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School and life has gotten in the way of me continuing this fic quite a bit, but now I think I'm finally ready to get back to work. I reworked some of the remaining plans and made the probably wise choice to revise the existing chapters before moving forward, since there are some things in there that I am not happy with/some of the chapters didn't turn out how I would like. Be patient with me, okay folks?
Also, here's a teaser for you to tide you guys over. It's not edited, so the scenes will probably look different in the end, and all mistakes will be mine.
===The Breaking Point Part 2 Trailer===
The Emperor of the Boiling Isles chuckled darkly behind a curved golden mask. “Oh, you innocent child.” His voice was deep and powerful, with the brittle undertone of a person weary with age. “I never wanted to hurt anybody. I came to help you. And help you, I will.” He allowed another grim chuckle, twirling his jagged golden gauntlet almost carelessly.
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Amity fired a ray of white lightning toward the rebels, the sudden motion springing everyone into action. The Emperors Guard began to strike, abominations and huge vines flinging themselves at the opponents. The rebels, who were much smaller in number, began to use their own tactics, illusions blasting away spells and crystals shielding witches.
The Emperor’s Guard moved in perfect sync, firing spells with practiced precision and effortlessly pushing back the rebels, although they were putting up a valiant effort. Chunks of earth, ice, and abomination swirled up alike, matching the blows from the trained Coven. Amity fell back into the ranks, scanning for familiar faces (namely Luz), although she met none. ‘Where are they?’
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Luz darted between trees, quickly flicking sharp glances behind her to make sure nobody was following. Owlbert easily lifted her over thick branches and through sharp canopies, his wings guiding them wherever they wanted to go. Suddenly, the forest leveled off, and she was exactly where she needed to be. Belos’ castle rose into the sky before her, its grey stone piercing fluffy clouds.
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“You see, Earth is so cruel. So… unkind to its people. Life there is uncaring, cold.” Belos’ cyan eyes fixed themselves on her, his gaze unwavering in its intensity. “But I don’t need to tell you that, do I? You know. You’ve seen it. Seen how they cast out anybody who’s different. How they abandon them.” His voice was softer now, almost polite. “You had potential here to become a witch, finally fitting in.”
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Luz was truly falling now, the sand far below rapidly growing bigger. Her mind kicked into overdrive and time seemed to slow down, one question forcing itself into the forefront of her mind. ‘What do I do?’ Glyphs whirled through her head, as if they would do her any good, pressure building on her lungs. The pounding of her heartbeat grew louder and louder, ideas (none functional) whirling together into a hazy blur. The ground grew closer and closer, her heart beat louder and louder, her brain failing to save her, and then… nothing.
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Amity felt nauseous. Memories of recent times appeared, unwelcome, of her being truly despicable to everybody. To her friends, to the rebels, to ‘Lilith’, to Luz- she had done so much wrong. The nagging voice in her head grew louder, telling her how much of a failure she is, how she had screwed everything up. The teal-haired witch found herself walking back towards a source of comfort: Belos’ tower, where she could at least feel welcome.
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“But you RUINED IT!” Belos’ voice rose to a yell. “YOU HAD TO MESS IT UP!” He slammed his gloved fists down with a thunderous clash. “YOU CAME TO MY WORLD AND TRIED TO TAKE IT! WHAT SHOULD I HAVE EXPECTED FROM A HUMAN!” Belos roared, before running his hands over his head and taking a deep, audible breath. “But the titan’s bigger plans will surely allow for you within them,” he said after a moment, voice cooler than ever before.
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The world was all white around Luz, nothing distinguishing ground from sky, and she was floating. “Where am I?” Suddenly, she saw it. A great, scarred beast with an almost-human body and jagged limbs was hovering before her. The creature began to move, twisting in midair and stiffening as it turned to look at Luz. As soon as it was facing her, she recognized it. “Are you the Titan?!"