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Elaria Vaelwyn

“A soul slowly accepting her place.”

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Oh?…They were here weren’t they…

What are you talking about…? This is the throne room… There’s no one but the guards around… Oh… You mean—you and that damn omniscience… What did you see this time…

Hm? You seem worried…? Is it Harry you worry about? Do not worry, sweet vessel… He lives. He interacted with my conscious self that lives outside of time this morning.

I don’t worry about him. What do you m— He what? But Harry is a normal human… How could he? I was only able to connect my gaze with yours due to the gem you forcefully put in my way… And… The only other person who was able to connect their gazes with you was from that “time” that is forgotten now… Maeve, was it? She had to be actively between two timelines to be able to perceive you.

Perhaps there is more to him than we realize, hm? Why were they in the blacksmith village anyway? Do you have any ideas about that?

For an omniscient bastard, you really can’t see much, can you?

Pfft… Oh, I could “See” if I wished to do so… I find it simply boring to spy on such a useless pawn to my plan. But I do not feel like doing so yet. Why ruin a perfectly made story by making the omniscient god chase the protagonist? What would the protagonist do? Where would they go? There wouldn’t be a place to hide, would there now?

… We share the same body. I know when you lie.

Oops.

What the hell do you intend to do with Harry you bastard…

Who am I to ruin the reveal… Most villains from fictions always reveal their plans way too soon… But there is something that differentiates them from me. I’m no villain. Villains cause pain to reach their goal because it is the only way for them to get there… I, on the other hand. Let fate do the pain while I push everyone to the right spot on the chessboard.

Just how far did you fucking plan this…

You have my “books” next to you. How many are there, hm? Most of them are plans for what I wish to do. For example… W.A.T.M., which is what I plan for the future of this world after I bring my wife back to life… A world full of robots and androids fighting each other to save humanity after my utopia collapses.

You… Want to create…Utopia…

And there are, of course my records… Like “Ashes of the Forgotten Worlds.” This is the record I made while I was still in the now-forgotten future world that will now never come to be. I record everything I do like I’ve mentioned previously…

But… What the hell does any of this even have to do with Harry?!

Ah… Ah… No more of that… I said I wouldn’t spoil… Wouldn’t be fair for our dear reader now, would it?

R…reader? What are you implying? Is there somebody above you?

I hope the fuck not… That would be terrifying even to me. What I meant is way more complex than that… Im able to see the future within “time,” and due to the fact I gave you access to my “books” within said “time,” I am able to see what happens to them in the future…

and…?

Someone somehow got their hands on it.

…Wait… What…? But your books live outside of reality, do they not…? Im only able to read them because we share a body currently… Wait… There’s something you are keeping to yourself… Im the only other person, other than you, who is able to interact with them as far as we both know… In the future… You plan on letting me free. …? My body… It’s not destined to become your wife… But its purpose is to enable something to let her be reborn… But after that purpose is over… You just plan to let me go…? And I suppose… I’ll write about what I remember…

Perhaps your vision is clearer than mine…

What…?

Don’t worry about it just yet.

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Im simply impressed… That’s all…

About what… Speak up.

I just never expected human philosophy to be this advanced in a single soul… You have been put into places your whole life… And yet… You still try to understand. Why is that Elaria?

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Oh…Are you surprised I used your first name?

Why… Do we even banter like this?

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Are you just trying to persuade me…? I can feel you clearly aren’t lying… But still.

I… I have no idea.

It is not like you need my input in your plan. You merely needed a vessel. So I must ask again. Why do we banter? If it is truly unnecessary.

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You… truly have no idea.