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“We have our own special lemons that shouldn’t have germs in them, but if you want me to boil it to reassure you I most certainly can.” Nyx said with a smile as she poured the juice into a pot and lit the stove.

“Huh, really? How did you grow like that?” Kevin asked curiously. Back in his village and other villages he went, people always boil any fruit juice to get rid of germs so he found it normal.

“We took lemon seeds from the castle to grow these trees.” Nyx said as she placed the pot on the stove so that the contents would boil. “They have their own special lemon trees there, and since Xander is the right hand man of the king, he gets a lot of things from there.”

“So it’s special lemons to the king? That’s so cool!” Young Kevin exclaimed with a smile. “Mama once looked after someone important and that person gave her some strange oranges; it smells nice and the insides are dark red!”

“Oh you mean a blood orange?” Nyx asked with a smile as she brought the pot of lemonade to a boil. “Mm, those are quite tasty. We get them from the south of the kingdom where they grow their biggest and juiciest, along with a lot of other fruit.”

“Oh? So that’s what it’s called. I just kinda called them living oranges because it looks like when people accidentally cut themselves.” Young Kevin replied with a smile. “I remember how one of my friends was trying to stop me from eating it because of that.”

Nyx couldn’t help but laugh at that one. “Oh, no, no, these oranges aren’t alive. No fruit is actually alive, Kevin.” She reassured him. “That is simply their colour, and it’s not actual blood inside of them.”

“I know.” Young Kevin places his hands behind him. “I showed it to my one of my friends and he started to freak out about it and tried to stop me from eating them! Kinda funny actually.” Kevin replied with a smile.

“Do what? Also who’s Opal? Is she also an important person?” Kevin asked as he tilted his head in confusion and curiosity. He wasn’t sure who she was. He didn’t mind meeting her.

“Ooo, alright! Also, is Phoenix another king from another kingdom?” Kevin asked. It seems that he is very curious about this other kingdom. He looked over to see how the lemon juice is doing.

“Nope. He is the kingdom of this kingdom.” Asher said. “My papa is his best friend which is why Opal and I are best friends. He goes to the castle a lot for meetings and so he took me with him to play with the princess.”

“Ooh! I see! Most of my friends are mostly in the same village I live, but some of them live close to the village or very, very far away from where I live. That’s why I was with my dragon; I was visiting friends as well as helping my mama help to deliver things to other villages.” Young Kevin pointed out with a smile. “Maybe we can meet her when I come back here?”

A lone wolf stands over top of a hill a gentle cold breeze flowing from behind him it looked like the wolf was trying to guide him “warrior stand up you have fought well ” he said while the sun gleans off his silver coat of fur

“… What do you want? The reason why I’m sparing you is that I have a memory of someone who respects wolves, so don’t push it.” The figure huffed. It was true; he had an urge to stab the wolf or have him run away from him because he wanted to be left alone, however, due to the mysterious past memory of whoever he was living with made him resist the urge to do that action.

Silver sighs then started to walk toward him “i am here to help you regain what you lost ” he said and stops just shy of a couple feet his fur looked like ice his eyes pure blue

“I do not need your help! I do not know where am I, all I remember was falling and landing into some water!” The figure snapped as his tail, that had white scale with the same mane colour as his hair, materialized. The figure realized that and he started to try keeping his composure and managed to make his tail fade away. “… This body damnit…” The figure huffed.

Silver smiled “well i had seen you falling from a great height and made the bank nearby break your fall you should be dead but now this is my domain” he said while the air and water freezes around them the ground itself froze

“Heh, I already knows ice magic. I piece though the ones who block my path… Gut the ones who would attack me… Suffocate the ones who tries to trap me…” The figure simply replies as he walks on the ice without slipping

“This isnt just magic its my very essence all ice and water i control” he said while walls of ice formed around the figure making the area around him into a maze while silver’s voice echeoed “then tell me your path whom are you fight for yourself ofare you fighting to protect ” he said

“… Heh, you want to know so badly about what I’m doing. Why should I tell you what I’m doing?” The figure taunted as he started to navigate through the maze. “I am fighting for nobody and I’m just wandering around this world. Is that your answer?”

The wolf shows his reflection to him in a part of the maze “if one sees a crying child alone on the side of the road does one stop to pick it up amd care for it or leave it to die” the wolf says to him his gaze unwavering toward his taunt

“I would be tempted to just leave it, give it spare food and money if I have any, direct the for the kid to go and be on my way…” The figure became a bit agitated. “… However, those damn memories would make me take the child with me and find it a nearby village for the orphanage in case there are bandits who want to sell the child, or if the child is close to wherever this body lives, I’ll just drop him there.”  

“So it seems your heart isnt all empty just separated “silver says just as each wall breaks showing him a single path toward the wolf “we have much to say but for now i kniw that we arnt enemies”

“Tsk. The main reason why I didn’t piece you is because of those damn memories, so don’t you dare take advantages with it or else I’ll just piece through you in a blink of an eye without hesitation.” The figure warned as he walked towards the where the wolf was.

The wolf looked over the horizon as the sun rose from the sky “my path leads you down toward the sun if you see fit you can kill me but i am just a reflection”

“Heh… As I said before; as much as I want to murder you, I can’t; those damn memories are an obstacle.” The figure huffed as he started to follow the path that was created for him.

Silver followed behind him until they meet up to seeing a large structure of ice “the real me is up at the top of the tower be warned if you wish to be rid of those memories it comes at a heavy price”

Silver watched as then stood in front of the door when it cleared from the figured the door was open a hollowied wail from the empty spiral staircase

The higher he climbed the staircase out of the windows he would seen clouds as then the top level leading into a large room full of carvings of the real silver as soon one statue moved and looked at him his form changing whole body fur gray as his dark blue eyes watched “ i suppose you came for me to wipe your mind as i have seen your inner battle between that body and your true one” he said his sheer size matched half of the room

“Heh, seems that way.” The figure replied as he jabbed the ripped flag onto the floor which broke a bit of the floor just so he can stretch his arm from holding the flag pole. “Hurry up and tell me what I’m supposed to do so I can stop having my mental conflict against some goodie too shoes of whoever this body belongs.”

“Well then lets start the battle of the mind” silver said just while his eyes glowed and chiming heard throughout the floor as his body separated before going inside of him a mark appearing over his head before it started to freeze the body yet on the floor three shadows appeared as silver was one of them “welcome to the mindscape this place where no damage is done to the body but the mind itself can shatter to be forgotten i will forseen this battle ”

The figure looked around at where he was and then the trio of wolves. “Yeah yeah, can we get a move on to see what all my memories are like and such so I know who and where those damn memories are from? I’ll decide what get’s forgotten and what’s not to get forgotten.” The figure replied as he crossed his arms as he looked at Silver.

“We have our own special lemons that shouldn’t have germs in them, but if you want me to boil it to reassure you I most certainly can.” Nyx said with a smile as she poured the juice into a pot and lit the stove.

“Huh, really? How did you grow like that?” Kevin asked curiously. Back in his village and other villages he went, people always boil any fruit juice to get rid of germs so he found it normal.

“We took lemon seeds from the castle to grow these trees.” Nyx said as she placed the pot on the stove so that the contents would boil. “They have their own special lemon trees there, and since Xander is the right hand man of the king, he gets a lot of things from there.”

“So it’s special lemons to the king? That’s so cool!” Young Kevin exclaimed with a smile. “Mama once looked after someone important and that person gave her some strange oranges; it smells nice and the insides are dark red!”

“Oh you mean a blood orange?” Nyx asked with a smile as she brought the pot of lemonade to a boil. “Mm, those are quite tasty. We get them from the south of the kingdom where they grow their biggest and juiciest, along with a lot of other fruit.”

“Oh? So that’s what it’s called. I just kinda called them living oranges because it looks like when people accidentally cut themselves.” Young Kevin replied with a smile. “I remember how one of my friends was trying to stop me from eating it because of that.”

Nyx couldn’t help but laugh at that one. “Oh, no, no, these oranges aren’t alive. No fruit is actually alive, Kevin.” She reassured him. “That is simply their colour, and it’s not actual blood inside of them.”

“I know.” Young Kevin places his hands behind him. “I showed it to my one of my friends and he started to freak out about it and tried to stop me from eating them! Kinda funny actually.” Kevin replied with a smile.

“Do what? Also who’s Opal? Is she also an important person?” Kevin asked as he tilted his head in confusion and curiosity. He wasn’t sure who she was. He didn’t mind meeting her.

“Ooo, alright! Also, is Phoenix another king from another kingdom?” Kevin asked. It seems that he is very curious about this other kingdom. He looked over to see how the lemon juice is doing.

“We have our own special lemons that shouldn’t have germs in them, but if you want me to boil it to reassure you I most certainly can.” Nyx said with a smile as she poured the juice into a pot and lit the stove.

“Huh, really? How did you grow like that?” Kevin asked curiously. Back in his village and other villages he went, people always boil any fruit juice to get rid of germs so he found it normal.

“We took lemon seeds from the castle to grow these trees.” Nyx said as she placed the pot on the stove so that the contents would boil. “They have their own special lemon trees there, and since Xander is the right hand man of the king, he gets a lot of things from there.”

“So it’s special lemons to the king? That’s so cool!” Young Kevin exclaimed with a smile. “Mama once looked after someone important and that person gave her some strange oranges; it smells nice and the insides are dark red!”

“Oh you mean a blood orange?” Nyx asked with a smile as she brought the pot of lemonade to a boil. “Mm, those are quite tasty. We get them from the south of the kingdom where they grow their biggest and juiciest, along with a lot of other fruit.”

“Oh? So that’s what it’s called. I just kinda called them living oranges because it looks like when people accidentally cut themselves.” Young Kevin replied with a smile. “I remember how one of my friends was trying to stop me from eating it because of that.”

Nyx couldn’t help but laugh at that one. “Oh, no, no, these oranges aren’t alive. No fruit is actually alive, Kevin.” She reassured him. “That is simply their colour, and it’s not actual blood inside of them.”

“I know.” Young Kevin places his hands behind him. “I showed it to my one of my friends and he started to freak out about it and tried to stop me from eating them! Kinda funny actually.” Kevin replied with a smile.

“Do what? Also who’s Opal? Is she also an important person?” Kevin asked as he tilted his head in confusion and curiosity. He wasn’t sure who she was. He didn’t mind meeting her.

A lone wolf stands over top of a hill a gentle cold breeze flowing from behind him it looked like the wolf was trying to guide him “warrior stand up you have fought well ” he said while the sun gleans off his silver coat of fur

“… What do you want? The reason why I’m sparing you is that I have a memory of someone who respects wolves, so don’t push it.” The figure huffed. It was true; he had an urge to stab the wolf or have him run away from him because he wanted to be left alone, however, due to the mysterious past memory of whoever he was living with made him resist the urge to do that action.

Silver sighs then started to walk toward him “i am here to help you regain what you lost ” he said and stops just shy of a couple feet his fur looked like ice his eyes pure blue

“I do not need your help! I do not know where am I, all I remember was falling and landing into some water!” The figure snapped as his tail, that had white scale with the same mane colour as his hair, materialized. The figure realized that and he started to try keeping his composure and managed to make his tail fade away. “… This body damnit…” The figure huffed.

Silver smiled “well i had seen you falling from a great height and made the bank nearby break your fall you should be dead but now this is my domain” he said while the air and water freezes around them the ground itself froze

“Heh, I already knows ice magic. I piece though the ones who block my path… Gut the ones who would attack me… Suffocate the ones who tries to trap me…” The figure simply replies as he walks on the ice without slipping

“This isnt just magic its my very essence all ice and water i control” he said while walls of ice formed around the figure making the area around him into a maze while silver’s voice echeoed “then tell me your path whom are you fight for yourself ofare you fighting to protect ” he said

“… Heh, you want to know so badly about what I’m doing. Why should I tell you what I’m doing?” The figure taunted as he started to navigate through the maze. “I am fighting for nobody and I’m just wandering around this world. Is that your answer?”

The wolf shows his reflection to him in a part of the maze “if one sees a crying child alone on the side of the road does one stop to pick it up amd care for it or leave it to die” the wolf says to him his gaze unwavering toward his taunt

“I would be tempted to just leave it, give it spare food and money if I have any, direct the for the kid to go and be on my way…” The figure became a bit agitated. “… However, those damn memories would make me take the child with me and find it a nearby village for the orphanage in case there are bandits who want to sell the child, or if the child is close to wherever this body lives, I’ll just drop him there.”  

“So it seems your heart isnt all empty just separated “silver says just as each wall breaks showing him a single path toward the wolf “we have much to say but for now i kniw that we arnt enemies”

“Tsk. The main reason why I didn’t piece you is because of those damn memories, so don’t you dare take advantages with it or else I’ll just piece through you in a blink of an eye without hesitation.” The figure warned as he walked towards the where the wolf was.

The wolf looked over the horizon as the sun rose from the sky “my path leads you down toward the sun if you see fit you can kill me but i am just a reflection”

“Heh… As I said before; as much as I want to murder you, I can’t; those damn memories are an obstacle.” The figure huffed as he started to follow the path that was created for him.

Silver followed behind him until they meet up to seeing a large structure of ice “the real me is up at the top of the tower be warned if you wish to be rid of those memories it comes at a heavy price”

Silver watched as then stood in front of the door when it cleared from the figured the door was open a hollowied wail from the empty spiral staircase

The higher he climbed the staircase out of the windows he would seen clouds as then the top level leading into a large room full of carvings of the real silver as soon one statue moved and looked at him his form changing whole body fur gray as his dark blue eyes watched “ i suppose you came for me to wipe your mind as i have seen your inner battle between that body and your true one” he said his sheer size matched half of the room

“Heh, seems that way.” The figure replied as he jabbed the ripped flag onto the floor which broke a bit of the floor just so he can stretch his arm from holding the flag pole. “Hurry up and tell me what I’m supposed to do so I can stop having my mental conflict against some goodie too shoes of whoever this body belongs.”

“We have our own special lemons that shouldn’t have germs in them, but if you want me to boil it to reassure you I most certainly can.” Nyx said with a smile as she poured the juice into a pot and lit the stove.

“Huh, really? How did you grow like that?” Kevin asked curiously. Back in his village and other villages he went, people always boil any fruit juice to get rid of germs so he found it normal.

“We took lemon seeds from the castle to grow these trees.” Nyx said as she placed the pot on the stove so that the contents would boil. “They have their own special lemon trees there, and since Xander is the right hand man of the king, he gets a lot of things from there.”

“So it’s special lemons to the king? That’s so cool!” Young Kevin exclaimed with a smile. “Mama once looked after someone important and that person gave her some strange oranges; it smells nice and the insides are dark red!”

“Oh you mean a blood orange?” Nyx asked with a smile as she brought the pot of lemonade to a boil. “Mm, those are quite tasty. We get them from the south of the kingdom where they grow their biggest and juiciest, along with a lot of other fruit.”

“Oh? So that’s what it’s called. I just kinda called them living oranges because it looks like when people accidentally cut themselves.” Young Kevin replied with a smile. “I remember how one of my friends was trying to stop me from eating it because of that.”

Nyx couldn’t help but laugh at that one. “Oh, no, no, these oranges aren’t alive. No fruit is actually alive, Kevin.” She reassured him. “That is simply their colour, and it’s not actual blood inside of them.”

“I know.” Young Kevin places his hands behind him. “I showed it to my one of my friends and he started to freak out about it and tried to stop me from eating them! Kinda funny actually.” Kevin replied with a smile.

A lone wolf stands over top of a hill a gentle cold breeze flowing from behind him it looked like the wolf was trying to guide him “warrior stand up you have fought well ” he said while the sun gleans off his silver coat of fur

“… What do you want? The reason why I’m sparing you is that I have a memory of someone who respects wolves, so don’t push it.” The figure huffed. It was true; he had an urge to stab the wolf or have him run away from him because he wanted to be left alone, however, due to the mysterious past memory of whoever he was living with made him resist the urge to do that action.

Silver sighs then started to walk toward him “i am here to help you regain what you lost ” he said and stops just shy of a couple feet his fur looked like ice his eyes pure blue

“I do not need your help! I do not know where am I, all I remember was falling and landing into some water!” The figure snapped as his tail, that had white scale with the same mane colour as his hair, materialized. The figure realized that and he started to try keeping his composure and managed to make his tail fade away. “… This body damnit…” The figure huffed.

Silver smiled “well i had seen you falling from a great height and made the bank nearby break your fall you should be dead but now this is my domain” he said while the air and water freezes around them the ground itself froze

“Heh, I already knows ice magic. I piece though the ones who block my path… Gut the ones who would attack me… Suffocate the ones who tries to trap me…” The figure simply replies as he walks on the ice without slipping

“This isnt just magic its my very essence all ice and water i control” he said while walls of ice formed around the figure making the area around him into a maze while silver’s voice echeoed “then tell me your path whom are you fight for yourself ofare you fighting to protect ” he said

“… Heh, you want to know so badly about what I’m doing. Why should I tell you what I’m doing?” The figure taunted as he started to navigate through the maze. “I am fighting for nobody and I’m just wandering around this world. Is that your answer?”

The wolf shows his reflection to him in a part of the maze “if one sees a crying child alone on the side of the road does one stop to pick it up amd care for it or leave it to die” the wolf says to him his gaze unwavering toward his taunt

“I would be tempted to just leave it, give it spare food and money if I have any, direct the for the kid to go and be on my way…” The figure became a bit agitated. “… However, those damn memories would make me take the child with me and find it a nearby village for the orphanage in case there are bandits who want to sell the child, or if the child is close to wherever this body lives, I’ll just drop him there.”  

“So it seems your heart isnt all empty just separated “silver says just as each wall breaks showing him a single path toward the wolf “we have much to say but for now i kniw that we arnt enemies”

“Tsk. The main reason why I didn’t piece you is because of those damn memories, so don’t you dare take advantages with it or else I’ll just piece through you in a blink of an eye without hesitation.” The figure warned as he walked towards the where the wolf was.

The wolf looked over the horizon as the sun rose from the sky “my path leads you down toward the sun if you see fit you can kill me but i am just a reflection”

“Heh… As I said before; as much as I want to murder you, I can’t; those damn memories are an obstacle.” The figure huffed as he started to follow the path that was created for him.

Silver followed behind him until they meet up to seeing a large structure of ice “the real me is up at the top of the tower be warned if you wish to be rid of those memories it comes at a heavy price”

Silver watched as then stood in front of the door when it cleared from the figured the door was open a hollowied wail from the empty spiral staircase

“We have our own special lemons that shouldn’t have germs in them, but if you want me to boil it to reassure you I most certainly can.” Nyx said with a smile as she poured the juice into a pot and lit the stove.

“Huh, really? How did you grow like that?” Kevin asked curiously. Back in his village and other villages he went, people always boil any fruit juice to get rid of germs so he found it normal.

“We took lemon seeds from the castle to grow these trees.” Nyx said as she placed the pot on the stove so that the contents would boil. “They have their own special lemon trees there, and since Xander is the right hand man of the king, he gets a lot of things from there.”

“So it’s special lemons to the king? That’s so cool!” Young Kevin exclaimed with a smile. “Mama once looked after someone important and that person gave her some strange oranges; it smells nice and the insides are dark red!”

“Oh you mean a blood orange?” Nyx asked with a smile as she brought the pot of lemonade to a boil. “Mm, those are quite tasty. We get them from the south of the kingdom where they grow their biggest and juiciest, along with a lot of other fruit.”

“Oh? So that’s what it’s called. I just kinda called them living oranges because it looks like when people accidentally cut themselves.” Young Kevin replied with a smile. “I remember how one of my friends was trying to stop me from eating it because of that.”