Azhure: I decided to revise this chapter and expand it as the revision will not clash with the current canon as of 31/12/2020. The tag in the title will be removed after some time. But not this note at the beginning and end.
Read after book Alicia Chapter 11 (more…)
Azhure: The interlude’s fine, I’m not touching it. Also, it’s that time of the year again.
Azhure: I don’t know what to subtitle this sub-chapter.
Voice: At least it ain’t just ‘Conflict,’ ‘Conflict,’ ‘Conflict’! (more…)
an: I literally have no idea on writing this interlude, I wanted to make a school chapter and then I was watching Cardcaptor Sakura and see the episode where there is a student fair and the Cinderella play with reversed gender roles and I was like ‘that’s it!’. (more…)
Azhure: Alright, this is going to be the first part of chapter 13 rewritten under a new title to boot. Frankly, I should have done this much earlier – I’m practically cringing myself reading what past me thought was a cool idea.
Voice: Yeah!
Azhure: I’ll keep the same number of sub-chapters as the original to make it less of a headache for me to upload the rewrites, so expect them to be longer than usual. Also, I’ll tweak Alicia Chapter 19 to reflect some of the changes I’ve made to this chapter. Enjoy. (more…)
Azhure: Turns out, this is a second rewrite. Well, I still have to add more stuff to make the other rewrites sense.
Voice: Now half of the chapter is in italics!
Azhure: Anyway, I’m not splitting rewrites anymore ’cause rearranging chapters on some sites is a nightmare. (more…)
Participants: Alice, Alicia, Aqua, Crea, Jill, Luna, Rose
A lavish room Tattered A high-quality desk Rotated 90 degrees, destroyed An old man in noble-like clothing A husk without its life Beside, a robed one covered in the same…
Opening the red curtain of the balcony, a wide balcony can be seen. A balcony viewing nothing but plain ashes. To the left, there was a round table with an umbrella covering it. Two women were sitting there having tea and biscuits. (more…)
Battle over. Emotions returned.
After an hour or so, Alicia and Owen stood over the scattered remains of the defeated skeleton goblins decorating the red wasteland with even more broken bones. They lost count of how many skeleton goblins they defeated and Owen did most of the work.
“Haa…” With the suppression lifted, Alicia sighed melancholy. Why? Well, the only word that could describe how she felt was… conflicted. Even so, there must be a better word to describe her predicament. (more…)