Tim manage to evacuate villagers , but worries with Oz how Nova was as he excuse to the Cheif "Mr.Stone I must-" the chief pat his back "we trust you Dear Timotheus..You have changed these past 3 years since you left our village so it's alright..." as he nodded , Oz Stone followed as he cast silent arcana spells to be anonymous element based [It has Sound , Psyche , Reality , Space and Time]. which the young aspiring Levite cast a sound-element spell that WHOOSH AND WHAM deafened the hearing of all monstrous enemies and made them faint to death. Several of them, before Tim tried to walk ahead with his new body to adapt until he reached the hillside very distant from the rest of the village noticing a crawling vegetatively dazed Nova grunting to reach his sheathed sword 'Null-Sphere blade" and Tim's broken dual shields "Skull-Crest Aegis" that was not even repaired even to the knowledge as its an ancient celestial regalia compare the null-sphere blade as a crafted magical weapon (Celestial Regalia).
As Tim approached Nova, he couldn't shake off the worry etched across his face. The distant echoes of chaos from the village faded, but a new concern took its place – the state of his once-vibrant friend, now reduced to a mere shell of his former self.
"Nova," Tim softly called, kneeling beside him, "we managed to get everyone to safety. The monsters won't reach our people, but I need you to hang in there. Dorothy's handling the situation, and Cosmos, your sister, is doing her best to understand what's happening with you."
Oz, utilizing his unique arcana spells, maintained a protective barrier around them, muffling any external sounds that could disturb Nova's fragile state. The air seemed heavy with an unspoken tension as Tim carefully lifted Nova into his arms.
"Your sister's worried sick about you, Nova. We all are. But we'll figure this out. Just hold on," Tim whispered, glancing at the inert Skull-Crest Aegis and the sheathed Null-Sphere Blade. They were symbols of battles fought and victories earned, now silent witnesses to a new kind of struggle.
As Tim carried Nova away from the hillside, uncertainty loomed. The once-bustling village now stood still, sheltered by Oz's arcana and guarded by the remnants of Tim's broken shields. The air hummed with the weight of the unknown, as if the very land held its breath, awaiting the resolution of Nova's enigmatic condition.
Flashback , when initially Nova was knocked out by the blast by the bedchamber of the 99th floor that has an altar of the central holy emerald palace (Cathedral Castle). As Tim and Dorothy were in shock. Astra on standby as he nod to a goddess former Chocola now truly revealed as Spinel. As Astra uttered "Choco-I mean Goddess Spinel…I think it's time you explain why Nova is an outlander yet still connected to these other two…Dorothy Cardinal no.42 and Timotheus Richmond.." Tim shudders how this look-alike casually is aware of identified then accepts to notice this specific twin-like guy is a spy-assassin sort of knight. Which makes sense for the aura he gives off. As Astra continued with a slightly yearning gaze at an unconscious Nova his shadows carried near their side "Please , besides…I had no idea what just happened now….All ai believe is..what else is Nova originate from and like? His family?" (Our family…Since I am the forgotten third child..the youngest triplet from the other two I presumed..)
Spinel, now revealed as the goddess overseeing the affairs of Mythlandia, gazed at Nova's comatose form with a mix of compassion and ancient wisdom. Astra's inquiry hung in the air, waiting for an explanation that could unravel the mysteries of Nova's origin.
The goddess spoke, her voice carrying the weight of centuries, "Nova is indeed an outlander, a soul tethered to the fabric of Mythlandia and your modern realm. His connection with Dorothy and Tim runs deep, woven into the threads of destiny. As for his family, Nova comes from a lineage of complexity and diversity. In the world you call home, his connections are equally intricate."
Spinel gestured, and a spectral image flickered above Nova, displaying scenes from his past. "He had a first love, Sachiko, who departed due to a terminal illness. Another, Yuki, whose relationship was marred by betrayal. These experiences shaped him, and his soul carries the echoes of these profound connections."
Astra, absorbing the revelations, questioned further, "But why is he here? What purpose does he serve in the grand tapestry of Mythlandia?"
Spinel's eyes gleamed with ancient knowing. "Nova's arrival is a convergence of destinies, a bridge between worlds. The intricacies of his soul intertwine with the fate of this land. He is a key to the balance that Mythlandia seeks, and only through the understanding of his past can the path forward be revealed."
As Astra grappled with this newfound knowledge, Tim and Dorothy, on the fringes of comprehension, exchanged glances. The revelation hinted at a cosmic connection, a destiny that bound Nova to a tale far larger than any of them had imagined.
Then Spinel got her usual Chocola persona back and spoke "Ohh right You meant his family?" Tim and Dorothy nodded with a bow. Astra grumpily admit "Yes obviously!!!" Then Spinel sighs "Back to Nova the outlander's original home or where his family resides were two parents. Also a twin sister..rather a middle child triplet…as let's just say Astra…you are related to these two siblings that makes you a triplet or the lost one…soon to be shown why such a separation only spoken more privately between us..can't let Nova's companions get more confused with the complexity.."
In the quiet revelation, Spinel, now back to her Chocola persona, continued, "Nova's family in the world he hails from consists of two parents and a twin sister. Astra, you are the missing triplet, separated for reasons that will be revealed in due time. It's a tale intricately woven with threads of fate, secrets, and destinies entwined."
Astra's eyes narrowed, the weight of unspoken history lingering in the air. Spinel added, "For now, focus on the challenges that lay ahead. Nova's journey, your own, and that of his companions are inextricably connected. The bonds forged will illuminate the path forward."
As Spinel spoke, the scenes above Nova shifted, revealing glimpses of his family in the other realm, a reflection of lives untouched by the intricate and magical tapestry of Mythlandia. The trio—Tim, Dorothy, and Astra—stood at the cusp of revelations that would reshape their understanding of Nova's existence.
Tim and Dorothy points at the magical hologram Chocola-rather Indigo Goddess Spinel casted "So..that girl…Is Nova's sister what is her name?" As Astra subconsciously uttered due to his spiritual telepathy with The godddess "Her name is Cosmos. Full name was Halley Vega de Valor….Ughh…This is too much…yet I hope you both understood this.." Dorothy is still in denial at the connection with Astra and Nova , but Tim nodded to accept. Dorothy carried Nova and spoke "Still, The true Indigo Goddess Spinel…May I say in due time….what just happened to Nova…an outlander….shall we deal with the aftermath by helping you how to deal with the aftermath we have slain the centuries old Equinox or rather Anti-Goddess?"
Spinel, in her Chocola form, nodded understandingly. "The aftermath of defeating the Anti-Goddess is a complex weave of consequences. In due time, I will guide you on how to navigate these challenges. For now, focus on tending to Nova. His connection to Cosmos and the deeper mysteries of his existence will unfold as you tread further into the labyrinth of Mythlandia."
As Tim, Dorothy, and Astra absorbed the weight of this newfound knowledge, Spinel concluded, "Remember, each step in this journey is a thread woven into the grand tapestry of fate. Embrace the unknown, for within it lies the true essence of adventure."
Then back to present. As Oz sighs fading his spells once all danger subsided by the village and other approaching faction knights collaborating with the adventurers in their village against the remaining weaker monsters , Tim tried not to cry and sighs "I may not be great at the other methods of magic besides the knowledge expanded since our time together Nova yet I promised both your look-alike I I mean Twin and The current Dorothy to watch over you okay?" As he subconsciously summon his familiar Ptsi as Oz beams and Tim uttered "Ptsi!!! My familiar!! [blue Macau bird] been awhile so…keep in watch for any sort of magic okay? This way you can help me-the owner that summons you on preparing for future trouble okay?"
Ptsi, the vibrant blue Macaw familiar, perched on Tim's shoulder, flapped its wings and squawked in acknowledgment. Oz, intrigued by the magical creature, asked, "So, this is your familiar, Timotheus? Fascinating."
Tim nodded, smiling at the bird. "Yeah, Ptsi has been with me for a long time. A loyal companion in both ordinary and magical matters."
As the trio continued to ensure the safety of the village, the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the recovering landscape.
The familiar bird cawed and flew away to do its orders of its owner. Meanwhile , Nova was carried by both Tim and Oz along to his special wheelchair with the strapped sheathed signature weapon of his , and the broken dual shields of Tim as they make a run for it. Oz almost shudders as he and Tim heard in their own shadows a whisper. As Tim beams to casually spoke "Ohh Astra right? Nova's look-I mean twin right?checking on how Nova is now? Well we were able to get him as requested…and he is safe with me and Oswald Stone here.." the shadow whispers back of gratitude as Astra added more audibly "Also this is just one of my abilities of shadow senses…basically I can link myself to anyone's shadow in an unlimited range as long as I have mana…which luckily it's very strong and large…So , My brother…and Dorothy's brother were okay? That's good…However , no response of my dear twin re-awakening yet. Still in a vegetative state despite the current danger?"
Tim responded, "Yeah, unfortunately, Nova is still in that vegetative state. It's been a concern for all of us, especially Dorothy. We're not sure what triggered it or how to bring him back. It's like he's trapped in his own mind."
Astra's shadowy presence conveyed a sense of concern. "I see. Well, if there's anything I can do from my end, let me know. Maybe some connection between us can help him. Keep me updated."
As the trio continued to make their way through the village, they encountered concerned villagers and other faction knights, all working together to clean up the aftermath of the monster attack.
His shadow voice faded. Meanwhile, Oz sighs to breathe as his mana is halfway used up to utter "Let's return with the other villagers! The current other faction knights can deal with these monsters"
Tim nodded in agreement, "You're right. We've done our part, and it's best if we get Nova to a safer place. The village will recover, and we can focus on figuring out how to help Nova."
Together, they made their way back to the village center where the other faction knights and villagers were coordinating the cleanup efforts. The sight of their fellow faction knights and adventurers working together brought a sense of unity, even in the face of adversity. Oz and Tim continued to support Nova's unconscious form, hoping for a way to bring him back from his vegetative state.
Then slowly transitions to Nova's inner world or dreams that simulate the image of his modern-day self that is a 1st year highschooler grade 7 as he turn to this dream Sachiko as he utters "Hmm...Are you real here? It's just feel surreal and I felt my recent memory is more a dream than this.."
Dream Sachiko smiled gently, her presence in this dream world ethereal yet comforting. She spoke, her voice soft like a gentle breeze, "It's a place between reality and the realms of your thoughts, Nova. A sanctuary within your mind where we can converse."
She approached him with a calm demeanor, "You're facing a struggle, aren't you? Something is keeping you here, and I believe it's more than just the physical condition of your body. Tell me, what's troubling you, Nova?"
Then he blinks confused as he caresses her white hair and look over her violet eyes with a mole near her lip on the left side "Are you really real Sachiko? It's a bit hazy of how I can comprehend what you said..."
She nodded, her eyes reflecting a mixture of understanding and warmth. "In a sense, I'm a manifestation within your mind, Nova. The essence of our shared memories and emotions creates this form. I'm here to help you navigate through what troubles you. What is it that weighs on your heart?"
He gulps as he felt a head and heartache now seeing a more lovely and lively aura of Sachiko "It's that…..Why can't fate let you live? Especially of the possible silver of hope we can spend more normalcy together….when you're gone or before it's revealed there's no way for having treatment or donor for your condition…I believe you promised your still with me in spirit so….as crazy as this sound.." bittersweet laugh "It's like this moment gave me a chance to see you again even if your probably not a ghost or was…."
Sachiko's expression softened, a gentle smile playing on her lips. "Life is unpredictable, Nova. The ways of the world are mysterious, and sometimes, things happen beyond our control. But our connection goes beyond the boundaries of life and death. I'm a part of you, in your memories, in your heart. We share a bond that even the passage of time can't erase."
He gasped and cried with a bit of a sniffle "I am so sorry….Did you regret connecting with me romantically? When we first met and the moment you're hospitalized we still were able to maintain our relationship before we ended it needlessly to admit….I wish I could explore my dreams with you!!!!"
Sachiko gently wiped away his tears, her touch comforting. "No, Nova. I don't regret a single moment we spent together. Our time was short, but it was filled with genuine connection and love. Regretting it would mean forgetting the beauty we shared. Life took its course, and I'm grateful for the moments we had. Cherish the memories, for they are a testament to the depth of our bond."
Then she cried a bit as she can't say much and utter "Yet can you recall anything before this ethereal reality we're drag in your mind?" As he felt a gasp and headache "I can't somehow I can't remember what is my REALITY? It's all so fuzzy what was I supposed to do again? Or drag here?"
Sachiko's expression softened, a mix of sadness and understanding. "Nova, sometimes the boundaries between realities blur, especially in dreams and ethereal realms. Your memories might be fragmented, but perhaps that's the nature of this space. Focus on the feelings, the essence of who you are, and it might guide you through the haze."