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Autumndusk, Stoneglen Square, Time: 12:50 PM
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With Jhoan taking the lead, the group followed in tow, making their way toward the parade. The anticipation and excitement were palpable as they walked, the collective energy of the crowd building up.
As they reached their destination, their eyes were met with a spectacular sight that seemed to transcend the worries of the day. The parade unfolded before them, a tapestry of colors, and music.
The parade was a mesmerizing display of color and sound. Musicians led the way with drums, flutes, and trumpets, setting a lively rhythm.
Elaborate floats followed, each depicting different wonders of the world, adorned with lights and flowers. Performers showcased acrobatics, dance, and stilt walking, captivating the crowd.
Characters and mascots interacted with laughter and treats. Giant puppets and fantastical creatures added a touch of whimsy. Both children and adults reveled in the magic, united in their awe. The parade created a sense of unity and joy, celebrating the world's beauty and diversity.
King Morgans was a regal figure with an air of wisdom and authority. He stood tall and dignified, his silver hair cascading down his shoulders, adorned with a golden crown encrusted with precious gems.
His piercing blue eyes held a mix of kindness and shrewdness, reflecting his years of experience.
Dressed in ornate robes of deep blue and gold, his attire symbolized both his royal status and the harmony he sought to achieve.
King Morgans made a grand appearance in the parade, seated atop a lavish, intricately designed wagon.
The wagon itself was a masterpiece, adorned with golden filigree and shimmering jewels that caught the sunlight and dazzled the onlookers.
The wagon was pulled by a team of majestic white horses, their coats gleaming as they carried their esteemed ruler with regal elegance.
King Morgans sat on a plush velvet cushion, his presence commanding attention from all around.
He wore a robe of deep royal blue and gold, symbolizing his authority and unity. His silver hair was neatly groomed, cascading down his shoulders in graceful waves.
His eyes, a piercing shade of blue, held a mix of humility and pride as he gazed upon the cheering crowd.
As the wagon moved through the parade route, King Morgans waved and smiled at his subjects, acknowledging their cheers with genuine appreciation.
His hand occasionally gestured graciously, a symbol of his willingness to bridge gaps and forge connections.
The crowd's excitement was palpable as they celebrated both his return and his efforts to bring about a new era of peace.
Amidst the jubilant atmosphere, a vibrant medley of emotions and celebrations filled the air. The spectators, encompassing a diverse array of personalities, found themselves thoroughly immersed in the festive spirit.
Elizabeth, known for her flair, enthusiastically applauded, her applause punctuated by the occasional cheer. "Ah, perfect just like how I wanted."
Sunop, ever the jester, showcased his joy by twirling and dancing to an imaginary rhythm, his exuberance radiating infectious energy. "Yay! Yipe! Wahoo!"
"OH MY GOD DID YOU SEE THAT?" Jhoan, caught up in the moment, jovially shook Caramels' shoulder, making his shoulder feel even worse from the shaking.
Ezra, the more reserved of the group, couldn't help but let a small smile grace his lips, his inner contentment manifesting subtly.
"Well, it's quite the show." Ace, with his calm demeanor, displayed his kind of happiness with a serene yet warm expression.
"Oh my god! It's so cool!" On the other side of the spectrum, James and Mianne reveled in the celebration with unbridled childlike delight, their faces illuminated by the joy of the occasion.
However, within this tapestry of jubilation, there was one group that seemed to stand apart from the revelry, their expressions and body language painting a different picture.
Perched atop a rooftop, Sugar's Enterprise observed the unfolding spectacle from their vantage point. Each member of the enigmatic group bore a distinct demeanor, their silence hinting at the intricate workings of their minds.
Sugar fixated his gaze upon King Morgans' regal presence without uttering a word, his thoughts shrouded in secrecy. November, her sadistic tendencies veiled behind a calm facade, eventually broke the silence, addressing her comrades' anticipation.
"So, what's our next move, professors?" November inquired, a glint of anticipation in her eye as she summoned a peculiar image in her palm, a bird with a singular, oversized yellow eye.
Sugar's lips curled into a knowing grin, the depths of his intellect apparent in his response. "We shall engage in a conversation with him, my dear colleagues," he announced, a chuckle escaping his lips as the weight of their collective understanding settled.
November's smile broadened, a manifestation of her macabre excitement, while Dy'va's enthusiasm surged in anticipation of their forthcoming actions. Toodies, ever gentle, expressed his agreement with a serene smile, and Rosco's stoic countenance betrayed nothing.
Amid their unspoken unity, Sugar's maintained the reins of the conversation. His gaze shifted amongst them, carrying with it an unspoken message that each of them understood, their next steps unfolding within their shared understanding. "We will make sure that COU won't fall into their hand."
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Autumndusk, Stoneglen Square: The Grand Stage, Time: 1:00 PM
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King Morgan's carriage came to a halt at the grand stage as the crowd flooded in to witness his conference. With a confident smile, King Morgan stepped onto the stage, basking in the cheers of the enthusiastic crowd. The sound of camera shutters clicking rapidly filled the air, capturing the moment.
Standing before the microphone, Morgan scanned the surroundings for any signs of suspicion.
Clearing his throat, he began his speech, "Ladies and gentlemen, today we have achieved what we've strived for tirelessly - peace." His words ignited an even greater wave of cheer from the crowd.
James and Mianne watched the speech, curious about what would come next. Ace and Ezra, however, remained skeptical, their past encounters with Twilight fueling their doubts about the situation.
"Looks like this Morgan guy knows how to captivate an audience," Jhoan remarked, observing the crowd's fervent response. Elizabeth and Caramels appeared genuinely interested, while Sunop continued his lighthearted antics.
"For many of us, achieving such a feat may have seemed impossible," Morgan glanced down at the podium before raising his gaze again, "But today, I stand before you to announce that humanity has taken its greatest stride forward!" Morgan's proud declaration sent the crowd into a frenzy of excitement.
"Unfortunately, due to a busy schedule, The First Leviathan, Volo, couldn't join us today. However, I will convey his message on behalf of all of us," Morgan added, eliciting a murmur of disappointment from the crowd.
Morgan cleared his throat once more and began to deliver the words Volo had entrusted to him, "I am pleased to inform you that Eldritchs will no longer pose a threat to humanity. We, as the unified force of humanity, will ensure a better world for all! A world unlike any before!" The crowd erupted in unrestrained enthusiasm, thankfully without causing any destruction.
"I hope you all enjoy the festivities of the peace treaty! We will ensure that each one of you has a fantastic time." Morgan concluded his final statement before excusing himself from the stage. Newspaper reporters swarmed around him, eager to extract more information.
"Well, that was quite an event," James remarked to Mianne, who nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, it seems like world peace is finally within reach," Mianne replied, her optimism tinged with uncertainty.
Ace and Ezra exchanged knowing glances, understanding each other's skepticism about the situation.
Meanwhile, on the rooftop, Sugar appeared irritated, cracking his knuckles. November focused on polishing her nails, while Toddies, Dy'va, and Rosco engaged in a game of poker.
"Oh, soon enough, our statement will make its mark," Sugar smirked, ready for what was about to unfold.
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