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“Amber of Upland, you are wise—and respectful. For that, know you are on the path to freedom… with the price.” Amber couldn’t think of a reply. She watched Mermaid eat, then picked up her own plate and began devouring the disguised peels. --- It was broad daylight, and Rhea sat in her room crying while Isis perched beside her, concerned for her daughter. “I don’t understand,” Rhea sniffed. “Why won’t he love me back? I rescued him. I’m beautiful.” “He will come around,” Isis assured her. “It’s not like he’s in love with anyone else.” Rhea remarked.

she said sarcastically. "Change your character again!" exclaimed Leon irritated. Eris really likes to fight. "I don't want to take orders from you!" exclaimed Claire. "Claire ... wake up!" "What happened?" asked Claire suddenly realizing. “I guess Athena's brain is filled with too much information and you can't help it. And now you are Eris, the goddess of strife. Better change your character now," said Leon. Claire quickly opened her digital screen and then pressed the character switch button. 'Sorry, the chance to change characters in this level is only twice per player. Characters are locked.'

She gripped her mother's hand, which surprised Helene, and shifted her gaze to her daughter, who was also clutching the doll's hands on the other. "Melpomene, Jasmine, and Mom. Together. Forever!" She then hummed a singsong melodic line before cheerfully clapping her hands. Helene smiled back as she combed her hand over Jasmine's hair.

“Where are those two?” Charlie woke with tears on her pillow. Her breathing was shallow while her heart still raced ahead, disguising the elusive threat of her remembered dream for crying to achingly. Her forgotten feelings and emotions made her cry anew. There within the grasp of her empty hands therein lie the ties for her ever-lasting love.

She stuttered with her hazel eyes gleaming with unshed tears. This had better be a bloody joke!

It was an absolute display of strength. ‘Mount Martialis, Forty-nine. I hope I win your heart back, and we’ll stay together forever!’ While she was in thought, she recalled his words during the tribulation. The elegant woman was none other than Thea, Timaeus Sect’s Saintess, who had quietly come to participate in the test.

“She might make decent entertainment. What say you, brother?” Phobos grins. “She’s a beauty. Especially in fear. Look how prettily she shakes. She cries so well.” And it’s true. I’m trembling, tears streaking my cheeks, barely able to hold onto the torch. “We could take our time. Feed her nightmares. Slowly drive her mad,” Deimos says, stepping closer. “Not just any mortal,” Phobos purrs. “She’s Uncle Hermes’ mate. She’ll last longer. And she’ll be leverage. He won’t risk losing her.”

“You couldn’t have seen that coming?” Merlos huffs as we all get to our feet, shaking off the mud and water. Merlos waves her hands returning her dress and hair to their pristine state. “What do you say we do this in style?” With a confident smirk on her face, Morrtemis steps forward as her deep, cocoa skin slowly turns into a violet crystal-like substance. The crystals continue to spread, replacing her hair and clothes until there’s nothing left but walking amethyst.

Without hesitation, Liam crouched and wrapped his arms around Theodore, who was still crying. "Hey, it's okay. I'm right here. Everything's going to be fine. Stop crying, little man." Reassured, Theodore pressed his lips together. His eyes were puffy from crying, tears blurring his sight. He whispered through his sobs, "T-Thank you." Then, he brushed the tears from his face. Liam grinned, his hand brushing the back of Theodore's head. "That's it. Now that's a little man."