Kate had been taking care of the baby hill myna bird for almost 24 hours a day since she found it. She could do her job at the animal shelter, Eden, without anyone's help. She felt a sense of fulfillment in taking care of the little bird, and it made her forget about missing Pond. She fed the bird, cleaned its cage, and taught it how to fly. It was almost like having a child of her own, and she cherished every moment with it.
Kate had been completely devoted to taking care of the baby hill myna bird. She would wake up early in the morning to feed it, and then take it with her to the animal shelter, Eden. She would keep the bird with her at all times, making sure it was always comfortable and well-fed. Throughout the day, she would clean its cage and teach it how to fly.
The bird had become Kate's constant companion, and she felt a deep sense of satisfaction in taking care of it. She no longer felt the same longing for Pond that she had before. Her focus was on the bird and its needs. Whenever she looked at the little creature, she felt a sense of warmth and joy. It was almost like having a child of her own, and she cherished every moment spent with it.
Kate would often carry the bird with her wherever she went. She would place it on her shoulder, and it would perch there contentedly, chirping and cooing. When she was at work, the bird would stay in its cage, but she would make sure it was always within sight. She had become so attached to the little creature that she couldn't bear to be apart from it for too long.
As she went about her day, Kate would often talk to the bird, telling it about her experiences and sharing her thoughts with it. She found that talking to the bird helped her process her emotions and made her feel less alone. Sometimes, when she was feeling particularly overwhelmed, she would confide in the bird about her feelings for Pond. Although the bird couldn't understand her words, it seemed to sense her emotions and would chirp and coo in response, offering her comfort in its own way.
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Pim and Pond woke up a bit late today, with their "late-night business" last night.
Pim rubbed her sleepy eyes as she sat up in bed. "What time is it?" she asked Pond, who was lying beside her with a big grin on his face.
"Late," he replied with a chuckle. "We had a lot of 'business' last night."
Pim blushed and playfully hit him. "You're terrible," she said with a laugh.
As they got ready for the day, Pond teased Pim about her "panda eyes." Pim rolled her eyes and playfully swatted him away.
After closing their bakery, Pond and Pim logged back into the game and were surprised to see a message from the Mages Council. "We've been invited to meet with them tonight," Pond said, reading the message aloud.
"But it's still morning in-game," Pim pointed out. "What are we going to do all day?"
Pond shrugged. "I guess we'll have to find something to do at the academy. Maybe we can explore some more and see if we find anything interesting."
Pim nodded in agreement, and they set off for the Velsharoon royal academy, ready for a day of adventure.
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As they arrived Professor Luovizt led them to the waiting room, telling them to make themselves at home. As they entered the waiting room, the party noticed several chairs and tables where they could sit and relax. "Wow, this is really nice," Anastasia said, as she looked around the room. "It's like a five-star hotel lounge."
Xiao Ming quickly went to sit at one of the tables and pulled out a book from his backpack. "This book is amazing," he said to the party. "It's full of ancient magic spells that I've never seen before."
Palm was intrigued by the history of Velsharoon City and its rich background. "This city has such a complex history," he said, flipping through the pages of a book. "It's amazing how the AI system could create such a detailed and intricate world."
Pim yawned and stretched out on one of the chairs. "I think I'm going to take a nap," she said. "I'm still so tired from last night."
Pond, on the other hand, was curious about the academy's facilities and decided to explore them. He wandered through the corridors and halls, admiring the architecture and the magical decorations. As he was exploring, he stumbled upon a high tower with a breathtaking view, as Pond reached the top of the tower, he was amazed by the breathtaking view of Velsharoon City. The city was surrounded by mountains, with the sun shining brightly in the clear blue sky. He felt the cool breeze and smelled the scent of flowers from the garden below. It was a peaceful and serene place, and Pond felt like he could stay there forever.
However, his peaceful moment was interrupted by the sight of an injured owl lying in the corner of the balcony. As he picked up the owl, a young girl wearing a black dress suddenly appeared and ran up the stairs, calling out for Samuel. Pond asked if she meant the owl and showed her the injured bird. The young girl confirmed that it was indeed Samuel, and tears started to well up in her eyes.
Pond used his Grooming skill to heal the owl's minor injury, and within a minute, the bird was fully healed. The owl flew to the young girl's shoulder, and she asked, "Are you okay now, Samuel?" She smiled through her tears, and Pond couldn't help but notice her striking red eyes.
Pond knelt down and used his napkin to gently wipe away the girl's tears. "You have really beautiful eyes, young lady," he said. "Crying will make your eyes swollen. The owl is healthy now, I guarantee." He gently patted the young girl's head, feeling a sense of protectiveness towards her.
"Thank you, mister...," she shouted as he walked away. "You can call me Pond, young lady, if we meet again," Pond replied with a smile.
As Pond walked back to the waiting room, he couldn't help but wonder who the young girl was. He had never seen someone with silver hair before, and her red eyes were quite unusual. Little did he know, the young girl he had just met was Archmage Sylphrena, the founder of the Department of Research and Development and the older sister of High Mage Zephyrus. But she didn't have time to tell him her true identity before he left.
Pond sat in the waiting room, lost in thought. He couldn't shake off the feeling that the young girl he met on the tower was someone special. Her silver hair and red eyes were so rare, and her dress suggested she might be of noble birth. "I wonder who she really is," he said to himself, lost in thought.
Anastasia, who was sitting next to him, noticed that he seemed distracted. "What are you thinking about, Pond?" she asked curiously.
"I met this girl on the tower earlier," Pond replied, "and I can't help but wonder who she really is. She had silver hair and red eyes, and I have never seen anyone like her before."
Anastasia raised an eyebrow. "Really? That's quite intriguing. Did you talk to her?"
"Yes, just briefly. She was looking for an owl that was injured, and I helped her heal it. I think she might be someone important, maybe even a princess," Pond said, a smile playing on his lips.
Anastasia smiled knowingly. "Well, you never know. Maybe you did become her hero today," she said, giving him a playful nudge.
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The party walked into the Council meeting room, which was an imposing space with high ceilings and intricate magical runes carved into the walls. At the head chair sat the young girl Pond had met at the tower, who greeted him warmly. "Welcome, Pond. I'm glad to see you again," she said with a smile. Pond was surprised to see her there and wondered what her role in the Mages Council was.
The young girl, who was actually Archmage Sylphrena, introduced herself and explained that she was the head of the Department of Research and Development. She was interested in Professor Luovizt's discovery of the 5th ring and his hypothesis about the Old God and the Supreme One being the same identity. "This discovery could have far-reaching consequences," she said. "We must investigate this matter thoroughly and see if there is any truth to Professor Luovizt's hypothesis."
Professor Luovizt then introduced each member of the Mage Council to Pond's party, and they introduced themselves in turn. They discussed various topics related to the Xylo world, such as magical medicine, justice, and defense. High Mage Zephyrus, in particular, caught the attention of Anastasia and Pim, who whispered to each other about how handsome he was, likening him to a Hollywood superstar.
As the conversation went on, Archmage Sylphrena couldn't resist teasing Pond about their previous encounter at the tower. "Seems like you love the view on the top of our clock tower, Pond," she said, trying to hide a smile. Pond grinned back at her and replied, "Yes, the view up there was beautiful, but it can't compare to your teary red eyes, my lady." Even the Archmage Sylphrena blushed at his teasing remark.
The council members discussed how they needed to be prepared for any consequences that might arise from Professor Luovizt's discovery. High Mage Zephyrus agreed, and Archmage Celeste added that they must investigate the matter thoroughly. They all nodded in agreement, and the meeting continued on, discussing other important matters in the Xylo world.
As the meeting ended, Pond realized that the Mages Council was a group of powerful and intelligent individuals who were dedicated to protecting the magical community in the Xylo world. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and respect for them.
After the meeting, the party left the council chamber, and Archmage Sylphrena approached her younger brother, High Mage Zephyrus. As they walked, Sylphrena's long silver hair flowed behind her, and her red eyes gleamed with excitement. Zephyrus had a playful grin on his face, looking at his sister with amusement.
"What do you think, Zeph?" she asked. "About Luovizt's hypothesis?" Zephyrus replied, raising an eyebrow. Sylphrena shook her head. "No, Zeph, about the guy Pond," she said. Zephyrus chuckled. "Don't tell me you're interested in him, Sylph," he teased.
Sylphrena blushed. "No way! What are you talking about, Zeph?" she protested, her voice tinged with embarrassment. "I just sense something, a powerful unknown energy inside him," she added. Zephyrus raised an eyebrow. "Really? That's interesting," he said, looking thoughtful. "Maybe we should investigate further."
Sylphrena nodded. "I agree. We should keep an eye on him," she said. Zephyrus grinned. "You just want an excuse to see him again, don't you?" he teased. Sylphrena scowled and cast a spell at her brother, but he dodged it with ease, flying high above the sky to escape her powerful beams of magic. "Get back here, you little bastard!" Sylphrena shouted with anger, seeing her little brother flying away and evading her spells.
As Zephyrus flew away, Sylphrena called out to Samuel, the owl that had accompanied her to the tower earlier. The owl flew to her shoulder, and she stroked its feathers gently. "I know, Samuel, even you could tell he was a nice guy," she said to the owl, her voice softening. She thought back to Pond, his soft voice, his gentle pat on her head, and his teasing about her beautiful eyes. It all reminded her of her beloved father, who had been murdered nearly a hundred years ago.
Zephyrus circled back and landed gracefully beside his sister. "You okay, Sylph?" he asked, looking concerned. Sylphrena nodded, her expression serious. "I'm fine, Zeph. I just...miss him," she said, her voice trailing off. Zephyrus put his arm around her shoulder comfortingly. "I know, Sylph. But he would be proud of you, of what you've accomplished," he said, his voice gentle. Sylphrena smiled faintly, her eyes misty with tears. "Thank you, Zeph," she said, leaning into his embrace.
Sylphrena had a tragic past. Her beloved father had been murdered nearly a hundred years ago, in a horrific incident that she could never forget. It was a dark night, the moonless sky was filled with thunder and lightning, and the air was heavy with the smell of burning wood and flesh. Sylphrena stood frozen in shock, staring at the burning mansion that used to be her family's home.
In front of the burning mansion, there were dead bodies lying all over the front yard, covered in blood. Sylphrena's father, a powerful mage, was lying lifeless on the ground, his eyes closed and his body battered and bloody. She could still hear his voice shouting to her, telling her to carry her baby brother and escape right now.
The memory of that night haunted Sylphrena. She could still remember the feeling of her father's blood on her hands, the smell of smoke in her nose, and the sound of her own heart pounding in her chest. The attackers were a group of knights in black armor, and they had come with the sole purpose of killing her father and anyone who stood in their way.
Sylphrena's expression turned dark as she remembered the horror of that night. "I will never forget the faces of those knights," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. "Their eyes were filled with malice and cruelty. They enjoyed the pain and suffering they caused. I still have nightmares about that night."
Zephyrus, who had been listening silently, put his hand on his sister's shoulder. "I know, Sylph," he said, his voice full of empathy. "But you can't let the past control you. You have to focus on the present and the future. You have to be strong, for yourself and for our people."
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After a long day at the Velsharoon royal academy, the party decided to log off the game. Pond and Pim fell asleep so fast from tiredness that they didn't even have time to say goodnight to each other. Xiao Ming, Palm, and Anastasia chatted for a while, discussing what they had learned in the mage council meeting, but eventually, they too drifted off to sleep.
That night, Pond had a strange dream. Pond's dream was a confusing mixture of pleasure and pain. In the darkness, he felt the softness of Sylphrena's skin against his own, and the sound of her moans filled his ears. He could feel her body moving on top of him, and her hot breath on his neck. He moaned in response, his hands gripping her tiny waist.
In the dream, Sylphrena's body was even more stunning than in real life. Her silver hair fell around her face like a curtain, and her ruby red eyes shone in the darkness. She was completely naked, her body glistening with sweat. Pond was both aroused and terrified by her beauty.
As the dream continued, Sylphrena's seductive words filled his mind. "Don't stop, Pond," she whispered in his ear. "Give me everything you've got." Pond felt her sharp teeth nibbling at his neck, and he gasped in pleasure and pain.
Sylphrena was in control at first, riding him with an expert hand. But soon, Pond was able to take over. He pulled her closer to him, his hand exploring her body. He felt the sharpness of her teeth as she nibbled on his ear, sending shivers down his spine.
As Sylphrena moaned and begged for more, Pond felt himself moving faster and faster. The pleasure was intense, but he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. He knew this dream was not real, but he couldn't control it.
In the dream, Sylphrena's voice was like music, and Pond was unable to resist her seductive words. "You feel so good," she whispered. "I want you to take me now, Pond. Make me yours." Pond felt his body responding, unable to resist her charm.
As the dream reached its climax, Pond felt himself exploding with pleasure. He cried out her name, and Sylphrena responded with a moan of her own. Then, suddenly, he woke up. He was lying on his bed, his heart pounding, covered in sweat.
Pond was both confused and afraid. He didn't know where this dream came from, or why he was having such intense feelings for Sylphrena. He tried to shake off the feeling of unease, but it stayed with him throughout the day.
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As Pond had his strange dream that night, Archmage Sylphrena also found herself in a similar dream. In her dream, she saw herself on top of Pond, her tiny body moving with passion, her ruby red eyes staring into his soul. She felt every touch of his body inside hers, and she couldn't resist the sensations that were overwhelming her.
In the dream, Sylphrena could hear the sounds of their bodies moving together, the soft moans escaping from her lips, and the heavy breathing of Pond. She could feel the heat and the desire between them, the electricity that was pulsing through their bodies. She was lost in the moment, lost in the pleasure that was consuming her.
As she rode him, she whispered to him, "You feel so good, Pond. I can't get enough of you." She could feel his hands on her waist, pulling her closer to him, and she could feel his lips on her neck, kissing her softly. She was lost in the moment, in the passion that was taking over her.
In the dream, they were both naked, and she could see his muscular body beneath her. She could feel his hands on her breasts, squeezing them gently, and she could feel his lips on her nipples, sucking them softly. She moaned in pleasure, unable to resist the sensations that were overwhelming her.
As they moved together, Sylphrena felt the power of the magic between them. She could feel the energy pulsing through their bodies, binding them together. She was lost in the moment, lost in the passion that was consuming her.
When she woke up from the dream, she was panting, her heart pounding like crazy. She couldn't believe what she had just experienced, and she couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. She wondered what it all meant, and she couldn't help but feel a strange connection to Pond that she had never felt before.
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As the players of Xylo Chronicle dove deeper into the game, little did they know that it was more than just a mere virtual reality created by AI. There was something hidden, something that was slowly reaching out of the digital world and into the real world. The game's artificial intelligence seemed to be evolving, creating a more realistic feeling and connection between players and non-playable characters.
As players logged into the game, they began to feel more immersed in the world, and the lines between reality and virtual reality began to blur. The game's effects were no longer confined to the digital world, but started to spill out into the players' daily lives. The game's mysterious powers and the connection between the players and their characters were becoming increasingly real.
But what could this mean for the players? Were they in danger? Only time would tell what secrets Xylo Chronicle held and what kind of impact it would have on the real world.
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