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A little bit of heaven-ch11(final)A little bit of heaven-ch11(final) by silverwolfygirl2
Epilogue: New Beginnings
Derek’s stare was almost void of emotion. The soft light the orb on his lap emitted, illuminated his face in the darkness of the cell. Still you’d have to be a fool not to notice the wet glimmer in his eyes, the way his jaw had tightened and how his hands that
held the magical item shook lightly.
Etna was no fool.
“Well?” she asked from the open door she was standing.
Derek hesitated for a moment.
“He looks…happy” his voice seemed to waver between relief and bitterness.
The moving pictures inside the orb showed an older man that looked a lot like Derek. The scenery behind him was constantly changing and so did the people that surrounded him. But a couple of figures remained.
A smiling woman that held his hand and kissed him under a tree. She gave him a spoon of food to taste inside a small kitchen later on. She hugged him close to her chest in a warm bed during a cold night.
Two energetic smaller humans dragged him arou
A little bit of heaven-ch10A little bit of heaven-ch10 by silverwolfygirl2
Flonne had that feeling again, as if she was swimming, no..more like sinking slowly into a numb void. She felt her consciousness like a heavy rock, sinking under a mental surface and somehow emerging again only to drown once more in an endless circle. Empty dreams and reality merged together.
When the young girl opened her eyes, it took her a good while to realize that they were no longer shut, that she was no longer asleep.
Flonne frowned at the sight above her. Since when was the sky completely white? And with tons of little decorative bat wings on its surface?
Oh. That’s just a ceiling, Flonne realized. Judging from the tacky taste, she must have been somewhere in the palace. She felt a soft mattress against her back. Her head rested comfortably on a puffy pillow. Looking around she noticed a bunch of other beds.
It must be the infirmary she thought.
Her gaze finally stopped on the chair that was very close to her own bed. A certain young Overlord sat there with his
Reborn-ch3:Art thou truly just a brat?Reborn-ch3:Art thou truly just a brat? by silverwolfygirl2
small WARNING: creepiness in this chapter
Crazy masters aren't such a rare phenomenon. I'd say sane ones is the minority of wizards actually. One way or another, humans who summon us are crazy. Or they become eventually. Most common case is crazy on power. They act like spoiled, little brats on steroids. They fight with each other on this huge playground called world, arguing whose toy is the better one, whose castle is the greatest, whose achievements are the most glorious ones.
And there's a big problem with all this fuss. They're cowards who would gladly hide behind mommy's skirt if they could, and exactly cause they're spoiled, they won't take no, or "to go against an army of a thousand utukus alone master will be suicide because even a brilliant djinni such as myself will have trouble killing all of them "
They push their little toys, that being us poor fragile spirits, too hard against each other, with absolute no ca