"Uh.." Aisha said while peeking around at everyone with her eyes.

Crap, I shouldn't have said that..

"Care to explain to us who you thought Aisha thought you were?" Eve said.

"N-n-no thanks.."

"Explain."

"It's kinda.. personal.. maybe."

Klide looked at Aisha.

"Could we have a conversation besides here? Aisha?"

Aisha's face was pure red like a tomato with her eyes wide open.

"S-sure.."

They quickly walked out of the room and into the next one while quickly shutting the door.

"Look, whatever you're thinking, I am NOT another Elsword from your dreams."

"How did you-?!"

Klide quickly put his hand over Aisha's mouth.

"Hush. Look, I know that because... it's kinda hard to explain. If I told you the truth, something somewhere in the plot would change drastically."

"Plot..?"

"Yes, the plot."

"What plot...?"

"The one your in right no- oh god damnit forget it."

"What I really wanted you to know is, I am NOT another Elsword. If I was, I wouldn't have pulled you out of that room to talk."

"O-okay.."

"Alright that is a- Eve, I can hear your ear adjusting sound to 100%, go away."

Eve and the rest of the Elgang (Besides Aisha) walk inside the room.

"How did you manage to figure that out?"

"As you've probably heard, if I told you the truth, the plot would change drastically."

"Even I, cannot comprehend what you are saying."

"Funny, you're the most intelligent of the group."

"What else do you know?" Eve questioned contently.

"Ohohoh. Many things. MANY MANY Things."

"Like?"

"Raven is the most combat trained person of your group, Rena is the most well-mannered part of your group, Aisha is the most emotional part of the group hence her dreams and reactions, Chung is the...I think I'll keep that to myself, Elsword is easily the most understandable part of the group since I can just stare at him and figure it out."

"Wow." He remarked with his eyes wide open.

"Just.. who are you really?" Chung said with his eyes open.

"Again, if I say the truth it will change the plot drastically."

Speaking of which, If i'm here.. Then who's writing this story that I am in? Then that means.. No. Just no. I need to stop thinking about that..

Crap. I ran out of inspiration and Ideas.