Alas My Dreams Are Not My Own (Bel)

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When Aria began to sob, Belenus grimaced. Gods, he was bad at this. He rubbed her shoulder, trying to find a way to comfort her. Confusion was quickly filling him as he looked around at this strange space, so alien and familiar at the same time. There was something in the back of his mind too- like a nail at the back of his skill, digging in. Something was very wrong here but he couldn’t quite figure out what. There was a strange ache in his chest as well, possibly from the water that had been trapped in his lungs.

“Where-” he looked down at Aria, shaking her shoulder a little to try and keep her from crying. “Where are we? How did you- when did you get like this?” Like this, he obviously meant to himself, was older. Ten years older by the look of her.

“I’m right here, Aria. But where are we?”

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Aria slowly got control of herself, rubbing her eyes on the back of her sleeve. She slowly detangled herself from him and sat back, the tips of her long hair floating in the water around her. Aria looked at him with a broken gaze; he didn’t remember? Her shoulders sagged as if they bore a weight too heavy to keep up. Exactly why was he here?…was this not a dream? If not…a much more disturbing thought came to her mind…if this wasn’t a dream then why was his soul not at rest in Zepon’s realm. She took a deep breath and looked at her lap…answering the easier question first.

”Phioric’s reach physical maturity around my age; when we do we take on a more elf like appearance. I suppose it’s an adaptive trait, while phiorics age fast like humans from a young age on to around sixteen, seventeen, we closely resemble humans. After that we begin to take on more elf like features due to the fact your life span will be more similar to theirs.”

That was one of the plusses of being fated over, more information survived about her race. She took a deep breath when he once again asked where he was. She swallowed a lump in her throat and looked up at him.

”Bel…you…you don’t remember? It’s been eight years…you should be resting in Zepon’s realms…not here…especially not here….”

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Belenus shook his head as Aria began to explain how she aged, patting her shoulder again. “I know- I know, it’s fine. I was just asking how you-” he paused, blinking down at her.

Eight years.

Eight years?

He couldn’t quite think. Something in his mind had kind of broken, unable to loop the information through. He died. He knew that- he remembered going to the temple with that express purpose. And now he was here, in this room, and his head began to go fuzzy. The room they were in was beginning to darken around them and Bel looked back down at her. He grasped Aria’s shoulders firmly.

“Where is Creo?” he asked, mind snapping back to the important thing. He was dead. He should have been with her. “Are you- have you passed? Aria-” he stopped, blinked.

Here?

Especially not here? Was he not in the realm of the dead?

“Aria, where is here?”

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She tilted her head, what didn’t he understand? If he knew how phiorics aged then why was he was he asking how she aged…. It was a pretty simple topic…. Then he grabbed her shoulders making her look up at him. She patted his hands and took a deep breath. It would seem they were trading one simple topic for a more complicated one…one she didn’t quite understand herself…

”Bel…Grandpa ordered her death…Daddy tried to kill her…somehow she ended up here at the Bloody Mary according to Rivers…I thought she was dead until he saw her.”

She rubbed the back of her neck, shaking her head.

”No, I have not passed, though I did live on the glade for the past eight years. Daddy took me there after…”

She swallowed another lump in her throat and looked down at her lap, a wave of guilt crossing her features. She gently lifted his hands from her shoulders; if this was like the situation with core then she’d be able to tell fairly quickly. She backed up and bit and placed her hands on the floor; she concentrated on changing their surroundings. She always controlled the dream realm which she visited Core in...she changed it much to the setting she usually chose. The library walls would dissolve around them expanding as far as the eye could see. A grassy meadow took the place of the library floor, looking out over a tall cliff from which a waterfall fell…it was exactly how the top of dragons breath falls looked. With all of its surroundings. A large starry sky hung overhead, with a bright moon to light the area. The only thing off now, would be the odd fountain that now seemed to be stuck in the middle of the meadow. If it worked…she’d have some explaining to do…

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Belenus stared down at Aria, still dripping wet from the fountain and confusion clear on his face. As Aria stumbled through her speech his brows furrowed further and further and further still. Creo was dead? Or- or alive? She was alive? Belenus shook her shoulders, trying to get her to concentrate.
“Where is here? Is she alive? Please, Aria- you have to-”
The scenery had changed.
“-concentrate.”
Bel jerked backwards, scrambling in the grass under his hands. It felt real. Where was he? He looked down at the grass and then around at the now open sky above him. He looked back to Aria, eyes wide in equal parts confusion and horror.
“Where am I. What- what happened to me?”

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Aria sighed looking out into the scenery she had made, her arms crossed over her chest. Her face was fixed in a frown; this answered some questions…

”…well at least this means my mate’s not related to me…”

She rubbed the bridge of her nose; this could be potentially very bad… Least with core he had another vessel she could throw him into. It was fortunate that man had been with her the past eight years…at least having a soul live inside her head wasn’t something she hadn’t had experience with. Aria turned to look at Bel…who was giving her the same look he had when she had first transformed in front of him.

”You died Bel…and I killed you. Daddy couldn’t wield the sword cause the rules of the gods forbade it. You chose to sacrifice yourself to take the control of the center of nova away from the ones who activated it…Somehow the spell that bound core to the sword I wielded, somehow bound you to me. This”

She motioned to all around them.

”You can consider my realm; this dream space is something I created for Core. In it you feel as if you had when you were alive. Another detail I should probably mention so you don’t freak out, is if I am communicated with other people or animals you will be able to hear them, and with the animals understand them as well. Last one threw Core for a loop there… Please note what happens in here will also affect my body on the outside….and no slapping me if you get mad at me Mr….The Noru curse is activated again and so long as you’re in my body I’m affected by it to and so is Noku, Core, Garrett, and yourself.”

She sat down on the ground and crossed her legs, really it was easier just to blurt this all out at once.

”We’ve been pulled back in time to another timeline. Noku is back in rule; frankly I don’t think he’s such a bad guy….maybe a little twisted…and his rants are glorious but He’s been nice so far. He has given me to Palico, apparently a way to protect me in his courts. Frankly the fated as we are called are not received warmly here, and recently have been targeted to be mass executed. Noku I believe has pulled that order and things are taking a bit of a different direction….I am currently the King of Thieves, and have been growing a network. Frankly our main purpose is to hopefully prevent the events that occurred in this time line. If not...well I hope to save more then those that were lost in our time...less of them means less of the dusk that popped up after you were killed.”
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