Avalon - The Divne Land of Magical Creatures!

"Incredible!" Circe finally giggled, her tone more enchanting than ever. "The Mad Arab is not so mad, I guess."

The Necronomicon over Yellow Seat shook at the remark.

"That would do." The Witch of Endor brought an end to the confrontation.

"Wonderful idea, Abdul," she said before eying Darcie. "Ordinary creatures can't find Avalon. However, those born and raised on the island itself can do so.

"Villanelle, before returning, let Darcie enter the fields. If she is… fated with one, then she can naturally take it with her."

Madam Villanelle nodded, slightly frowning.

Darcie, on the other hand, was stunned. Her mind went to her memories of the Phoenix, Dragon, Sphinx, and Griffin she had seen outside.

"Can I even have a Phoenix as my friend?" she asked innocently.

"Haha! If you share a fate with it, then why not?" Merlin said, laughing. "I remember one of the True Phoenix's young had taken an instant liking to Albus."

"You mean Fawkes, Professor Dumbledore's Phoenix?" Darcie blurted, not believing the creature she had heard so much about had such origins. Her father had mentioned Professor Dumbledore's great luck in possessing a Phoenix several times in the past.

"Hmm, that's the one," Merlin nodded.

"I think it's time you two returned," the Witch of Endor reminded. "Use the brooms. It would save you some time.

"If no magical creature approaches you, then don't be disheartened. It happens at the right time and age. Just focus on your studies. You can always try next time."

"Go, then," king Solomon commanded.

Darcie truly felt overwhelmed by all the things she had learned in such a brief time.

No one could deny that the scale of this information was just too over the top for a girl of her age. But if she had been an ordinary witch, then she would not have had the chance to come here, either.

Darcie gave a curtsy, as befitting her status and name.

"Thank you," she said, almost smiling. "Thank you for this opportunity."

This was her opportunity, indeed. The very Greatness existed at the end of this path, and she knew it.

"Good, as long as you understand," Circe giggled. "Don't forget to write to me. Remember, I am the best friend a lady like you can hope for in your teens."

"Seductress!" Abdul Alhazred spat.

"What did you say?!" Circe fumed.

"Let's go," Madam Villanelle said, grabbing Darcie's hand and bringing her away from the round table.

As they crossed the threshold, Darcie looked over her shoulder, eying the six veils of the mist of six colors, each representing a world-shaking figure.

And among them stood the Indigo Chair with its indigo mist, looking back at her in solitude; waiting for the day of her return.

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Darcie and Madam Villanelle walked side by side, passing under the engraved archway in front of the tower's entrance.

Darcie looked over her shoulder and reevaluated the otherworldly charm of the seven-colored lotus in the middle of the arch.

Never had she imagined that she would meet such figures before entering the tower. Nor had she known that the friends her mentor wanted to meet her didn't belong to this era.

As much as she loathed to just return to the mundane world, Darcie clearly felt a thrill bubbling in her heart, anticipating her meeting with the magical creature fated with her.

Darcie had never met one, but she truly wanted to have a Phoenix, if it was possible.

Not to mention the sheer powers and magical nature these creatures possessed, but they were also known to be the most loyal, becoming the best pet one could ever hope for.

Then there was the fact that Professor Dumbledore had one; the greatest wizard on earth.

How could Darcie, as much composed as she was, not let her thoughts run wild upon thinking about that, especially in this place, where myths cried majestically, becoming reality?

If not Phoenix, then a Qilin will work too, Darcie thought.

Suddenly, she realized that she indeed was having quite selfish thoughts, and that made her fluster in shame.

Her neck craned up, anyway.

Darcie could no longer see it, but she knew over those passing clouds somewhere, a giant white Qilin of unknown origins was watching everything with its starry eyes.

Madam Villanelle noticed her gaze and the brilliant glint in her poisonous green pupils.

The reincarnated Witch of Endor giggled elegantly.

"Even the six friends you met can't help but lower their heads in front of the white Qilin," she told her, not unkindly. "But it does have many descendants. One of the young ones might take a liking to you, perhaps."

"Really?" Darcie asked, her eyes sparkling.

"Sure, why not?" Madam Villanelle nodded. "We will go to them as a last measure if we can't find a suitable pet for you. The adult magical creatures would never choose to leave Avalon.

"They have already become too used to the rich Magic in this place. But they wouldn't mind sending their young ones with you if one of them is fated to do so."

"How will I know if I am fated with a particular magical creature?" Darcie asked, confused.

Madam Villanelle smiled at her. "You would know."

They kept walking on the cobbled path, approaching the palm tree little by little.

Chirp!

Even before they neared the tree, the cries of a chick entered Darcie's ears.

The True Phoenix had flown away, but its young was still here. Fated to her, Darcie prayed.

Madam Villanelle shook her head.

"It's not truly a hatchling, Darcie," she explained, smiling ruefully. "This one is the direct descendant of the True Phoenix, and from its looks, it seems it has recently undergone a rebirth. Come on. Your opportunity doesn't lie on this path. There's a vaster world awaiting you."

Darcie looked at her mentor and nodded. She gave a last look at the featherless chick and walked off with the older witch.

"How many creatures and different species are there in Avalon, mentor?" Darcie asked, after taking the right turn and advancing a hundred meters.

She had not forgotten Madam Villanelle's offhand remark that this mythical island was even larger than Great Britain in size.

The dark-skinned witch looked thoughtful, her silver-grayish eyes spinning from left to right.

"Hmm, it wouldn't be wrong to say that one can find most of magical species in the world here," she declared airily. "If there's a rare magical creature, that has existed in the past on earth, then Avalon has it as well."

'What?!' Darcie's eyes widened. 'How is this possible?'

Madam Villanelle noticed Darcie's astonishment.

"It looks impossible, but it isn't," she told her, smiling. "Avalon has always been known to be the Divine Land of the Magical Creatures.

"There are humans, goblins, vampires, house-elves, and many other races here, too. But we keep their population in check by sending a group of them out into the world once every century.

"The magical creatures, on the other hand, have created their own ecosystem, and don't require outside interference.

"When the need arises, the True Phoenix and the white Qilin take action by themselves.

"Avalon's dimensions aren't fixed, either. It can be expanded or shrunk as per the need anytime."

This was truly incomprehensible; a Divine Land indeed.

Nevertheless, there was another thing that unnerved Darcie a bit.

No matter how she looked at it, how she tossed and turned the facts she learned about Avalon, Darcie couldn't help but realize that it all felt like a preparation for…

… an impending apocalypse.

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