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send “▶▶️” to get a glimpse at a scene from my muse’s future.
Scrambling around in his personal study, a visibly older Historian called out with a bit of irritation in his voice. “Aeron! Hey Aeron!”
“Did you sneak off with that book of mine?” He asked, while still searching for his lost book. “I told you that, that one was not to be carelessly moved. As it was on the verge of falling apart.” He added, though still didn’t hear a response.
Let out an annoyed sigh, Arawn couldn’t help but figure that he need to acquire some aid in either finding the one he called for, or in the least over his missing book’s location. “Hey, can I get some of your help Umi…”
*Glimpse of the possible future over*





