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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/11/2022 22:06                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓬𝔂 𝓥𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓷

Mercy was once again on the woman's tail, not deigning to slip. She dared not fall behind or show weakness. As she had expected, this was a subtle but cutthroat test. Or perhaps she was overthinking it, but observance always has its perks over ignorance.

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/11/2022 22:08                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

"...dead sister?" Theo asked, not really meaning to say it outloud. He backed a step away, watching the scene unfold. Woah- Okay. Fine. Perfectly...normal? He stepped back a bit, before hesitantly following the old woman. Might be a bad decision. Might be the best decision I've ever made. Who knows. Oh gosh, I'm gonna start worrying again-

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/11/2022 22:12                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Ayran was right in the middle of the group, not to fast not to slow, a very leisurely pace. When he saw the hole on the ground, the first thought that came into mind was Alice in Wonderland, and the rabbit hole.

'Dead sister..' Ayran mused to himself, now looking at the old women again, but this time in much more detail.

'Could this be what happened after the story?' Ayran did not know, he did not have enough information yet.

[tl/n "Are you an Idiot? ^^"]

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/11/2022 22:14                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Adrik Volkov

Adrik shot a venomous look at Theo. Can't you tell? he thought. This woman is the Truthkeeper. Though...

He couldn't help thinking the woman looked just a bit too old. She couldn't even be in her 40s, yet her hair was silver the whole way through. And she seemed halfway mad.

Both ideas that that produced were unnerving. He tried not to think about them.

He jumped as the earth above creaked. Everyone was through- the mouth in the ground that had opened was closing.

He faltered, hand hovering over the rickety handrail. He watched, mystified as the light was blocked out completely. Then someone bumped into him, and he hurried back down the steps.

Candles along the walls came to live. The woman was at the bottom of the steps, he could see her clearly now-

A trembling hand withdrew a key from her sleeve, and jammed it into the lock. With a twist, she entered, leaving the door open behind her.

Adrik shuddered and followed her.

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/11/2022 22:17                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Theo cast a glance towards Adrik. "...what?" He asked, confused. He did not catch on to things easily. He watched the flames on the candles dance and sway, and it awed him until he remembered what they were actually here for.

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/11/2022 22:18                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Ayran slightly quickened his steps, to see the key in the old women's hand more clearly, but key was shown for less than a second, he couldn't see much of the details.

Ayran cursed in his head, and slowed down to his regular pace, as if nothing happened earlier.

[tl/n "Are you an Idiot? ^^"]

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/11/2022 22:19                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Arden Vasilyev's POV

Arden glanced around his strange surroundings, wondering when they'd all be allowed to speak again. It was hard not to utter a remark of surprise at this place, but they restrained themself. Just focus, on the task at hand. You'll be there soon. For what you're meant to do.

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/11/2022 22:34                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Kendo was completely relaxed, taking slow, confident strides at the back of the group. He carefully tied his long, golden-brown hair as he observed the rest of the group. Why were they so... uptight? He didn't really get it. They were strong enough to hold their own against an old hag, surely. Right?

Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.

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                                                Posted: Mon, 28/11/2022 23:04                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Ace was still quiet until dark auras are beginning surrounding himself with some weird dark things are coming out of his back

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                                                Posted: Tue, 29/11/2022 01:52                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Echo had absolutely zero idea what was going on. She had been the last to enter the portal, and the moment she put her foot down onto the realm, the old lady slammed her stick down and made the land shake, nearly causing her to land flat on her face. She was also the last to go down the stairs, having needed a moment or two to compose herself. And now the old woman had opened a door. Yeah…this was very confusing. Proceed with caution. She thought to herself, before following after Adrik

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                                                Posted: Tue, 29/11/2022 02:50                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Aki Kobayashi

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After an embarrassingly long time, Aki was finally launched out of the portal. He landed on the funnily-colored grass with a thud.

Oww...wait, where am I?

...Oh right, the truthkeeper's realm.

He observed everyone entering the oddly situated passageway before entering it himself.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ The walls are closing in. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

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                                                Posted: Tue, 29/11/2022 23:49                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓬𝔂 𝓥𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓷

Mercy followed with a shudder. Realising that the journey might take a while, she allowed her mind to wander and fantasize. She saw herself, much older, unlocking a similar door. A new group of young to-be heroes following behind. She halted the idea there, recognising that it was best to learn more about the situation and start planning to reach that future.

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                                                Posted: Wed, 30/11/2022 06:45                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Arden Vasilyev's POV

The unnerving atmosphere even began to take a toll on Arden. But they just swallowed, trying not to let anyone here see them sweat or bite their tongue. Remain silent. Remain calm. Remain focused.

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                                                Posted: Wed, 30/11/2022 20:44                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Ayran, bored, started randomly rotating his rubix cube, mixing it up. His hands stopped, and looked at the rubix cube, then he moved his index finger forward, sliding one side.

Click! One side was red.

Click! One side is green.

After many more clicks, that happened in less that a second, Ayran solved the rubix cube while he was walking, somehow without bumping against anyone.

After solving it once, Ayran looked forward, and seeing they are still not at their destination yet, he scrambled it again.

And Again, seemingly planning to do it until they finally arrive at their destination.

[tl/n "Are you an Idiot? ^^"]

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                                                Posted: Wed, 30/11/2022 20:54                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Adrik Volkov

Adrik inhaled sharply, preparing himself for the worst-

But as he stepped into the Truthkeeper's underground room, all he could feel was underwhelmed. A fire crackled in the corner, next to a wooden table with two stools that he couldn't help but think of as a fire hazard. There were no rugs or windows.

Minimalism at its best.

"Is this your house?" he blurted out, then slammed his mouth shut.

She eyed them, frown darkening her expression. "I didn't expect so many of you," she said instead of answering. "I suppose I'll need more chairs."

Then she turned away and headed to the kitchen, opening and checking the insides of several cupboards.

Adrik shuddered, wrapping his arms tightly around himself.

The woman hummed an old tune under her breath, finally withdrawing a loaf of bread. She checked it, made a scoffing noise, then gestured to the table. "Sit on the floor. I'll bring your food over." She returned to muttering and shuffling through. "Hmm.... hmm... sister would've liked this. Cooking for children... bunch of brats."

He felt his future go down the drain.

Alright then.

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                                                Posted: Wed, 30/11/2022 21:35                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Seeing that they arrived at their destination, Ayran stopped rotating his Rubix Cube, and sat down on the ground and patted the space next to him, "Adrik, c'mere sit next me k?" spoke in a hushed voice, ignoring the tension in the air, and the stares.

Ayran turned around, turning a deaf ear to any possible rejection of Adrik, and instead went back to playing with his rubix cube in his hand mindlessly, not really solving it because his mind is full of inquiries, not about what is going to happen next, but about if the Old Women actually has good intention to them or not, cause so far, it doesn't seem like she likes them.

As he patted down the floor, it creaked, 'Damn.. That Ol' Women is always talking about her sister, who is most likely dead, and yet she won't get a new house??'

[tl/n "Are you an Idiot? ^^"]

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                                                Posted: Wed, 30/11/2022 22:12                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Adrik Volkov

Adrik set his jaw. He may feel lost and frankly, kinda worthless right now, but there were still levels he wouldn't sink to. He'd sooner keel over than hide behind Ayran like his... pet.

He carefully stepped around Ayran, heading towards the table. He sat on the floor, and started studying the woman from this distance.

She was examining a pot of something on the stove. Her hair was thick and coarse, cascading well past her shoulders. Her bony shoulders jutted out of a thin nightgown. Not the usual dignified, young courage you thought of as the Truthkeeper.

He bit his tongue. Technically, she was only supposed to be 36. Was an exception made? How could someone as wise and noble and fierce as she was supposed to be come to this?

In only twenty years?

Were the gods punishing her?

She turned around, and he felt their eyes meet for a split second.

He squeaked, quickly abandoning his honour and hiding behind Ayran. SHE WAS SCARY, OKAY?

He peeked out from behind Ayran. She seemed to be looking at Kendo now. Something about her face was cold and set as she walked towards them, carrying a pot. He assumed based off the smell it was boiled sewage.

His eyes watered. Are we really supposed to eat that?

She dropped it down on the table. "The bread is in the kitchen. Claim your bowls, and get to eating."

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                                                Posted: Wed, 30/11/2022 22:20                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Ayran felts hands on his shoulder and someone behind him, so he turned around, his hands still moving, only to face Adrik who is right behind him, scared.

'Wait scared?' Feeling something wasn't right, Ayran followed his gaze to the Old Women, only to see she setting down a huge pot of something on the table and her telling them to eat.

"..." Could they really trust her??? Ayran's gaze trying to read the women, anything, but to no avail. He sighed and stood up, and held a hand for Adrik to pull up, waiting expectantly.

[tl/n "Are you an Idiot? ^^"]

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                                                Posted: Wed, 30/11/2022 22:39                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Kendo glanced at Ayran and Adrik, grinning like the maniacal gremlin he is. He picked up a bowl.

"Why so serious, y'all? reeelaaxxx. You'll be fine. I mean, of course, until we aren't fine. But that won't happen."

He laughed.

"Honestly, y'all are so uptight! Dear lord! Why are y'all so scared? We're only in a old hag's basement. Nothing bad could happen, right?"

Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.

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                                                Posted: Wed, 30/11/2022 22:40                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

𝓜𝓮𝓻𝓬𝔂 𝓥𝓪𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓷

Mercy felt her body slowly stand up, grabbing a bowl and putting some soup into it. She could only note how much it smelled like Sunday Slush, from the orphanage before her godly adoption and/or kidnapping. She took a careful, small slice of bread, before sitting down and starting to eat. Not bad, still can't beat Monday Mush though...