Chappie 1

"Inspire, Believe, Dream, Create, Imagine, Hope,"

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The Immaterium, she may not have been here long but she had stayed long enough to glean as little as she can from the teachings her new surrogate mother taught her. Lofn loved simplicity. She loved being with her family, sleeping with her new father, learning from her mother, making sure that she tangled Sanguinis' "girly" hair every now and then and teasing Laerys about her love-life. She could live with that. She doesn't need all the politicking and all the showing off that was required of her as being the daughter of both the Emperor and Isha. Unlike her two older surrogate siblings, staying here at the Immaterium was more preferable than that loud and noisy golden palace with metal giants guarding it.

That's why here she is now frowning as she felt through her skin, the small vibrations that bother the air around her. Like her two siblings, she is very sensitive to the facets of the Immaterium. And it is very seldom that she could feel it being bothered, like a drop of water touching something it shouldn't have that can cause ripples all around.

Making sure that her small Tyranid pet is cradling safely on her shoulder, she once more let the vibrations flow unto her as she pinpointed the source. She knew she should have gone back and told someone, but her family is busy currently on their house. Her mother and father are discussing something important and Sanguinis for some reason has been knocked out with Laerys tending over him. Thus it left her alone to do this. If there's one thing that Lofn wanted, it's the fact that she doesn't want to be a bother to her new family. Who knows, maybe they would kick her out if she prove herself a nuisance in any form at all.

Following the feeling as fast as her short legs are able, it did not take long for the young half-Eldar to reach the source of the disturbance that is causing the Immaterium. There below her in a small pond where the mists that pervaded the natural stillness of nature representation of her home gather, crouched a slender figure in a white dress crying her eyes out as she hugged her knees to herself. Her blond hair

Of course Lofn's mind simply didn't register the fact that A.) She didn't know who the person is. B.) Her mother's warning of : "Don't talk to strangers" and C.) She definitely should have gone back for help.

Instead the young half-Eldar jumped in startling the crying figure that immediately began frantically wiping the tear-tracks from her eyes with her fingers as if her very life depended on it. However she froze in no small amount of surprise as the little half-Eldar munchkin that barely reached her waist slammed to her front hugging her with her short arms.

For the crying figure, she immediately felt warmth flow through her entire body as if the very soul of the child that she now realized was giving her what seems to be a hug, was bared to her completely. Comfort and tenderness in waves she never felt before filled her very veins and the will to be connected to this small child surged strongly within her.

Big doe-like eyes met her green ones with the blessing of innocence on it, one rarely seen by her kind, thanks to their tragic fate before they came into this new world.

"Hello," chirped Lofn happily at the blond Eldar who had first hesitated a little before returning the gesture of affection she had made.

"Hi," the beautiful Eldar returned, her gentle smile almost generating the same warm comfort that aunt Laetri that visited her often together with aunt Cana when her sister Laerys brought them along. "What are you doing here little one? You're too far from home. Your mother and father would be worried about you,"

"Nope they won't," Lofn simply replied happily not letting go of the female Eldar's legs. "Father is all powerful and mother can find me anytime she wants,"

"Of course," answered the female Eldar with her own smile before gently disentangling herself from Lofn's hug as she sat nimbly on the grass cross-legged, her dress pooling on her sides. "Why are you here Lofn?" she asked finally once she made herself comfortable. The little one haven't answered her question the first time around.

In lesser grace than she, the young munchkin plopped herself down at her side while the child's little pet (whose species she doesn't recognize) made itself comfortable on the child's shoulders. "I was wondering around when I felt the Immaterium around me resonate with your distress," answered Lofn simply. "I don't like it, I don't like to see the Immaterium being troubled so I followed it to its source and there I found you," she finished gaily.

"And the reason you hugged me was?.."

"You're crying," answered the adorable little half-Eldar with a bright smile. "Mommy always says that people who cries needed a hug and you were crying so I thought you'd need one. So I did and it worked see," she giggled proudly.

Despite herself, the blond Eldar can't help but let her own smile grace her face. The young one is truly something and if she's honest with herself…refreshing. How lucky she is to meet someone so innocent; her who was filled with regrets and completely dirty compared to this pure soul. How could she ever accept herself that this little tyke would soon call her older sister if she says yes to Isha's request? It is so daunting and another thing to add on the reason why she is right here, right now crying.

Every inch of her wanted to say "yes" to the goddess' proposition. To finally accept the positive turn that fate decreed on her. She no longer has to suffer and it all comes with one word only.

"What's your name little one?" she finally asked seeing that the child frowned at her long term of serious silence.

"Lofn my name's Lofn, surrogate daughter of Isha and John (said Emperor bit his tongue at home cursing the unknown for making him choke). And you are?" she questioned back curiously.

"Ela Ashbel, little one. My name is Ela Ashbel, former Farseer of the Bleeding Tears,"

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Hello! So Im back after the very2x long vacation. I planned to write the Mass Effect 2 that is the sequel for Another World, One Last Chance where we would be focusing on the story of Taldeer and the 3 Shepards but somebody literally begged me to write something different for once. So I decide to write this, a side story between my past story and the upcoming new one.

PS: This stor will contain drabbles of romance only and stories about the royal family and will be very short compared to my usual ones.