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#MAGIC
#COMEDY
#SURVIVAL
#VILLAIN
#SWEETLOVE
#FATE
#HEALING
#DETAILED
#FRIENDSTOLOVERS
#BABY

Elusive Miracle

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________

Metztli_Night · Fantasia
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163 Chs
#MAGIC
#COMEDY
#SURVIVAL
#VILLAIN
#SWEETLOVE
#FATE
#HEALING
#DETAILED
#FRIENDSTOLOVERS
#BABY

V5 Chapter 93 Breaking In 2/2

Darzirak stared at Little One as he thought of the many ways to sneak past those guards to get to Philomel. Darzirak soon came to realize that there was no possible way to sneak past those guards while remaining in line sight of Philomel and even if he did find out it was extremely risky. Little One was a baby, he could cry suddenly for no reason at all. There was only one option left and that was to use his own magic to settle it.

" Baby, I don't like you and you probably don't even understand what is like but you have driven me into a corner for real this time. I am going to do shadow teleport and you are going to sit here. Not pull my ears or paws or any other part of my body, no crying, no peeing, and definitely no doing number 2. Okay? You did that the last time when I tried to do shadow teleport and it wasn't pleasant. Okay? That time you were lucky that the little deer knew how to change a nappy and had a nappy. I can't say the same for me and I will definitely leave you here in that dirty nappy. Understand? "

Darzirak questioned as he points at Little One with his ear. Little One immediately grab and pulled the ear. Squealing in delight when Darzirak pulled back the ear and Little One immediately let go, making his ear snap back like a rubber band and hit Darzirak in his left eye. Darzirak wailed in pain as he quickly turns his head away from Little One and held his eye.

" Who there?! "

One of the Entrance guards questioned as both guards armed themselves and slowly approach the bush that Darzirak was hiding in. Immediately Darzirak took this opportunity, stretching his legs out and creating movement in a different part of the bush while he dash between one guard's legs. The guard's eyes were so focused on that different part of the bush that they didn't notice Darzirak zooming past them.

Darzirak ran past Philomel and didn't stop until he was deep within the Mansion and then dive to hide behind the curtains. Philomel could only run after Darzirak and hide alongside him.

" Why did you choose to hide here?"

Philomel's voice echoed through the metal helmet making her question herself if she was talking out loud or thinking it. Since the words pounded right back into her skull.

" *Panting* Panting* Because... *Panting* I couldn't find... *Panting* a *swallows hard* darker hiding spot."

Darzirak let out a huge sigh of relief as he drops onto his belly and rested on the ground. Little One noticing that one of Darzirak's legs was longer than the other, decided to pull on it. Darzirak ignored the happy baby and the feeling of his leg becoming longer with each pull.

Philomel was unable to clearly see through the slits of the helmet but could hear Little One making noise. Quickly grab the baby before someone hears the child, accidentally grabbing Darzirak along with him and cradling both in her arms. Darzirak frowned at Philomel holding him upside down as his dangling head swayed along with Philomel's moments while she bounced the baby. Making him feel like a shaken, not stirred Martini.

" Enough of this."

Darzirak whined as he turns back to liquid form and slip from Philomel's grip.

" You stay here and keep that baby quiet while I scout around and find that treasury."

Darzirak informed as he flows from under the curtains and into the hallway, keeping toward the shadows. Philomel nodded in reply to Darzirak, unable to notice that he was already gone with the helmet on her head. It was almost instant when Darzirak came back.

" I saw through the shadows and found everything we need to know. The shadows here really hate these people and would love to help us. I'll be needing the amour you're wearing."

Darzirak informs as he slips the helmet off Philomel's head, revealing her ponytail which went flowing down her back.

" Why would you need the amour?"

Philomel questioned as Darzirak's body had turned into liquid and slipped between Philomel's body and the amour.

" Because I'm Joey."

Darzirak's voice changed completely into a deeper smooth hunky voice as he stood in front of her with the armor on.

" Pretty sure that knight didn't sound like that but okay."

She shrugged, willing to follow Darzirak's plan but not really convinced.

" I am Joey. I am Joey. I am Joey."

Darzirak repeated each time his voice went a pitch higher or lower.

" Your eyes... it glows through the helmet... and that doesn't sound like him at all."

Philomel pointed at Darzirak's eyes through the visor of the helmet.

" Ok, I need the baby then."

" You sure you know what you're doing?"

Philomel asked again this time sounding more uncertain as she gives Little One her glove and pass him to Darzirak.

" Shut it I'm zero percent sure which is why we must test it out."

Darzirak snapped with much confidence even though his words said the complete opposite. Darzirak then opens up his helmet and places the helmet on Little One. Darzirak's body filled up the loose areas between the baby and the helmet until the baby's eyes were perfectly aligned with Philomel's sight.

" Oh, now it's looking much better. Just the voice now... maybe don't talk?"

" Meh, I'll just say I have a cold then."

Darzirak shrugged as he pulled back the curtain and stepped out. Since Darzirak was turned away from Philomel and Little One couldn't see her at all began to whine.

" Oh, right. "

Darzirak muttered as his ear covers the side of the visor making a small Philomel shape at the bottom of the visor.

" Look, baby, it's Fil-low-melon."

Darzirak purposely missed pronouncing Philomel's name which made Philomel pout.

" She's walking in the dark so you can only see her silhouette."

Darzirak grinned as he taps at the silhouette. Little One stared at the silhouette, he was confused for a while but he eventually relaxed.

" Oh, good job A-rie- book rack."

Philomel teased back as she patted him on the shoulder. Now it was Darzirak's turn to pout.

" Let me guess you're doing this, to make it easier for us to sneak past every and have a good distraction if we are caught?

Philomel asked as she did some warm-up stretches and adjusted her dress between yawns.

" That's the idea, I suggest that you lead the way but stay close to me, so I can tell you where to go and what's coming. That way I can copy your sneaking form if I screw up. I'll just pose a Joey. "

Darzirak informs with his head held high, extremely proud of the plan, even though it wasn't his plan, but the plan of the combined help of all nearby shadows.

" That's a good plan."

Philomel said with a nod, acknowledging Darzirak's usefulness but knowing better than to admit it out loud.

" Thank you. Now let's hop to it. Down this way."

Darzirak instructed with a point and follows Philomel closely behind.

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