Chapter 3. [Realization]

After waking up from this kidnapping, he finds himself in another wierd palace, like a throne room.

Surrounding this "Throne" is atleast 20 guards with white tipped headcaps with a "/\" symbol imprinted on the base of them, aswell as a black-haired, blue eyed goddess standing in front of them all.

She was a true beauty surrounded by all these ugly immigrants. Including Fynix.

"Is this the child of the so called 'Heroic' tales?" Asked the unknown beauty.

"Yes, it is! We caught him whining and crying in the forest yesterday."

"Good work. Guards... kill him immediately"

"Yes thank y-, wait wha-" Says the guard as his head is now rolling on the floor, decapitated from his body.

And Fynix to witness this murder, even if he has a 23 year old soul, he was still deeply surprised by the monstrous gore he just saw in front of him. All he could do was babble and burble. (Burble: sounds of gurgling)

The Goddess speaks up again: "Bring the baby to the quarters please. We need to do a checkup to see if hes the Herioc Tale."

"Yes maam!" Replies a gaurd in a black uniform quickly dashing towards a big door.

This door had a wierd imprint and glow shined upon it, there were symbols surrounding the door all around. And the guard quickly touches one of the symbols, and quickly says something close to: "Oh [???], the one from the legends, allow me to decipher thy code, and open a gap to all knowing knowledge! For I shall treat you with respect, courtesy, and passion."

The door quickly emits a white, blue, and purple light, slowly opening and revealing the inside of it. A pure black room with torches lit, it has a small little table in the middle with straps.

"Its alright little one, it wont hurt.. that much.." Laughs a gaurd as he takes little Fynix and straps him onto the table.

"Let us begin!" States the goddess, slowly walking into the room, "We shall see if he is the one."

A guard pull out a [???] and quickly stabs Fynix in the chest with it, causing him to cry out in pain, (more or less just shreaks of small baby crys.)

This [???] slowly started sucking Fynix's blood out of his wound, causing [???] to levitate into the air, and shoot out random words that rearrange themselves: "The one from the prophesy has been reborn, now, use the [???] to quickly make him whole." And the room goes dark again...

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