The Step Of Palimpsest
#10

Since 'The Pursuit of Revenge' carries a classic fantasy theme, I read a lot of other classic fantasy works that I can easily understand. Among the easiest I access is manhwa or Korean comics, usually popular from royal and fantasy genres.

There, the most popular themes filled by female main characters are transmigration or isekai, reincarnation, and villainess. Villainess and villain in English both mean villain, which means telling the story of a female criminal. If you find a theme like this, then the majority must be related to transmigration. I read a lot of comics with that genre, but I also accompany it by reading the normal romance genre only.

As I read, more and more ideas came along. More and more of my evil thoughts are to make the female lead character as evil as possible, with a mask of innocence protecting her, which even the reader himself will not realize too soon. Bad characters have more chances to attract a lot of audiences, than good characters that are just that. Because it is so fun to be able to see the perspective of the evil in the novel world.

Maybe, now I'll regret it.

Dorothy took off all her masks. She no longer copied Dominique's hairstyle when I was a kid when I met Casildo. But now it is even worse. He wanted to make me look evil, with this broken hair it was not easy to distinguish two twins if they had no close relationship or biological relationship. He wanted to abuse the patience and mercy Dominique had placed on me.

What I realize—in any world it—Dominique will never be a bad person.

"Do you need glass? And you are the same. You take someone else's property, like a selfish little boy."

Reply wisely, do not answer in a hurry, but do not stay too long. Don't let my own words be turned back by him. He was manipulative, until I had a headache setting the truth in him first.

"Your interpretation is there nothing better? That little boy's a human being who's learning morals, you know?"

"So you admit that you are selfish, greedy, and greedy?" His mouth was so ugly, the hyperbole coming out of his mouth was filled with delusions.

Sometimes leaders go hand in hand with people. However, it is his duty that one will stand in front of all of them facing the typhoon that brings with it dry rocks or twigs that might injure it, he said, while his back cast a shadow that always hoped for the best decision that everyone could enjoy.

"Yes, indeed. Your brother is ambitious, trying to achieve what he wants and keep what he has. That's why you chose me as your successor."

"..."

I hope my words don't bounce. If only the right ear comes out the left ear it means he is still listening to me.

"I am a bird free in the wild and make no mistake, the threat in the outside world can be used as a guide on how far I can go when facing challenges. Life outside is so difficult that a bird born and at the same time only lives in a cage with a powerful tweet can tremble in fear when it hears moans from the wild."

Dorothy was silent with her face bowed, straight to the ground, no matter what kind of mask she was about to drop. With the wind dribbling back to sing, messing up the thread strands that were connected between us. Red thread that binds between one individual with another so that makes humans as creatures that cannot not be socialized. Among us, of course, someone is sick. The hope is given these words so that he can be healed, but if it is already covert, how else?

He was silent, no longer able to answer my words at all. Indeed, he is like a cat who is afraid of the outside world, but will do anything for himself by going up into the trees even though he does not know how to get down. In the end, he was always helped by others because he could not think of his own solution.

"I want to confirm one more thing."

Dorothy finally lifted her head, but in my eyes, her degree had already lost once she lowered her head. He was silent when I talked about the reason why you chose me, and not him.

"That doesn't change the possibility that I'm more special than you."

"You're very special, more than anyone. Just try to ask you to be helped to find answers, not by asking to find answers and get others to solve your problems. We can definitely be equal and can compete fairly, everyone will without a doubt support you to the point of making me get carried away."

Dorothy's still not sneaky enough. Well, he has not officially become an adult with me this is actually 28 years old—plus the three years I've lived here.

"Dorothy, if you want to finish now, then finish."

The man—Theomund Ginova—had a very piercing look in his eyes while aligning himself side by side with Dorothy. Nervous, just from the look of his eyes alone has made me waver. I don't know what his allies are like, but I'm afraid. He looked at me from the front, but there was someone looking at me from behind as well. If your eyes feel like they are being pierced by a sharp object, then the eyes behind me are full of pressure and push.

There was no way a lake this big would have no supernatural creatures inhabiting it. Even if it was in my home world, it was always associated with mysticism or sacredness and all sorts of things.

"The carcass will definitely be smelled as well, and I don't want to be the one closest to the source of the carcass" he said.

Now not only Casildo who ignited emotions, but Cashel also splashed the fire as well. "Theomund, they're both your flesh and blood! If you love your children so much, then hold justice for them!"

His face remained flat, now augmented by his right hand embracing Dorothy's shoulder. "Wizards do not see justice, but opportunity. We do not understand the concept of justice. That's why you called me to the battlefield last year, right?"

"But this is not a battlefield! They're both your children, your own descendants that you should be able to look after and care for!"

"You don't know anything, just take care of your own child. This is our family's problem. Did you call Cashel, Dominique?"

After I noticed again, her pair of eyes were sparkling, as if her irises were illuminated directly by the moon's white light. There was a bluish aura that resonated with the color of his eyes. The uneasiness in my chest grew more and more intense each time I noticed how her eyeballs glistened. I can do the same thing, though I'm not sure I'll be able to keep up with the amount of magic she's been putting out. However, I will try to reduce the hypnotic effect.

Suggest yourself with optimism.

The spell is long like any other spell, but there are ways to shorten it. Namely by giving keywords, such as names to call allies, or sentences that are no more than five words that cover the overall meaning of the mantra. I closed my eyes and recited the mantra in my heart.

A glimmer of Morrow's light broadened my senses.

I could see the light that pierced through my eyelids, so bright a magic light that it could illuminate thin sheets of skin. When I opened my eyes, Dorothy along with her giant hyena ally had already arrived halfway between me and Casildo. Just once he directly attacked me after I activated the magic. In this way, our duel begins.

"Let's see together, who would be more trying to subdue one of us?"