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127. Two Weeks

Author: Teowrits
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Emma had her father's powers so she could see through his Chaos magic. The little time she had spent with Terra had showed her how to break and see through illusions.

"It is all a trick Steve," Emma said in a sad tone. "That is not your brother."

"What?" Steve asked as he looked away from Grimkeeper.

"Your brother is here but he is not in prison or chained, Grimkeeper is just using your fears and bringing it to life," Emma revealed to him.

Grimkeeper's growl caught their attention. "I do not appreciate the fact that you are getting in my way, daughter. Even though I do this for your own good. Did Terra not show you your fate?"

Emma shook her head in disdain. "She only showed me the things that will happen if I let fear rule my heart. I have seen enough."

"Emma, I am saving you from heart break, you will outlive him, watch him die, there is immortality in your blood, daughter," Grimkeeper said.

"That maybe so, but it is my life and not yours, I think I understand why you are doing all
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