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Re: The tale of a cursed dragon (Alexia)
Jezebel laughed as she took steps forward to Alexia, suddenly holding her in a tight hug while patting her on the back, "Oh, don't worry so much about disappointing me. You'll be coming right back here if you succeed, and if you don't... Well, you won't be coming back." she said with a malicious, almost cheerful tone of voice. And the last thing Alexia saw, was Jezebel's unique smile, before the strange watery black reached up from the ground, and engulfed them both in an instant.
After going through that similar feeling of being in some kind of slumber, or a coma, only much more lesser in duration and intensity, suddenly color, and light arrived before Alexia's eyes. Alexia found herself standing in a very similar setting as before, in the middle of the open, green forest, with the sun over her head. Alexia also found that a collection of half a dozen strange little girls in witch's clothing surrounded her, and each seemed to be concentrated on a powerful spell. That is, until they realized Alexia had arrived, with Jezebel apparently gone.
"Ah! It worked!" announced one of the small girls, "We've summoned a powerful demon!" After her announcement, each of the small witches made a bow to Alexia, showing a respect deserving of a great leader, while the apparent lead began a speech, "Oh, great and mighty demon! Under the orders of the Dark Lady, we are instructed to bring down, and rape the soul of the owner of this tower!" she told Alexia, the tower of mention being the one just behind Alexia, which seemed to belong to someone powerful, given how much magical tension Alexia could feel from the very structure. "And we beg for your assistance! For she is powerful, too powerful for us, but not powerful enough for your majesty!" she complimented Alexia, sounding very mature for such a childish appearance.
"We offer many souls in trade for your eminence's assistance! Will you help us?" she implored Alexia, still maintaining her bow, and not daring to look up at a higher being.
"So over-dramatic..." Alexia hears Jezebel in her mind, "They never just say, 'hi', instead they talk your ear off."
Jezebel laughed as she took steps forward to Alexia, suddenly holding her in a tight hug while patting her on the back, "Oh, don't worry so much about disappointing me. You'll be coming right back here if you succeed, and if you don't... Well, you won't be coming back." she said with a malicious, almost cheerful tone of voice. And the last thing Alexia saw, was Jezebel's unique smile, before the strange watery black reached up from the ground, and engulfed them both in an instant.
After going through that similar feeling of being in some kind of slumber, or a coma, only much more lesser in duration and intensity, suddenly color, and light arrived before Alexia's eyes. Alexia found herself standing in a very similar setting as before, in the middle of the open, green forest, with the sun over her head. Alexia also found that a collection of half a dozen strange little girls in witch's clothing surrounded her, and each seemed to be concentrated on a powerful spell. That is, until they realized Alexia had arrived, with Jezebel apparently gone.
"Ah! It worked!" announced one of the small girls, "We've summoned a powerful demon!" After her announcement, each of the small witches made a bow to Alexia, showing a respect deserving of a great leader, while the apparent lead began a speech, "Oh, great and mighty demon! Under the orders of the Dark Lady, we are instructed to bring down, and rape the soul of the owner of this tower!" she told Alexia, the tower of mention being the one just behind Alexia, which seemed to belong to someone powerful, given how much magical tension Alexia could feel from the very structure. "And we beg for your assistance! For she is powerful, too powerful for us, but not powerful enough for your majesty!" she complimented Alexia, sounding very mature for such a childish appearance.
"We offer many souls in trade for your eminence's assistance! Will you help us?" she implored Alexia, still maintaining her bow, and not daring to look up at a higher being.
"So over-dramatic..." Alexia hears Jezebel in her mind, "They never just say, 'hi', instead they talk your ear off."
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