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Perhaps it was a notebook he was gifted back then? Had White Lily accidentally left it on his side? Pure Vanilla was puzzled. White Lily would not want it back, not when it would bring her nothing but bad memories. It was such a pretty book, too. He mindlessly looked through the pages. Maybe he could make it a new journal, if only to record his travels. After all, this place was only the beginning of his journey throughout Earthbread.
Having made up his mind, Pure Vanilla pulled out a quill and wrote on the first page.
January 11, 20XX. Blueberry Yoghurt Academy. It’s been a long time.
Immediately, the dark ink sank into the page and vanished.
Pure Vanilla blinked, and the page was blank. Then, slowly, a new sentence appeared, like another person was writing back. The words were smooth and elegant.
Hello? Has it really been that long? May I ask who you are?
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Many years ago, Pure Vanilla found a fragment of the Fount of Knowledge in a book. Now, as the Dark Flour War approached, he must reconcile with his...friend. -
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Despite knowing all the reasons she needed her pain medicine, all the scientific information and the chemical foundation that made up the medicine, young White Lily wholeheartedly listened to the nun. A child, naive and foolish she was, but never faithless. For the first time in her meaningless, painful, exhausting life, she saw a purpose to her existence. Perhaps her pain was a signal of something all along, a message directed to her that no one else ever understood.
As the Witches’ will. She told herself as she threw away the white bottle. I will overcome this. I will be better.
I need to be the one.
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White Lily has felt this pain for her whole life. Six hours. One pill. And four hours of bliss. Yet she never accepted it, for this was the Witches' trial for her: endurance, and faith. -
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The King could have never expected his next words.
“Elder Faerie. You’re going to die very soon.”
What.
His anger rose quickly, “how dare you? Is that a threat, Black Sapphire? To say that to the Guardian, you dare disrespect the Witches like that?”
But Black Sapphire was looking at him with such honesty that the anger just could not burn, “You will die, Elder Faerie. And you’ll just be another plot device that nobody cares about except for shipping discourses.”
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When Elder Faerie captured the Servant of Deceit, Black Sapphire, he tried to understand why a brilliant young man could banadon everything and become so cruel and sinister. He just could not get it. -
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The first time the Fount of Knowledge tried to kill himself, it was centuries before his descent into Deceit.
In retrospect, he had known it would not work. The bodies of the Beasts were meant to be indestructible, a masterpiece that would endure the flow of time, ensuring the permanent happiness of the cookie kind. Unless he drained all the power from his body, or somehow requested another Beast to do it, there was no reason, no actual logical cause, for him to cease to exist.
Lest by something so casual such as falling.
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To normal people, death is a finality, a terrifying force that takes and takes. But to the Fount of Knowledge, it felt like prayers, it felt free. -
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Pure Vanilla, for his part, is incredibly happy to have his friends all together again. They talk briefly about their own awakening, show the new magic they learned, and the challenges they faced with the Beasts. They are in the middle of discussing Hollyberry’s new shield when the door bursts open.
A flash of blue fabric announced the arrival of a certain jester.
“It’s wonderful to see all of you here, my friends!” His smile is wide, and Shadow Milk’s practically hopping, “oh, how I have missed you, my dear Beasts!”
Pure Vanilla couldn’t stop himself from smiling. Knowing Shadow Milk, the others would sigh at worst, perhaps roll their eyes, and then allow him to join them with mild annoyance.
After all, he thought, that was simply how friends were.
Yet, the moment the request is made, the other Beasts paused.
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The day Pure Vanilla met the other Beasts for the first time, he wondered if his belief—that the Beasts were friends—was actually wrong all along. He expected politeness, even awkwardness, between them. And yet, as the Beasts casually banter with each other, he wondered if that problem only extends to Shadow Milk Cookie.