Kagamy's Links
I tried to call up to you. You heard me. But you took my mother and left me. I'm... Glad that you saved her. Of course I am. I would have chosen her over me too. But why was that your choice to make?
"I should have checked again. I should have listened and waited. I'm sorry. I promise, I'll make it up to you."
"The guys with the dogs. Very useful. Sometimes gets a little difficult to deal with. Perhaps I should have gone with someone else for this role? He's taking it too personally."
Ah, yes, my ally and "bestie". I do adore messing with him, but I must remind myself to strike a healthy balance between using this beast and provoking him. He's a fun plaything due to how hot-headed and emotional he can be, but that also makes him incredibly easy to manipulate when I need to. The best part about him is that he thinks any ideas I give to him are his own. His narcissism also makes him quite fun to mess with. He provides the magic and gems I need to make future advancements, and in return, I provide him with corrupted gems that come from the monsters I create. Occasionally, he'll pay me even more to create something, like when he asked me to make his guard dogs. The cloning was his idea; the integration of dog DNA, to make loyal assassins, was mine. We make a good team, even if our teamwork is a little... one-sided. But as long as he believes he is the side benefitting more, as he is wont to, he will be happy. And I will be too.
"If the world was filled with only copies of this guy I'd be horrified. There's only one of him and that's already too much. Whatever, at least he's sort of easy to understand. Scratch that, it's basically impossible to understand him. He's easy to predict. Not so easy to avoid though, no matter how much you might want to."
I thought I loved him. I thought we were happy together. He broke up with me by sending me into a landslide. Now, we'll see what happens when I break up with him.
"She should have died a long time ago. Seems she's gone senile in her old age, she doesn't seem to remember what happened the last time she got on my nerves."
Coworker. He is neither dragon nor velusjem nor human... fascinating.
Thus far, Dr. Fontaine has been a worthy ally, for a human. His scientific prowess and devious mind have placed him far above his peers. As long as he knows his place, all will be well. But if not, then I can always find someone else. Humans are much like dragons in how utterly replaceable they tend to be...
A rather useful ally. He's good in small amounts. He sends me some of the dragons that he needs to "dispose" of, so I can use them in my experiments. In return, I relay any findings I make on the scientific front, so he can continue to keep his operation running at its smoothest and most efficient. For now, he can stay relatively human... At least, as human as one of his kind can be.
He was once one of my most valuable assets. A young, promising ice dragon that could have been acclimated to captivity well... Were it not for the heavy handedness of my workers at the time, he could have become a stellar gem producer for my son. But as it is, we had to dispose of him and find a replacement. To this day, I wonder who let him get away instead of disposing of him properly and humanely. Now, I have to worry about another potential thorn in my side.
My captor. He harvested all of my gems. Said ice gems were especially rare and valuable to him. I don't want to talk about it any more.
This dragon likely knows more about me than most of my other assistants do. Duncan is in charge of my scheduling, the procedures, and he helps me manage my staff at the facility. More recently, a close friend has returned to assist me in all of that. I was going to dispose of Duncan, as I have with so many others, but my son seems to have taken a shine to him. And so, I keep Duncan around--not only to help watch over my son as he matures, but also to manage some of my smaller affairs. Hugh --or Gunther, as he calls himself now-- has a more vested interest in keeping this operation going, but he betrayed me once. I don't want to keep all of my eggs in one basket, as it were. So Duncan stays, even if he has been relegated to the role of babysitter and secretary.
I approached Mr. Kehler when I was at my lowest point, believing that even if I died, at least my magic would go to those who needed it. But... That didn't happen. Instead, he saw potential in me to be his personal assistant. Now, no matter how much I may internally object to his actions, I cannot voice my objections. However, I also cannot escape, cannot make it on my own, as the spell he has placed upon me has become my only way to regulate my emotions. I may be able to leave, but I can never escape. My only solace now is that he has assigned me primarily to watch over his son. I am still forced to assist in the killing and harvesting of dragons, but... Now, I am more removed from all of that. And even if he does not understand all of what his father has done, to myself as well as others, Alexander seems to be a kind, gentle soul. I only hope he can escape his father's corruption before it is too late for him.
Than. Is. So. Nice!! And he's a really awesome artist too! I legit, like, am in awe sometimes at how someone actually younger than me can make such legit stuff? Like, how??? I'm a lil jealous, but like, not in a bad way. I just hope sometime, maybe I can have a bit more time to practice my own art. Oh, I know I won't get to his level in, like, a million years. But he gives me something to aspire to! And he's just, like, super cool as a person too. Shame he hangs out with Lex all the time, but like... I guess it's chill anyway. Than himself is still a chill dude.
Faith is really nice. She's a little all over the place sometimes, but I think she's just going through a lot. I hope she's okay--she doesn't really seem to like Alex, but I see them hanging out all the time... I wonder why. I just hope her being a new dragon isn't taking too much of a toll on her.
I hate him. He's the reason I gotta push Lex away, because if I don't, he like, might kill him. I legit worry a lot about Alex because of him. And Lex was getting to be a better person--I WANT to be friends with him! But thanks to this guy, I can't... And also what he's doing to dragons, WHICH I NOW AM, is like, all kinds of messed up--like, beyond words kinda messed up.
Yet another thorn in my side, imposed by the Council. I was horrified to find that they were setting another inheritor after me, but thankfully I found out rather quickly that this one was the inheritor of Blitz, and not... the other one. All the same, she must be disposed of sooner, rather than later.
A... dragon? Clearly, one who has been twisted by Kenneth's experiments, but whenever I have seen the both of them in the same room, they appear to get on amicably. Hmm... Best to stay away from him. Don't want to get on Fontaine's bad side.
I don't think I've ever seen him before, but I get a bad feeling every time I share a room with this man... He comes by for a French Vanilla Latte sometimes, and I make sure my other employees are safe. I don't think he's ever done anything wrong, but... if he was a serial killer, I wouldn't necessarily be surprised. But maybe that's my scared sheep half talking...
"A mysterious person, though I think I'm starting to figure out some of his 'secrets'. Considering how dark his skeletons are, he sure does like wearing them on his sleeve. I don't think anyone should trust him. I'm not sure anyone actually does."
She is an... interesting beast. She runs a podcast, and she thinks she's an actual detective? It's cute that she thinks she can take me down, considering the best and brightest of law enforcement have all ended up bleating in the back pasture. But as for her... I think I will take my time to make sure her fate is... Special.
"I don't remember my mother. Not my like... Actual biological mother. I don't even know what her face looks like."
She did this to herself. I may keep her alive in my basement, but she's essentially dead to me. I... I can't bring myself to look at her.
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̵̡͈̇Ỉ̷̜̟̲t̶̡͓̞̟̾̿͌̍ ̴̛͉͉̙̖w̷̛̗̮̟͝ã̴̗͚̜͂͐s̸̛̲͚̩̈͝ͅ ̸͓̖̥̦͐̂̚͘a̴̟̣̤̍̔̆s̵͙̓̈́̈́ͅ ̶̘̜̬̀̍̍͊ì̴̛̯͎͇̃̕f̶̢̳̘͖͋͒͑̀ ̴͍̩̹͌h̷̳̗̪͚͑e̴̝͖̥̿͘̕ ̸̮̬̇͗͠͝ŵ̷̬̄a̵̠̒s̴̭͑̾̄ ̸͕͇͇̰̋̍l̷̨̩̹̊͂̈́ŏ̶̖̐̿̚ő̸̳̭̰k̵̪̦̺͂͒i̶̜̰͉͍͛͠n̷̡͓̩̦̆̔̌͝g̶̱̮̈ ̷̪̥͈̀̿̕f̵͙̠̞͑ǒ̵̪͙͍͉̎͒r̷̻̻͔̀̇ ̵̳͖̓̂͝a̵͕̯͠ņ̴̛̝̘͍̇͠ỵ̶͈̤͆ ̴̹̜̓́̎e̷̼̖͑͗͐x̴͔̾̇͛͛c̵̜͚̻̑u̸̟͍̺̅͑͗̓s̴̰̖͕͌̍̚e̸̢̤̋͘͠ ̷̖̹͛̊̿̌t̸̩͗̀͠ȯ̵̖͙ ̵͈͈͗̏͑̆d̶̨͇͇̈́̿o̷̢͔̭̓ ̴̨̘̦̠͛̔̔͠ť̶̛͎͓͚ẖ̷̰̯͂̓̈͜͝i̵̜̺̽̏s̵̞͑̍ ̷̬̏́̕̕t̷͈͖͆͂ǫ̸̣̟̈́̌̆̏ ̶̧̧̤͖̌m̶̱͑̓͂̋ȩ̶̮͕̾͘.̵̦̼̜̏̚ ̸̬̩̈́
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̴͙̏̌̇́I̶͇̙͎̊̅̐͜ ̷͖̈́͜ẅ̴̧͕ǎ̷͎̞̾n̴̛͈̞̲̉̎t̶̤͐͐̚͠ ̵̺̌̃̋̉t̶̝̗͗̕o̷̟̳͂̌̑͒ ̷͙̜̮̄͜e̷̖̳͒̏͌s̴̛͎̰̋͌c̴̰̫̘̈́͝a̴̢̞̪̭̔̆̏͋p̵̢̫͈̓̈́è̴̤̻̫͌,̸̦̻̻̎̓͘͜͝ ̸̹̈́i̶͓̟̰͂̈͊̆ḟ̴̘͌ ̷̤͌̑͋͗͜o̶͖̣͆͠n̴̝̫͍͎̍̐̀͐l̴̦̄͗̓͆ͅy̸̩̠̩̟̏̌̿ ̸̧̪̳̀̆͗t̶̖̤̂͒̓̚o̷̳̼̖̿ ̶̪͚͐̾̔̓m̶̢̠͑ǻ̴̧̙̞̞̕k̵̪͂̓̅ė̸̤̠̿ ̸̜̼̱̯̓̌š̵͖̯͇̝͒̚u̷̳̒r̵̥̬̭̙͑̿e̶͇̣̞̮͗̅̄ ̶̤̦͍̫͂̎̊͑ḥ̷͗ȇ̸̯̻͍ͅ ̷̧͙̤̩́̈́̄̽c̴͕͑̐͘͘͜ͅa̵̤͎̘̐̇̇n̸̗̦̉'̵̡̝̂̔́̉t̸̲̱̠͗̂̽ ̴̠̲̙̤͛d̶͍̃̕ơ̴͇̘ ̸̞̈͊͠t̵̛̰͌̂̋h̵̜͖͕̜͋̈́̎i̴̥̤̔̎́̊s̷̨̘̪͉̍̃́̏ ̷̺͈̋̽̊͒͜t̵͉̣͇͉̉̀͘ŏ̷̮ ̴̛͈͐à̶̡͍́̎n̶̨̼̪̓͊͒̀y̵̘̋õ̸̠̘̠̗͊͗̀n̷̲̉ẽ̴̡͓̱̥̎̓̕ ̴̣̤͛̈́ͅͅé̷̺̳̲̀̓͝l̵̮̤̘͒͝s̴̩̬̃͑̎ẹ̶̡̲̖̅ ̸͓̠̈ȇ̵̞v̵̙̳̄͋͛͜ȩ̷̱̂r̷̨̘̝̗̄̌ ̶͍̫̥̝͐́̓͝å̴̟̗̮g̵͕̑͗a̷͔͍̦̞͑́̓i̴̙̒ṇ̸̼̓.̶͚̜̟͒̓͗
My jacket dealer. He makes some really dope outfits.
"This guy buys a lot of jackets. He buys a lot of jackets."