590 590. Is she the One?

Dandelion was found in the prison cell. Dobby helped him get out and they returned to Alexander.

The instant Dandelion saw Alexander, he started singing some bullshit. "Oh, is this the old white wolf?"

"He's not related to me." Geralt grunted.

"Okay, then who is he?" Dandelion asked.

"He is the new king of Novigrad." Yennefer replied and continued. "Where is Ciri?"

Dandelion looked at Yennefer with dreamy eyes, "Ah, the most beautiful Sorceress. I don't know where Ciri is. She took off after the mess with Whoreson Junior. What happened to that sick bastard?"

"Dead, along with the other three crime leaders." Geralt replied.

"Oh, that's a boon to the world. Well, I think she went to Skellige." He said.

Alexander interrupted them quickly, "Does any of you have a picture of Ciri?"

Geralt and Yennefer looked at each other's faces. They shook their heads.

"No, we don't." Yennefer replied.

*Sigh*

"Well, you know her face so it should work that way too. Just think about Ciri and open the door." Alexander instructed.

"What doo..?" Geralt asked but stopped in the middle.

Out of nowhere, Alexander took out a pink door. "This door."

Yennefer was interested in this as she could not feel any magic in it. It felt like an ordinary door.

"Go ahead, open it while thinking about reaching Ciri." Alexander nudged him.

Geralt moved ahead and held the door handle. He thought about what Ciri looked like and then slowly turned the knob. Soon, he opened it and to his surprise, the other side's view differed from where he was standing.

He entered the strange place that seemed to be a cottage. He looked around and finally saw her. Ciri was lying on a bed. Her eyes closed as if asleep.

Alexander, Dobby and Yennefer also followed in. Yennefer quickly ran to the bedside and looked at her face.

"She's not breathing." Geralt said. He was devastated by this. Yennefer knelt at the bedside.

Alexander glanced at Ciri and diagnosed her body. "No, she's not dead. Her breathing and heart are so slow that it would appear she's dead."

Geralt looked at the silent face of Ciri. He picked her up and hugged her. Yennefer too, hugged from the other side, putting Ciri her between them.

Just then, they felt an arm on their backs. The arm held them tighter in a warm hug. Then a soft voice came. "It's nice to see you two again."

"Indeed." Geralt replied.

Ciri then looked back at Alexander and Dobby. "Who are they... wait... I know him." She pointed at Alexander.

Alexander was taken aback, "Me? Child, I'm seeing you for the first time."

Ciri quickly got out of Geralt and Yennefer's embrace and stood up. She had excitement on her face while looking at Alexander.

"I mean, I don't know you personally. I know about you. When I was running away from the Wild Hunt I came across a world where you were very popular. They had tall buildings higher than castles and metal carriages running on the streets. Big banners of your face were all around that world.

"I was confused about where I was but for some reason, I felt that the Wild Hunt won't be able to find me there for a while. I was lost when a kind lady helped me get to a place called Kindheart Orphanage. There, I saw so many of your photo frames.

"I asked the people about you and they gave me a metal box thing that had a magical projection of you. I talked to you so much. I learned about your life, what you did for the people. And your tragic demise. Wait, what happened to you after you died?" She asked.

"I became a god," Alexander replied.

"That makes sense, if even you can't become a god then nobody can. Anyway, you helped me so much there, I was lost and confused about my life. I didn't want to keep running forever. Then you told me to face my fears. That closing your eyes doesn't make the monster disappear, you only get a false sense of security. I talked to you every day there while also working in the orphanage." She said in length.

"Who made such a magical box? I know I didn't leave such a thing behind." Alexander asked in confusion.

"Oh, it was made by a group of people. They call themselves the Universe Brotherhood. It is comprised of all the grown-ups who were saved by your orphanage and got to study in your established schools as kids. They were people graced by you.

"This group of people acts like a secret society, following the path of kindness just like you. They brought technological advancements to their world and ended all wars. They are really good people." She explained.

Alexander smiled hearing that. It made him happy to find out that his kindness didn't go to waste.

He patted Ciri, "Thank you for telling me all this."

But the girl hugged him, "Thank you for helping me, even though I know you were not there."

Alexander chuckled, "It's okay, child. Helping people is kind of my job."

Just then, Dobby spoke, "I can feel that you have elven blood in you. And it isn't just ordinary blood."

Ciri turned to him, "Oh, I know you too. You are the Elven God, Dobby. I've been to some friendly elven worlds. They worship you there."

"Really? That feels a bit weird. Take me to that world later. I should show myself to them every once in a while." Dobby muttered.

"It will be an honour to help a being like you." Ciri bowed a little.

Geralt and Yennefer came up to her and put their arms on her shoulder. "Calm down, Ciri. You've been speaking non-stop."

Ciri chuckled, "How can I not speak? I have seen so many things, Geralt. I even saw a world where people had metal in their head and travelled in flying metal carriages. There were guards called police that had the ability to teleport right behind you if you commit any crime. People also looked identical for some reason. Also, they were so dumb that they didn't know how to drive a carriage around an obstacle. It was weird."

"Stop fooling me now." Geralt argued.

"I'm not fooling you. I'm sure Grandpa Universe knows that world." She said. She had unknowingly developed a habit of calling Alexander Grandpa Universe while she lived in Alexander's original world.

As always, Alexander felt butterflies in his stomach due to getting a new granddaughter.

"Haha, you two look like father and daughter," Alexander said while chuckling.

"And you look like her Grandpa," Yennefer added.

Alexander looked at her and said, "Child, I am everyone's grandpa. Most people call me Grandpa Universe. Also, I am millions of years old so I'm sure everyone is eligible to call me that."

Yennefer, Geralt and Ciri's jaw dropped. They had heard of some beings living for thousands of years but this was a whole different league.

Just then, the door opened and 4 dwarves came in. They looked shocked. "What is going on here? How did you all get here?"

But, before anyone could say something. They all felt a sudden chill, except for Alexander and Dobby. The fireplace also got extinguished automatically.

"They're here," Ciri said with worry on her face. She unsheathed her sword, along with Geralt.

"Don't worry, let's face them," Alexander cheered her.

"Yeah, I'm supposed to be the Elf God and they are elves so let's see how they react," Dobby added, but he suddenly jumped right beside Ciri.

Ciri, out of reflex, swung her sword at Dobby. Though she was not able to harm him and the sword only clanked. She was about to ask why he did that when see saw Dobby holding onto something, or someone.

There was a person in the Wild Hunt's armour and a portal was just closing behind him. It was a small portal for just one man to pass through. It was a sneak attack on her.

"Thanks," Ciri replied with a smile.

Dobby nodded and held the elf closer to his face. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"

The elf started shuddering as soon as he felt a sense of ultimate superiority on a spiritual level from Dobby. He looked at his face and beard closely. He recognised him immediately from various sculptures of the Elf god in his world. "Forgive me, Elder Elf God. Forgive me... It was King Eredin's order."

Dobby threw the elf away and looked around because he sensed a few portals about to open. "They are coming. Stay close, Ciri. They're here for you, after all."

Ciri did stay close to him after seeing the elf shudder in fear by the mere gaze of Dobby. She had pure adoration for his power at the moment.

Alexander looked at the two smugly, ~Can she be the... ONE?~

As Dobby warned, the portals appeared and tall elves in armour came out of them.

"Let's fight in the open," Alexander commented and waved his hand. The cottage entirely disappeared from around them and they found themselves standing in the open land of the Isle of Mists.

Soon, the Wild Hunt surrounded them.

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