I summoned Yodh, and we strolled the garden together. I found a nice, shaded area, and we nestled on the ground together. Reading the book shura had given me to him. I tried to force a memory out for how I knew this was Original Latin, but I could not for the life of me remember.

Most of the dreams had stopped, occasionally, I would get a glimpse, but it was always a rehash. Adding to the belief Kalego messed with me getting them back. She said it was time to remember, and that could have been me walking through those memories while in a coma. Possibly in order.

The potion he used let him create whatever he wanted in my mind, and even to the point of my own actions and feelings. How did no one know what he was doing, he would have to also be asleep to do such a thing. Did he hide it that well?

Shichiro was not off the radar anymore. He was rather quite the whole trip, even at the table. It might be time to abandon them all and move on with the life I am having now. There was no forgiveness left for what he had done.

The city of prosperity, this was a novel from that era. The publication was from this city, but there was no defined date. It followed a heroin trying to reform the city of poverty in to one that all could live peacefully.

So many ups and downs for this young girl. Eventually she becomes the queen with all the grand things she did. She formed agriculture, as well as spent time beatify the city by using creative individuals. The streets looked like they were paved in gold, and the lights shined like diamonds.

She was powerful beyond belief, and a beauty to many. She used her power and influence to build a decrepit city to one of like a wealthy myth. It sounds magnificent, but there was no way one individual did it all by herself.

All the side characters helped form her to who she was. From the supportive side kick, the love interest and her family. A beautiful story, I flipped to the last page. A short message was on the back. 'To those who do not believe in miracles of life, here was one of a true story.'

I smirked. "Yodh, do you think this story is true. This city of prosperity?"

"I lived it, I am much older than you think. Cebus." I looked over that name in the book.

"You were there? That makes you over five thousand years old."

"Yes, I am a deity for all animals. As for the story, the love interest was not so dramatic as the rest of the events were. I think princess Shura gave that to you because you remind her of her favorite character, Jezabeel."

"You think so?"

"Look at her, and then reflect on yourself. The crops you grew, stopping war with your bare hands. Making relations and unifying the world, city. Same thing. You have done plenty to warrant a book about yourself."

I smiled. "I suppose." I pulled out my notebook, witting down some lyrics to uniform to the book I just read. I filled out the page with music notes and how it should sound. "You know, I love it here, but I can not wait to record this one."

"One what?" I looked up.

"Shura, I am sorry if it seemed like I did not want to be here. I just thought of a new song to record later."

"You write music too?" She covered her face. "You're the most Devi-cool girl I know. Have you published anything yet?"

"No, it is just a hobby."

"I want to listen." I looked at my phone, no message from Narnia yet.

"Uh, Sure. Don't be disappointed, most of it is not that great. It is a hobby."

I played her my favorite on, all around me. She was bobbed her head. She took my phone, flipping through the seven songs I had on my phone. She smiled as she listened to all the notes.

"Yes, yes. These are good. Publish them, others should hear this too."

"But all the other Dem-dols are like half my age. No one will want to listen to a older lady like me."

"And? You could change that. You are only limiting yourself. Look you already have one fan, me." She pointed to herself.

"I do not know how." I lied.

She shook her head. "Go to Devi-zon. Make an account and publish them as you wish. I will then find you and share it."

I sighed softly. "I have my job and life. There is no way I could balance doing something like that if it did go somewhere." No way I could handle a sea of people trying to grab at me either if it did go somewhere.

"You never know if you do not try. Give me that." She took my phone, and I watched over her shoulder. "You already have an account, log in." I logged in for her. "Oh, I like some of these artists too. Let's do this one. I felt your heart in this one the most." She published my personal favorite.

She got on her phone and within seconds I had my first share. "Where did you post it to?"

She smirked. "On my Insta-Devi, I have almost two million followers. Though I do not post often, it is because I am a princess. Come, I set the room up. I want you to see it." Thank the deities I did not make my account with my name. Going under Velvetrose as my name.

I followed her to a large room set up with two beds on the left side of the room. A table in the back right hand, and on the table was an array polish of many colors and snacks. The closest right hand was a TV and a couch, a small table in front set up with tea and cookies.

We walked to the table in the back. I painted her nails a pretty pink with a sparkly white accent nail. I painted little flowers on her nails. She lifted them up to look at them. "I love it. Your turn." She lifted my hand; she chose purple and then a Pink accent finger.

"Pretty."

"I can't draw well."

"It is an honor to have my nails painted by such a great friend."

Her eyes widened, then she covered them. "You mean it?"

"Yes, they are perfect the way they are."

She checked her phone, grinning. "Look." She turned it around. "Check your Devi-Zon." Her post had thousands of shares and climbing. 'Check out this song I found on Devi-Zon, its Devi-awesome.'

I covered my face. "That many have already looked at it?" Oh, no. I was going to be well know. If this gets any worse, they will demand I show myself. All those people wanting this from me is worse than being the most hated. Most wanted gets touched and awed at. Most hated gets turned from.

"Because, it is good. Go on, check." I went to look. My song was in the top one hundred for most listened to. "And it's only been an hour, just wait until tomorrow. Hey, if you preform. You must tell me so I can come and cheer you on."

I must wiggle out, and now. "They will all know who I am, this crown is hard to get away from."

She tilted her head. "Right, maybe…" She got up, walking to a wall with many drawers. She looked in them all. "Come here, I want to try something." I rolled with it. She was sitting on a vine, at my eye level. She put a new crown on my head.

"Now you have no excuse." She raised a mirror; the crown hid the one I had on. I took it off and my crown came back. I knew it faded through fingers, did not know it would disappear altogether if I put something over it.

"You really want me to do this?"

"Just once, if you get the chance." She swung back and forth.

I turned to the window. "Only for you." I did not want to disappoint her. This would create better relations if I did comply.

We had tea and watched TV before bed. I retired early, eyes nodding as I tried to finish the movie. I blinked, as I looked in the distance. A fence, and many posted signs advising those to turn around and go back.

A simple wire fence stopped me from proceeding further. I rested on a waist high post, staring at the grey fog in the distance. It did not look scary, but the silence around me was eerie. I could hear worms in the ground everywhere I went, but here there was nothing.

Two red dots deep in the fog moved together. My heartbeat faster, I should go. This was not a place to be, it was the grey fog she told me to never go near. I closed my eyes, to teleport home. When they opened, I was surrounded by the fog.

There was nothing around me, I could not see my hands, and barley my shoulders. I panicked, trying to go anywhere. I could not teleport anywhere, everything was foggy. I spun around, somewhere. Something.

"Come out." I turned; the red dots were closer.

I felt hands all over my body, pulling me down. "Come to us." I gasped.

"Get off me." Swarmed by hands, the touched me everywhere. Covering my face. I was pulled under, gasping for a breath that felt heavy. My magic was not working, no spells, not even the magic I used so often.

A hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me.

I jerked awake, gasping for breath. I held my chest, looking around. I was in the map room. laying in the grey mist of the map. I looked around, Yodh was laying next to me. I pet his fur and he looked up; I moved out of the misted area.

"You were sleepwalking, so I followed you. You, okay?"

"Yes, only a nightmare." I looked down, my feet were dirty. The feeling of all those hands on me, I shivered grabbing my arms. "I don't want to go back to sleep."

I walked back to the room, afraid to teleport after that. My phone was buzzing, Narnia.

"Hello?"

"Come home." Why is he being like this.

I sighed. "Nari, I had a nightmare, that's all." I walked to the bathroom.

"Just come home."

I turned the sink water on, washing my hands. I see the hand mark. "No, anyways, It felt so real. Like the dreams I had of Deri." I put a foot in the sink to wash it.

"When are you coming home?"

"Um, I don't know. She really wants me to see her city. I won't be going back to sleep, don't worry about that part." I switched feet.

He growled. "Come back to us."

"I will leave when she wakes up. I will talk to you later, I am sure she will be up soon, I see the…" Two red dots stared at me in the mirror, my hair was touched. My eyes watered. "Nari…" I looked down and the call was gone. "Yodh…" I turned slowly.

The looming black figure with red eyes lunged at me, gripping around my neck. I was chocking, I needed help. I jerked awake, Yodh shoving me to wake up. Sweat was pouring down my face, and it was too hot. I flipped the blankets off, swinging my feet off the bed.

"Are you okay?" Yodh asked.

"I am fine, did I go anywhere?"

"No, you tossed and turned."

"No more ghost stories before bed." I picked up my phone. No calls, but a reply from Narnia telling to have fun. It was only thirty minutes ago; I wondered if he would be awake. I hit call.

"Princess, your awake."

"I woke up, um." I ran a hand through my hair, looking at Shura. She was still sound asleep.

"Is everything alright?"

I waved Yodh and walked to the bathroom. "I had a nightmare, and I don't know. Just wanted to hear your voice."

"I am honored you thought of me. Do you remember what happened in the nightmare."

I told him everything, wiping tears away. "It was so vivid, like the dreams I had of Deri and those memories." I held my arm, Yodh pawing at me. I pet his head.

"Dreams are known to try and tell us things. Sounds like to me you might need to reflect a little and see what might be causing you trouble. Hands grabbing at you, maybe you feel suffocated, or you're taking on to much responsibility. As for being attacked… is there something you're afraid of?"

"Myself."

"That was a rather fast response."

"Because I don't want to be this monster." I ran a hand through my hair. "I mean, with all the power I have. It is overbearing, between the prophecy and all. It is a lot. I don't know if I want that. Controlling others, it's not right.

It is all I do, from controlling someone's body with barriers to forcing answers in those with Origin eyes. I can hold someone's life in my hands and crush it in the say since. On top of other things swimming in my mind."

"I see, but your gifts are also beautiful and helpful. You know my power and abilities, right? I could very well rip through the Netherworld if I wanted, would many try to stop me? Yes, and they would succeed, but the damage would be done.

I choose to instead; use the power I have, to bring in traitors and terrorists. I could do horrendous things, but I chose not to. Do you wish harm on the netherworld?"

"No, I would like to see a safer world."

"Then use those talents of yours to do that. There are so many out there with powerful bloodlines and abilities, they too, would also like to see a better world. If we all worked together think of the world we could achieve."

I took a deep breath, he was right. I was not the only powerful monster… demon out there. There were some who wished nothing but chaos and destruction on the world, and other for peace and prosperity like the book.

"Vi, you might think controlling others is bad, in some cases it is, but there is a fine line between the right and wrong time. You controlled the battle field, stopping a war. That was a right time for control."

I smirked. "but forcing you to play with me is the wrong time."

"See, you understand. You can use barriers and in a refined manner, progressing and pushing the limits of your abilities capacity continuously. Now you have a something in your arsenal that can be used for more than defense.

It has not only let you be able to defend but fend for yourself and others. To top that, you learned most of it on your own through your creative mind of yours. That alone is impressive. You use them to protect, detain, and rid. You also create beautiful screens that feel real.

I know you used to be a powerless human, and all of this is new to you. Things are moving fast, and its probably scary, but take it from me who has years of knowing this world.

You're nothing close to a monster, you made this world a more peaceful land. Vi, you truly are a remarkable Demoness, and I will remind you as many times as it takes for you to see your true value to not only this world but to me."

I wasn't crying because of my dream anymore, but his words. This man was everything I ever needed in live and support. I was falling for him more with every conversation.

"I…" I can't say that it was hard enough telling Sullivan that, and now was too soon.

"I really needed to hear that, sometimes I just… get stuck because it is new. To me, I am the monster, but I'm not." The sun was rising. "I should go, Shura is probably going to wake up soon."

"I will see and talk to you later. Have fun, and enjoy the day." He hung up first.

I tapped my head three times with my palm. Not saying what I was feeling in that moment. How he hung up first, and so easily. I could stay on this side of the phone quite; just knowing he was on the other side made me feel closer. I watched the sun rise from the bathroom window.

I shook my head, grabbing my wrist. No useless, repetitive behaviors. Can not get clingy, it ruins relationships. I will not do that here, I am better than in my human life, but was I? I was still part of that life for Twenty-seven years.

The urge to tap my head grew as all my life kept popping up like spam. From how I used to live a basic day-to-day life to every event that ever happened here and in my childhood. No specific order, just chaos as memories fired off like shots.

I took a deep breath, why was I struggling so hard now? I felt like I had faced so much worse. I made a list in my mind, as it got long, I realized I had filled my plate to the brim with too many things. I needed to delete these tabs before I got a virus.

Eli was priority one and protecting him meant I had to keep bring peace. Had to keep the relations, and working for border patrol I could bring down crime. What if I exited out? Left this life altogether and started somewhere new.

I had no money of my own to use; all of it in some account grandpa controlled. I could run away to some small town; I could grow food. I was set on the power front, but they would never stop looking for me, and running might make me a traitor.

I took a few long breaths. I did this before; I can do this now. I had a lot of allies, and friends now. Those who support me and only wish the best for me. They were all in hands reach, and there for me when I needed them.

Shura was woken by a servant, we were given our meals in the room, and left shortly after to the town. The city mimicked the castle, the demons here a darker completion to those in the central area. Some beings were like trees with legs.

Flowers lined the clean pavement streets; shops were all open to freely walk in and out of them. Ranging from things like clothes and foods, to Items and foreign goods. It was a time like this that I was upset that I did not have my own money.

The things I would buy, something to remind myself of this place. If only I had the courage to face grandpa and ask for my money. I did not want to ask anyone for help with this, it might cause an argument. I was trying to avoid those altogether.

Towards the end of the day I went home, checked in with Grandpa and just when I was about to ask I lost my voice. Saying something dumb like I missed you. I walked back to my room, tapping my head. I was so dumb.

How did I end up here like this? I used to take, and yell at those around me. Now I was treading on eggshells, afraid to make those around me upset. I needed to get out of this house, but how would I escape this?

I went to border control and asked where Narnia was at. The directed me to the interrogation rooms. I watched him talking with someone, a mask over his face, and glasses. Odd choice, but I was not about to judge him for his choices.

He made a phone call, then walked out, I hid in the corner with my mask up. The door closed behind him; he looked around, eyes narrowed. Twas time, I jumped on him. He unhanded me, and clung right back, scooping his feet out from under him, toppling on him laughing.

I pulled my mask down. "Getting old on me? I thought there would be at least a little more fight."

"I went easy on you. Please, get off me." He held his hands up defensively; he wasn't wearing the bracelet I gave him. I tried to make it subtle and not pretty, was I wrong?

My eyes furrowed. "Nari, don't be mad. It was just a little fun."

His orange eyes narrowed. "Well, I am, now get off me. I have work I have to get done. I do not have time for this."

He smelled different, I hummed, yanking the mask down. Orange eyes, red chin hair. I backed up, eyes wide. "Who are you? Because you're not Narnia."

"Look at that, finally caught." I turned to the door, Fenrir.

I looked between the two, trying to process what was happening. Narnia was Fenrir, but there was another Narnia in the room. Fenrir walked up, holding his hand out. I smacked it away, standing on my own. "Nah, I mad now. I asked for you and he was here."

Fenrir tilted his head. "Vi, come now. You're not in trouble."

Orange eyes, red beard. It was Henri; I held my arms and narrowed my eyes. "Both of you are in trouble to me. I mean what the actual fuck. I ask for you, I get Henri. Now you're here, nope. You're going to have to make up for this." I turned away from him.

"Oh, well would a date do? I had one planned for when you came back."

I gazed over my shoulder. "Maybe."

"While you two figure your stuff out, I got a lead. I am deploying spies to check it out. Do not be too far off if this checks out." Henri left the room, pulling his mask up.