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Aaralon's Discoveries | fanficnut | 6

 

Aaralon wandered deeper into the mist with no idea where he was going. He didn't know where to go, what to do or even who might help. The mists around the College were a strange place, haunted and filled will many dangerous monsters but time and space did not opperate in the same way in the mists, Aaralon knew he could wander for days without seeing another soul and wander for days without even getting hungry.


"So the kicked you out," a voice from somewhere nearby echoed out. Aaralon couldn't see the speaker.

The voice sound like a woman voice... except it was more like the unified whispers of a thousand women. They seemed to be right beside him and he could almost imagine soft lips on his ear but these were the mists, a dangerous and mysterious place.

"Whats that... w...who are you," Aaralon was surprised at his own stutter. Sure, he was nervous, upset and worried but his own voice didn't seem right.

The voice, the memory, the echo of a thousand whispering women laughed. He was sure they/she was nearby but he couldn't see a thing.


"I am OPPORTUNITY and I only knock twice... I am an ancient being... who has been watching you and see potential."

"What you mean?" Aaralon wasn't sure whether this was good news or not.

"I'm here to make an offer", so the multi-tilted voice came from a single entity, twice she had refered to herself as 'I'.

"What kind of offer?" Aaralon was cautious. He had already scewed up badly with his demonology, summoning a demon when every first year student would have been table to tell him what exactly would happen and why it was such a bad idea. Aaralon didn't want to make the same mistke again and make his bad situation worse by striking a deal with an unknown power.

"REVENGE!!"

 

What is his reaction?

 
 
 

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