boulders of bricks to mount to a higher altitude.

The village was undergoing heavy construction and more buildings had been built within the months Valverno had found the place. He saw there had been more buildings built and more than a thousand people living in the growing village than a hundred people.

What was a ghost village became the capital trade city of the Northern Region. Thanks to Valverno and his group the village was blossoming with life. If it wasn’t for him, the village would still have been enslaved by Lusìvar, the witches, the Piper, and the five Dragons under Lusìvar’s control.

“Hm, this village is more alive than it was dead six months ago,” said Valverno. Even though his face shown a darker side of him, he was starting to smile as life was growing in the village. Life itself is what brought great joy to his heart. As long he could see life living the way it was supposed to live: to be free, then he would be happy.

Sora could see her brother smiling, despite seeing a demonic side showing on his face. She saw his human skin to be very grey. She didn’t take a liking to his appearance, but she was happy his evil-like appearance didn’t defy some humility Valverno has.

“I was here some time ago when I was trying to find you,” she said. “I was traveling alone when I was trying to find you.’

“A young, little sister trying to find her big brother on her own? You’re starting to grow up into a woman now.”

“Growing up into a woman? I am already a woman, thank you for taking no notice at my grown body and image. Considering you have doing some re-growing from a small baby into a full-grown specimen over the past seventeen years, I’d say I am fully grown.”

“True and since reconnecting with my ripped body parts, my aging increased back into its proper form. And as I recall, there have been a few times I would be a ‘learning support’ to you, when you didn’t know what to do or you would be too lazy to do something, you would lean on my shoulder for help.”

“Ah, yes. I do miss those good-old days when we were young. Why can’t we relive those days?”

“Because those good-old days are long gone and in the past. So, if you have the power to turn back time or transfer us both back when we were young kids playing in the dirt, we are stuck in the present. Right here right now, we are here to get the people we need to build an army. I just need to get them motivated to join me.”

“Are you sure you can do that?” asked Sora.

“We are two of five Pangaeans who helped the early people evolve from caves and small groups. Thanks to us, all living beings in today’s age is getting together and they are prospering when everyone is working together. This is the will of the Three Gods, and I, as their Chosen Hybrid, have to keep the Living Life in a perfect balance.

“However, there are forces that do want to oppose and break apart the balance of the Living Life. Lusìvar is the main force that does want to end the balance the Three Gods worked hard to create. And they have chosen me to keep the balance, but mostly to get rid of the Shadow King.”

“You make it sound you have been given a big responsibility.”

“I’m a demigod, the divine son of the Crystal Dragon. With great power comes great responsibility. But enough talk of personal lives. I’ve got an army to assemble.” Valverno shook his head and presided to walk forward.

“Before we go walking into town, should you think of changing your facial appearance yet alone your body?” asked Sora.

Valverno stopped seconds after he finished taking his forth step. He held out his hand and a small mirror sprouted from his fingers. Valverno gazed at his reflection; his face was demonic-looking and the scar was deeply cut into his skin, and his legs and his wings were dementing. His human face had a few extra features looked different than what he first looked like when he came to the village six months ago.

Seeing how different his face is, Valverno was going have a difficult time trying to fit into the village. Once the people saw his newly formed body colored from the Pool of Shadows, they would think he had change sides. He knew they were going to be judgmental of his appearance.

The hybrid had now debated to how he was going to enter without causing a huge breakout. It took a big fight to proclaim him a hero, and walking right into the village would proclaim him a villain, just by his evil-dementing appearance.

“We’ll keep pondering here if you just keep staring at yourself in the mirror, or is it you are finding yourself attracting you can’t take eyes away from the mirror?”

Valverno scratch his mouth and gave a few slurs from his mouth. He was taking a liking to his new appearance and he could not walk right into the village and have everything think he turned evil. “Hm, I do admit: I look so attractive enough it would kill a squirrel at first sight. Even you would be head over heels of my demonic appearance.”

Sora groaned and slapped the hybrid’s arm and walked a few steps away from him. “Jerk!”

“Still the same as ever: I give wise comments and you slap them away.” Valverno smiled as Sora walk. “Ten thousand years in hibernation and still you give the same results when I give something to say.” Valverno walked over to his sister and wrapped a wing around her and pulled her closer to him.

“I never meant on doing it, since I am married to another,” said Valverno.

“But you were thinking it,” said Sora. The White Knight began to move away from Valverno’s wing and stood in front of him.

“You thought about it

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