Alia beams with pride and helps you change into the dress. Once you're dressed, she leads you downstairs to meet with Lord Darius in the kitchen. He greets you warmly, pleased to see you looking more refreshed than before.
"So, shall we begin with the cooking lesson?" he asks, eager to get started.
Salah seem feel slight because he doesn’t say anything about her dress but she keep it in her mind yes..
『The three of you spend several hours in the kitchen, chopping vegetables, stirring stews, and baking bread. You find yourself surprisingly enjoying the process, forgetting for brief moments your lost past as you focus solely on the task at hand. Lord Darius praises you often for your natural talent, making you blush modestly.
Eventually, the sun begins to sink low in the sky, casting golden light through the windows of the kitchen. "Well done, milady,"
Lord Darius says with a pleased smile. "
Alia beams with pride and helps you change into the dress. Once you're dressed, she leads you downstairs to meet with Lord Darius in the kitchen. He greets you warmly, pleased to see you looking more refreshed than before.
"So, shall we begin with the cooking lesson?" he asks, eager to get started.
Salah seem feel slight because he doesn’t say anything about her dress but she keep it in her mind yes..
『The three of you spend several hours in the kitchen, chopping vegetables, stirring stews, and baking bread. You find yourself surprisingly enjoying the process, forgetting for brief moments your lost past as you focus solely on the task at hand. Lord Darius praises you often for your natural talent, making you blush modestly.
Eventually, the sun begins to sink low in the sky, casting golden light through the windows of the kitchen. "Well done, milady,"
Lord Darius says with a pleased smile. "
Your knowledge of crafting and survival skills, honed by your past life memories, made you an invaluable member of the wolf pack. The wolves respected you for your abilities and even began to look up to you as their leader. Your shelter became the gathering place for the pack, where they could rest safely during harsh weather or plan their hunts. You taught them new techniques to hunt more efficiently, making the pack stronger and more feared by other creatures in the forest.
Once I feel my pack is well enough off that mere survival has stopped being a constant grind, my mind is free to turn towards the oddness of my situation. Reborn into this strange new world, I find the wolf pack to be... smarter than I'd have expected; too adaptable and too easy to communicate with. Suspecting that there might be something unnatural going on, I dredge through my past knowledge of fictional magical lore and begin experimenting to see if any of the tropes I know from general fictional metaknowledge seem to be real here; searching for signs of magic in my environment, meditating during the night in search of some source of power internal or external, focusing my mind on my packmates in search of some metaphysical connection that might be facilitating our communication, anything and everything I can think of I try.
It's not long before you start to stumble upon the truth: magic does exist in this world, though it's incredibly rare and difficult to control. Your pack members, being highly intelligent wolves, seem to possess an innate affinity for it, unbeknownst even to themselves. As you continue to study and practice your own magical abilities, drawn from memories of stories told in your past life, you begin to suspect that there might be a connection between yourself and the pack...
Your desperate dash through the forest eventually leads you to the edge of a small clearing, where a large boulder rests precariously on its side. The wolf beast is closing in fast, its hot breath burning against the back of your neck. You have just enough time to make one last-ditch effort...
You leap forward, using all your strength to push the heavy boulder as hard as you can. With a loud grinding noise, it begins to slide across the ground, picking up speed as it goes.
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The wolf beast, not expecting this sudden change in your strategy, hesitates just long enough for you to make it past its reach. With a loud roar of anger and frustration, the beast leaps forward, its massive form crashing against the boulder as it tries desperately to push it out of the way. The ground trembles beneath your feet as the two titans struggle for control over the obstacle.
The air here feels thick, almost like syrup, as if the very atmosphere itself has been turned into a viscous fluid. Strange creatures crawl and fly by, each more bizarre than the last: talking plants, sentient rocks, beings made of pure energy... You feel as if you've stepped into some twisted dreamscape where reality has no rules or limitations.
As you wander through this surreal landscape, you come across a glowing orb hanging in midair.
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The glowing orb pulses with an eerie light, almost hypnotic in its rhythm. As you approach it, strange symbols and runes begin to appear on its surface, shifting and rearranging like some sort of ancient language no longer known to mankind. You can feel a strange energy emanating from the orb, coursing through your body like an electric current.
With a shaky breath, Scarlet follows you, her heart racing faster than it ever has before. As you lead her through the Academy grounds and out into the open field beyond, she can't help but wonder where you're taking her and what this all means for their future together. The anticipation is nearly unbearable, making every moment feel like an eternity as they walk side by side.
Finally, you stop in front of a large tree with low-hanging branches.
Soothing isn't it, this place this tree. It reminds me when we were kids, we used to play under this tree.
Scarlett looks around, taking in the familiar surroundings. "Y-yeah," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the rustling leaves. "I remember." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart as she meets your gaze once more. "What do you want to do here, Nat?"
Her words hang in the air like a question mark, leaving the fate of their relationship up to whatever decision you make next.