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Another usual day would lead for the adviser to wake up early in the morning, cleanse himself, dress in his royal attire, and awaken his master from her sleep to begin the day. 

Today made no difference, the brunette made his way down the hallways leading to Princess Kougyoku's dormitory. Creaking the door open he saw she had yet to awake, her body wrapped around the thick quilts. Usual. A sunny day it was outside, one wishing to flood into the room, so the man allowed the sunlight to enter, opening the shades of the windows blocking the view. He then turned to the sleeping princess hoping she would wake up easily. 

"Princess, it is time you wake up, a busy day awaits you," he informed as he watched her sleeping face. He didn't want to have to shook her awake, sounded far too troublesome.

4: “A Slap to the Face”

“If you want your family to stop trying to trade you off or shoving you around, you should make use of Vinea. Go at them with full force like you did with me in Sindria — screw the pretenses of being a “proper lady” — and do what it takes to force them to respect you. No-one’s going to pity a tragic, timid girl.

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//Oh my precious little kohai ~ My child ~ My bro ~ and my stripper I mean what but in all seriousness, we’re really close and I speak to her everyday. She’s actually a cutiepie even though she doesn’t agree with me beCAUSE SHE’S A SUPER HIGHSCHOOL LEVEL TSUNDERE LOLITA. But moving on, I think she really is a great person but she needs a little more confidence in herself. I want to someday see her proud and happy of herself. I want to see her put on a beautiful bright smile that’ll reflect the beautiful soul I know she has. She’s a great friend and I’m glad I got to know her more ~

Hakuryuu never liked the idea of moving houses.

That was a fact. Ever since his father and brothers died in a terrible accident, his mother had married his uncle and, now, they were living in the same house. It's not like he hated his uncle or anything like that not did he dislike his cousins. It was just that it was such a big hassle to move.

First of all, it was because he had to leave the home that he had for seventeen years. That house had so many irreplaceable memories there, the ones including his deceased father and two brothers, and it made it hard for Hakuryuu to just leave it all behind.

Second was that he had to leave his friends. Well, he didn't really have any close friends there, but, at least he had people to talk to. It would be difficult to go and start new relationships when he had just gotten ones now. Hakuryuu was really awkward with people after all. 

And last but not the least, he hated moving because he had to transfer schools. He could just imagine it. People would go and pester him about how he got his scar. They always do, not caring whether or not it triggered bad memories for him.

Hakuryuu sighed and looked at the clock. It says that he still had two hours left before school started. It was best that he used this the time wisely and prepare himself to go to school.

He woke up in the middle of the night in cold sweat. He didn't know where he was a t first but then he looked around and recognized that it was his room back in the Kou empire. He also noticed that there were tears running down from his eyes. Out of spite, the magi punched the table right beside his bed, resulting in to a loud cracking noise and a table split right in the middle. 'That shortie..' he thought. 'What did he do to me?' he couldn't stop the tears from from falling. His head hurt like two strong hands wringing his brain until it tears. He held on to the silken blankets that covered his lap and held on to them tight.

'Parents... huh?' 

The oracle then stepped away from his bed on to the balcony of his room. The moon is full now. It has been four days since he had the same dream every night. All because of that short blue haired kid that was always trouble. There were people from Al Thamen, a couple killed on the spot and a village destroyed and set on fire. Were the couple his parents? He wondered what could have changed if they were alive, if he wasn't a magi.

But it was his fate to be born into the world as a magi. 'F*ck destiny..' he thought, cringing at the fact that he is a magi. Cicadas started making their music and a few silent moments later, the magi started laughing hysterically. That's how it started at first, but in the end, it became a loud wail.. a cry for help that sadly, no one can hear. Yes, he knew that people would hear his cry, but no one would be there to help him.. no one.

He dropped to the floor, his back, leaning on the frame of the window, his eyes, blank and dead with emotions as he stared at the bright moon, being covered with the shadow of the Earth. The shadow of reality.

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