As I scanned my surroundings,
I noticed a mix of familiar and unfamiliar faces. Liam, Edward, Henry, Ruby... and then I saw Clara.
Something was different about her; she was missing a leg.
But more importantly, she exuded an aura of primordial fire.
It had been quite some time since I last saw her, and evidently, a lot had changed in that brief span.
and I couldn't help but gaze at Clara's hand. To my surprise, I discovered that she had ascended to the status of a Semi-Mythical class blessed. Her soul is also, different from before rather complete…
on the other side, a distugting lump of tentacles…
"Am I supposed to consider this sh-t a Mythical entity?"
[That's the rule The Zero bestowed upon us]
"Still Guardian of the Story is a good title he provided me with for the moment,"
[You know the meaning behind it yet you're still in denial]
…
F'Dolphin sound'ck…