tree standing in the middle, its bark bent and dying, although the leaves of the tree looked relatively fresh. It was quite creepy, really.

We were all dressed in loose outfits, with me being in a cropped, grey hoodie and matching grey sweatpants.

I folded my arms across my chest, turning from where Stephen had been excitedly laying in the grass like an animal that had been caged for over a month and had just been released, to look at Cyrus as I raised a brow, reminding him that I had yet to receive an answer to my question.

“Well,” he started, drawing out the monosyllabic word as his left eye twitched. He looked straight ahead