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"I Skycall, which means I directly draw upon the Etherco -stars to give me power. It requires a reason, and gives me something in return."

"My power can't really be practiced. It demands reason to work."

"That's pretty cool. Subtlety is definitely not my strong suit. Takes a lot of time to get that level of percision."

Aster took the spoon politely from her hand and ate some. "Good ice cream. Did you make it?"

"Do you still have the ice cream?" Aster asked, trying to change the subject.

Aster stops her by grabbing her hand. "Eddie just needs some alone time. She needs to reflect on herself."

Aster runs to Lilyana. "Uh- sorry. This is all my fault."

Aster turns even more red somehow and collapses.

Aster turns completely red. I can't believe I just accidentally forced lilyana to say that.

"But you had a gun. A magic one!" "i believe in you."

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Aster taps Lilyana on the shoulder. "Are you going to tell Eddie now?" She then turns and faces Calev. "So why are you here?" Aster's hands started glowing.

"But who is it?" I should be worried for Eddie. Who is it? "Some mountains." Aster said skeptically, "Who are you?"

"Woah, it's probably just nothi-" "Okay. You want to go let the person in?"

"Can I try some?"

Aster didn't understand what was happening. Too early in the morning for her. I need to tell Eddie... But aster didn't have the willpower to tell Eddie. Maybe later. Especially after waking up on Lilyana.

And the one post which has been lost has been found again.

Same. Expect inactivity from me for 33 hours from now.

"It fell unconscious, and is fairly cute." Not as cute as Eddie though.

"Yeah. Do you know what to do with the platypus?" "I did? uhm... sorry?"

Aster woke up to a stsart, realized what had happened, then immediately screamed. "Wh- what happenohlookeddieyourawake."

The hallowed city was one of the strangest places for an inkling to be. The goo formed into figures, attempting to infiltrate the city. Inpenetrable. Impossible to get in unless... Imagination soared against Desolation's mind. Although it threatened to be consumed by the Subversion aura, it was resilient. Weilding Imagination was like bending metal. It was strong, and was particularily demanding. Desolation could already sense the wrongness of the otherside. He needed to be quicker. The light grey stone wall in front of him suddently transformed into a metal grate, with demonic purple shards of glass starting to clatter to the ground beside him, raining down like unholy storms. Each one burned Desolation's net form, but as an inkling it made no difference to him. Pain was secondary. The sentient dark goo blob slipped through the bars of the newly formed metal grate, struggling against hedra to hold it still. The inside of the hallowed city was dim. Dark, torchlit stone corridors, and unlit passages made up most of the city anyways. There were many more tunnels than the normal pepople thought, and the farther you went, the closer you would get to the bottom of it all. Desolation quickly made it to the bottom, only having to kill 2 liches along the way. his fluid body travelled effortlessly through the unexplored corridors, ignoring the withered remains and decayed corpses that littered the floor. Finally. The crypt. A singular coffin rested against the floor in the rectangular, unlit room. The only light was contained within the coffin itself. Desolation coalesced into an atramentum figure and opened the lid of the coffin eagarly. Inside was a dead man holding a pink crystal. Not purple, pink. Desolation quickly ran away, forming into a puddle and disappearing. You had to pick your battles carefully. This was not worth losing. No matter how much the pink crystal was worth. Both weren't worth losing.

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