Chapter 158
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"It was a few days before your third birthday that I went out to procure a birthday present for you," Vivian started.
Dominique recalled hazy memories. They came in bits and pieces. The memories had been long forgotten by him. At least, he thought they had been.
They had long been shoved to the recesses of his mind, as he'd been unwilling to think back about the happier days, before his mother had supposedly abandoned him and his father.
He'd never understood why his father seemed to recede into himself after she went missing. It wasn't like he didn't miss her too.
It was only when he heard some poisonous whispers from a few outer sect disciples that his original thinking eventually warped.
Now that he thought about it, hadn't those outer sect disciples been harshly dealt with and executed?
"I was in Yraii City looking for something to bring back to you, when I chanced upon a quaint shop. The people inside were friendly, and they didn't give off any negative feelings whatsoever. I should have known. What kind of humans didn't smell like much?
Anyway, I did eventually find something for you, and I bought it from that shop. I was leaving for the teleportation array when two people started following me.
I didn't think anything of it. After all, they were only equivalent to the fourth rank, and nothing I wouldn't be able to handle. Instead, if they were coveting my beauty or trying to harm the sect in any way, I would summarily take care of them.
So, I didn't use the teleportation array to head back to the sect. That was my mistake.
In my arrogance, I headed out of the city, purposely travelling normally towards the opposite direction from the sect.
But they didn't reveal themselves. They disappeared after realizing that there were no other beings around us.
I still don't know how they did it. It was as if they vanished into thin air. There were no magic fluctuations, nor signs of an array being used. One minute they were there, the next they were gone.
So, I headed back to the sect.
That was my mistake. Somehow, they'd managed to latch onto me without my realization, so I ended up bringing two people through the array. I still have no idea why they weren't torn on the spot, but no one even realized they were there in the first place.
It was the day before your third birthday that they finally made their move. The second they started; you were in the room with me.
Do you remember? I was playing with you halfway before I had to suddenly leave the room.
I managed to send myself out of the sect, but it cost a lot of my magic.
I ended up in a place without anyone else there, just the two perpetrators that had been waiting patiently."
Vivian paused from her recollection of the time, gauging her kit's expressions, but his face was a steel wall to her. Vivian's heart squeezed. Her kit's expressions at this time was so similar to her husband's that she missed him even more.
She wanted to see Dorian so badly, now that she'd seen her kit. The two looked so much like each other that she had to stop briefly to collect herself.
It had been so many long, lonely years.
She'd been trapped here for so long that she had long since stopped counting the days. The sun never set, and the days started bleeding together, blending together.
The only reason why she hadn't lost her sanity in this place was her constant recollection of the memories of her kit and her husband.
Yet, when her kit had appeared before her, so grown up, she lost all the words she wanted to spill out, only being able to clumsily retell the story before she disappeared from the original realm.
Vivian drew a symbol for them.
It was the symbolic shape of a bird with its wings spread open. The bird was pierced through with a sword.
It wasn't a symbol that any of them had seen before Vivian drew it, but Alec committed it to memory.
"This is the symbol of the two men that managed to subdue me. I've thought about it a lot over these numerous years, but I have no idea how they managed to produce something that was able to subdue me for a period of time.
They used something like a crossbow, but the back of the bolt broke off after it managed to embed itself.
It felt like my magic was being sucked uncontrollably into the bolt shaft, being released back into the air.
When it was happening, I wasn't able to use any magic to defend myself at all, whether it was interior or exterior.
The two were able to deal with me since I didn't have my magic, despite me managing to kill one of them and severely injuring the other.
The one that I severely injured threw me into Gorgestar Canyon, where I ended up slipping here into the crack between realms.
I still don't know whether or not that was within their predictions, but I can only think of it as something premeditated. Whether they were hoping for my murder or something else, I still don't know.
The original crack between realms had been very strange. The sky there was blood red, and there had barely been anything that lived there.
It wasn't until a monster horde that a Vampiric Willow came out of the ground, allowing me to escape under."
Vivian talked about her experiences like it wasn't her that went through it, but like she was telling someone else's story. Maybe she had disconnected herself from the emotions after all this time, or maybe she had just been so exhausted by her memories that the strong emotions behind them had worn away from time.
But Dominique was shaken.
Alec could tell, because Dominique's eyes were locked onto his instead. He was very obviously avoiding looking at his mother.
…He was scared.
Even Dominique, who generally didn't have any holes to take advantage of was shaken.
Vivian's disappearance from his life was what had truly triggered the change in his previous mentality, and the ostracization from the elders had been what pushed him close to the edge. The final nail in the coffin had been Dorian's indifference to his son's struggles, causing the Sin to lock away majority of his emotions.
Dominique hadn't always been so stoic, but circumstance had shaped him that way.
There was something about Vivian's voice that was very convincing. Alec likened it to her sincerity that rang in her words.
"I found a little puddle of Obsidian Aqua, and when I touched it, I disappeared and found myself here.
But I wasn't able to get out, no matter where I looked for it. The only thing I can think of is that there's a time constraint on the link between the two cracks between realms, but I haven't been able to find it.
I can't leave this place."
There was a long pause of silence as everyone digested the words that Vivian had been conveying to them, each of them thinking about various things. Vivian spoke with quiet certainty, her words ringing in the silence.
Vivian seemed like to take a load off her back after she was finally able to tell someone else her story. It had likely been weighing heavily on her the entire time, without a single other soul here that was able to converse with her.
At last, it was Dominique that spoke up and not anyone else.
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Vivian seemed to have understood what her son meant, since she pulled out a little ball, placing it on the table.
The ball was able to change colours, and it was able to change sizes as well.
Three-year-old Dominique would have loved it.
Dominique reached forward and took the ball off the table. His eyes trembled briefly before calming down. "I believe you."
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"It was a few days before your third birthday that I went out to procure a birthday present for you," Vivian started.
Dominique recalled hazy memories. They came in bits and pieces. The memories had been long forgotten by him. At least, he thought they had been.
They had long been shoved to the recesses of his mind, as he'd been unwilling to think back about the happier days, before his mother had supposedly abandoned him and his father.
He'd never understood why his father seemed to recede into himself after she went missing. It wasn't like he didn't miss her too.
It was only when he heard some poisonous whispers from a few outer sect disciples that his original thinking eventually warped.
Now that he thought about it, hadn't those outer sect disciples been harshly dealt with and executed?
"I was in Yraii City looking for something to bring back to you, when I chanced upon a quaint shop. The people inside were friendly, and they didn't give off any negative feelings whatsoever. I should have known. What kind of humans didn't smell like much?
Anyway, I did eventually find something for you, and I bought it from that shop. I was leaving for the teleportation array when two people started following me.
I didn't think anything of it. After all, they were only equivalent to the fourth rank, and nothing I wouldn't be able to handle. Instead, if they were coveting my beauty or trying to harm the sect in any way, I would summarily take care of them.
So, I didn't use the teleportation array to head back to the sect. That was my mistake.
In my arrogance, I headed out of the city, purposely travelling normally towards the opposite direction from the sect.
But they didn't reveal themselves. They disappeared after realizing that there were no other beings around us.
I still don't know how they did it. It was as if they vanished into thin air. There were no magic fluctuations, nor signs of an array being used. One minute they were there, the next they were gone.
So, I headed back to the sect.
That was my mistake. Somehow, they'd managed to latch onto me without my realization, so I ended up bringing two people through the array. I still have no idea why they weren't torn on the spot, but no one even realized they were there in the first place.
It was the day before your third birthday that they finally made their move. The second they started; you were in the room with me.
Do you remember? I was playing with you halfway before I had to suddenly leave the room.
I managed to send myself out of the sect, but it cost a lot of my magic.
I ended up in a place without anyone else there, just the two perpetrators that had been waiting patiently."
Vivian paused from her recollection of the time, gauging her kit's expressions, but his face was a steel wall to her. Vivian's heart squeezed. Her kit's expressions at this time was so similar to her husband's that she missed him even more.
She wanted to see Dorian so badly, now that she'd seen her kit. The two looked so much like each other that she had to stop briefly to collect herself.
It had been so many long, lonely years.
She'd been trapped here for so long that she had long since stopped counting the days. The sun never set, and the days started bleeding together, blending together.
The only reason why she hadn't lost her sanity in this place was her constant recollection of the memories of her kit and her husband.
Yet, when her kit had appeared before her, so grown up, she lost all the words she wanted to spill out, only being able to clumsily retell the story before she disappeared from the original realm.
Vivian drew a symbol for them.
It was the symbolic shape of a bird with its wings spread open. The bird was pierced through with a sword.
It wasn't a symbol that any of them had seen before Vivian drew it, but Alec committed it to memory.
"This is the symbol of the two men that managed to subdue me. I've thought about it a lot over these numerous years, but I have no idea how they managed to produce something that was able to subdue me for a period of time.
They used something like a crossbow, but the back of the bolt broke off after it managed to embed itself.
It felt like my magic was being sucked uncontrollably into the bolt shaft, being released back into the air.
When it was happening, I wasn't able to use any magic to defend myself at all, whether it was interior or exterior.
The two were able to deal with me since I didn't have my magic, despite me managing to kill one of them and severely injuring the other.
The one that I severely injured threw me into Gorgestar Canyon, where I ended up slipping here into the crack between realms.
I still don't know whether or not that was within their predictions, but I can only think of it as something premeditated. Whether they were hoping for my murder or something else, I still don't know.
The original crack between realms had been very strange. The sky there was blood red, and there had barely been anything that lived there.
It wasn't until a monster horde that a Vampiric Willow came out of the ground, allowing me to escape under."
Vivian talked about her experiences like it wasn't her that went through it, but like she was telling someone else's story. Maybe she had disconnected herself from the emotions after all this time, or maybe she had just been so exhausted by her memories that the strong emotions behind them had worn away from time.
But Dominique was shaken.
Alec could tell, because Dominique's eyes were locked onto his instead. He was very obviously avoiding looking at his mother.
…He was scared.
Even Dominique, who generally didn't have any holes to take advantage of was shaken.
Vivian's disappearance from his life was what had truly triggered the change in his previous mentality, and the ostracization from the elders had been what pushed him close to the edge. The final nail in the coffin had been Dorian's indifference to his son's struggles, causing the Sin to lock away majority of his emotions.
Dominique hadn't always been so stoic, but circumstance had shaped him that way.
There was something about Vivian's voice that was very convincing. Alec likened it to her sincerity that rang in her words.
"I found a little puddle of Obsidian Aqua, and when I touched it, I disappeared and found myself here.
But I wasn't able to get out, no matter where I looked for it. The only thing I can think of is that there's a time constraint on the link between the two cracks between realms, but I haven't been able to find it.
I can't leave this place."
There was a long pause of silence as everyone digested the words that Vivian had been conveying to them, each of them thinking about various things. Vivian spoke with quiet certainty, her words ringing in the silence.
Vivian seemed like to take a load off her back after she was finally able to tell someone else her story. It had likely been weighing heavily on her the entire time, without a single other soul here that was able to converse with her.
At last, it was Dominique that spoke up and not anyone else.
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Vivian seemed to have understood what her son meant, since she pulled out a little ball, placing it on the table.
The ball was able to change colours, and it was able to change sizes as well.
Three-year-old Dominique would have loved it.
Dominique reached forward and took the ball off the table. His eyes trembled briefly before calming down. "I believe you."
"It was a few days before your third birthday that I went out to procure a birthday present for you," Vivian started. Dominique recalled hazy memories. They came in bits and pieces. The memories had been long forgotten by him. At least, he thought they had been. They had long been shoved to the recesses of his mind, as he'd been unwilling to think back about the happier days, before his mother had supposedly abandoned him and his father. He'd never understood why his father seemed to recede into himself after she went missing. It wasn't like he didn't miss her too. It was only when he heard some poisonous whispers from a few outer sect disciples that his original thinking eventually warped. Now that he thought about it, hadn't those outer sect disciples been harshly dealt with and executed? "I was in Yraii City looking for something to bring back to you, when I chanced upon a quaint shop. The people inside were friendly, and they didn't give off any negative feelings whatsoever. I should have known. What kind of humans didn't smell like much? Anyway, I did eventually find something for you, and I bought it from that shop. I was leaving for the teleportation array when two people started following me. I didn't think anything of it. After all, they were only equivalent to the fourth rank, and nothing I wouldn't be able to handle. Instead, if they were coveting my beauty or trying to harm the sect in any way, I would summarily take care of them. So, I didn't use the teleportation array to head back to the sect. That was my mistake. In my arrogance, I headed out of the city, purposely travelling normally towards the opposite direction from the sect. But they didn't reveal themselves. They disappeared after realizing that there were no other beings around us. I still don't know how they did it. It was as if they vanished into thin air. There were no magic fluctuations, nor signs of an array being used. One minute they were there, the next they were gone. So, I headed back to the sect. That was my mistake. Somehow, they'd managed to latch onto me without my realization, so I ended up bringing two people through the array. I still have no idea why they weren't torn on the spot, but no one even realized they were there in the first place. It was the day before your third birthday that they finally made their move. The second they started; you were in the room with me. Do you remember? I was playing with you halfway before I had to suddenly leave the room. I managed to send myself out of the sect, but it cost a lot of my magic. I ended up in a place without anyone else there, just the two perpetrators that had been waiting patiently." Vivian paused from her recollection of the time, gauging her kit's expressions, but his face was a steel wall to her. Vivian's heart squeezed. Her kit's expressions at this time was so similar to her husband's that she missed him even more. She wanted to see Dorian so badly, now that she'd seen her kit. The two looked so much like each other that she had to stop briefly to collect herself. It had been so many long, lonely years. She'd been trapped here for so long that she had long since stopped counting the days. The sun never set, and the days started bleeding together, blending together. The only reason why she hadn't lost her sanity in this place was her constant recollection of the memories of her kit and her husband. Yet, when her kit had appeared before her, so grown up, she lost all the words she wanted to spill out, only being able to clumsily retell the story before she disappeared from the original realm. Vivian drew a symbol for them. It was the symbolic shape of a bird with its wings spread open. The bird was pierced through with a sword. It wasn't a symbol that any of them had seen before Vivian drew it, but Alec committed it to memory. "This is the symbol of the two men that managed to subdue me. I've thought about it a lot over these numerous years, but I have no idea how they managed to produce something that was able to subdue me for a period of time. They used something like a crossbow, but the back of the bolt broke off after it managed to embed itself. It felt like my magic was being sucked uncontrollably into the bolt shaft, being released back into the air. When it was happening, I wasn't able to use any magic to defend myself at all, whether it was interior or exterior. The two were able to deal with me since I didn't have my magic, despite me managing to kill one of them and severely injuring the other. The one that I severely injured threw me into Gorgestar Canyon, where I ended up slipping here into the crack between realms. I still don't know whether or not that was within their predictions, but I can only think of it as something premeditated. Whether they were hoping for my murder or something else, I still don't know. The original crack between realms had been very strange. The sky there was blood red, and there had barely been anything that lived there. It wasn't until a monster horde that a Vampiric Willow came out of the ground, allowing me to escape under." Vivian talked about her experiences like it wasn't her that went through it, but like she was telling someone else's story. Maybe she had disconnected herself from the emotions after all this time, or maybe she had just been so exhausted by her memories that the strong emotions behind them had worn away from time. But Dominique was shaken. Alec could tell, because Dominique's eyes were locked onto his instead. He was very obviously avoiding looking at his mother. He was scared. Even Dominique, who generally didn't have any holes to take advantage of was shaken. Vivian's disappearance from his life was what had truly triggered the change in his previous mentality, and the ostracization from the elders had been what pushed him close to the edge. The final nail in the coffin had been Dorian's indifference to his son's struggles, causing the Sin to lock away majority of his emotions. Dominique hadn't always been so stoic, but circumstance had shaped him that way. There was something about Vivian's voice that was very convincing. Alec likened it to her sincerity that rang in her words. "I found a little puddle of Obsidian Aqua, and when I touched it, I disappeared and found myself here. But I wasn't able to get out, no matter where I looked for it. The only thing I can think of is that there's a time constraint on the link between the two cracks between realms, but I haven't been able to find it. I can't leave this place." There was a long pause of silence as everyone digested the words that Vivian had been conveying to them, each of them thinking about various things. Vivian spoke with quiet certainty, her words ringing in the silence. Vivian seemed like to take a load off her back after she was finally able to tell someone else her story. It had likely been weighing heavily on her the entire time, without a single other soul here that was able to converse with her. At last, it was Dominique that spoke up and not anyone else. "Where is it?" Find authorized novels in Webnovelfaster updates, better experiencePlease click www.webnovel.com for visiting. Vivian seemed to have understood what her son meant, since she pulled out a little ball, placing it on the table. The ball was able to change colours, and it was able to change sizes as well. Three-year-old Dominique would have loved it. Dominique reached forward and took the ball off the table. His eyes trembled briefly before calming down. "I believe you."
