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Runaway

A random visitor had appeared in Chiara’s world and had seemed to be harmless. Looks can deceive and she knew of this. Within seconds, flowers began to lose their color and started to wilt, the water began to try out and the sky grew darker each second. This was a bad sign for the world and everyone knew it. By the time everything had no life in them and the sky was completely dark, every Talus in that world began to lose themselves in the mist. Suffering they were slowly giving their soul to this man who wanted nothing but to cause destruction and use the race for his advantage of destroying the entire universe. When this man began calling them demons, everyone was screaming and fled from their world to get away from him. There was no turning back while he's there: they could get killed.

Chiara knew two things for sure: One, this man was satanic. Two, there was no way that her or anyone else would go back, not at this time.

Glimmer of Hope

Everything had felt impossible at this point for every Talus, including Chiara. The monster drew her and others’ blood, to sign a contract that would cause harm to them all and death. It was demoralizing. She felt there was no purpose of her being alive, what was she at this point? As if someone knew that she was in distress, a crocus flower appeared talking to Chiara, convincing her that she has a purpose to continue. She was a soul fighter, not a slave.The crocus had revealed itself as the Spirit of Hope and saw through her heart, knowing the female had a wonderful heart and intentions for wanting to save not only her world but the entire universe as well. The Spirit of hope told Chiara to come closer so she could receive all of the spirit’s powers. When she did approach, Chiara had felt not only power surging through her, but also an unbearable amount of pain every Talus had felt within this moment. Tears were falling down Chiara’s face, realizing she wasn’t alone and that they were all in this together like family. After the power transfer was complete, she felt different. Not only did she feel like that, but she felt hopeful now. The Spirit of Hope gave everyone a glimmer of hope and that got Chiara going. She pondered about what she was going to do. With thoughtful consideration, she decided to set off to find others who could help her, and possibly find more of her race to join together to take down the demon who took their home away.

She was determined to get her world back.

New Dream

Chiara is currently searching for people that could give her some insight about the man and possibly encounter some of her kind to see who's alive still. (WIP, subject to change)