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     “Well Wilfre? Would you like to have it?” Wilfre smiled and took the pen from Percate’s hand. He looked up and locked eyes with Circi once more and began to blush. Percate and Steven saw his face redden and looked towards Circi, only to notice that the blush was just as bright on her cheeks, if not even brighter. The two laughed and Steven left the house with his son.

     “Well Wilfre? Would you like to have it?” Wilfre smiled and took the pen from Percate’s hand. He looked up and locked eyes with Circi once more and began to blush. Percate and Steven saw his face redden and looked towards Circi, only to notice that the blush was just as bright on her cheeks, if not even brighter. The two laughed and Steven left the house with his son.

<center>~~Eleven years later~~</center>

<center>~~Eleven Years Later~~</center>

     “Hey dork! Where’d you go?” Circi ran through the village looking for her friend.

     “Hey dork! Where’d you go?” Circi ran through the village looking for her friend.

     “We need to go home Circi. I’ll explain later.” Circi hesitantly followed her mother but stopped to look at Wilfre. He was still crying, holding the Mayor tight, and Cricket was talking to the other Rapos in the huddle. She turned back around and followed her mother the rest of the way home.

     “We need to go home Circi. I’ll explain later.” Circi hesitantly followed her mother but stopped to look at Wilfre. He was still crying, holding the Mayor tight, and Cricket was talking to the other Rapos in the huddle. She turned back around and followed her mother the rest of the way home.

<center>~~5 Years Later~~</center>

<center>~~Five Years Later~~</center>

     “No! You can’t go into Creation Hall! And the fact that you think you can do this is borderline heresy!”

     “No! You can’t go into Creation Hall! And the fact that you think you can do this is borderline heresy!”

     “Alright. I’ll do what I have to. Where can I find them?”

     “Alright. I’ll do what I have to. Where can I find them?”

<center>~~Twenty years later~~</center>

<center>~~Twenty Years Later~~</center>

 

     “Ow ow ow! What? No!!! This cannot be!” Suspended in midair, Wilfre called out to the world below him, signaling his defeat.

     “Ow ow ow! What? No!!! This cannot be!” Suspended in midair, Wilfre called out to the world below him, signaling his defeat.

     “Alright, time to empty this place out.” Boss thought to itself. The shadow in the Lair began to rise, forcing the Hero out and sending them back to the village.

     “Alright, time to empty this place out.” Boss thought to itself. The shadow in the Lair began to rise, forcing the Hero out and sending them back to the village.

     “Well she thinks right! What are the details?”

     “Well she thinks right! What are the details?”

<center>~~Eventually~~</center>

<center>~~Eventually, In the Afterlife~~</center>

 

    “AARRGH! You STUPID drawing!!! I hate you!! I HATE ALL OF YOU!!!!” Circi scribbled into the Book of Life, trying to draw Wilfre onto the Dark Mannequin, but failing to remember what he looked like.

 

<center>~~In the Afterlife~~</center>

     Athys wondered around with Steven, looking for any lost souls who may have recently died. Appointed as guardians of lost souls by the Creator, their job was about to come to its climax.

     Athys wondered around with Steven, looking for any lost souls who may have recently died. Appointed as guardians of lost souls by the Creator, their job was about to come to its climax.