Hezago didn't know what to do. He didn't know when he would be able to find a solution, if one was even possible. He stepped out of the room, having changed into something that wasn't a ball gown, and into the kitchen part of their car. He took a seat and buried his head in his hands.
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"What am I supposed to do?"
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Just then, Zack and the others walked in. Hezago sat up as quickly as possible and plastered a smile on his face. "Oh! How was your day?" He asked, his question not really making any sense, leaving Zack a bit confused.
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"What?" Hezago smiled nervously. "Nevermind..." Zack eyed him. "Alright, I guess, but we were supposed to be heading to Cairo, but it turns out they've closed their airspace or something like that. " Oh. So we'll be heading to Lagos?"
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"Yep."
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"Alright." Soon after, Elenora would also enter their car, looking a bit dishevelled and holding a casket that withheld Kaskit and her three kittens, who were looking around in false innocence.
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"Oh, great heavens," she said, heaving. "I don't know how you take care of them." She said it as if she were offended. Hezago, not noticing any of that, took the basket from her and lifted one of the three kittens out of the casket. He looked at her, and the cat looked back. Hezago smiled.
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"Your name shall be... Sesamie." The kitten meowed as Hezago set him down. He picked up the other kitten. He looked at him, and the cat looked back. He looked at him, and the cat once again looked back.
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"You're giving...Max." The cat once again meowed and walked off to go play with his other sibling. Hezago then picked up the last and final kitten. He looked at her, and the cat looked back. He looked at her, and the cat once again looked back. He looked at her, and the cat stuck out her tongue.
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"You're definitely going to be named Teresa." Hezago had wanted to call someone Teresa for a very long time, and now that he got the chance, he wasn't going to waste it. So, setting the cat down, he waited for the train to start moving before he could leave again.
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After all, he had already been to Lagos, and as good as the city was, he sincerely didn't feel like going there for a fourth time. So when the others weren't looking, he snuck out and portaled himself back to Borealia, thankfully this time wearing something far more appropriate.
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Hezago stepped off the train and into the blinding spectacle that was the library. As soon as he did so, Kaskit and her other kittens leaped out of the basket, all except for Teresa, who decided that now was a splendid time to spit out a hairball. Grimacing, Hezago magicked the disgusting object into oblivion, apparently wishing he had left Teresa behind.
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Ignoring the hairy residue that was left in the casket, he watched as the cats played around and plotted against each other, as if there was no tomorrow. Hezago began looking through the various and oddly named books in the area when a distant beeping could be heard. He followed it to what seemed to be a podium of stores of books that, as he would later learn, could mean life or death for many, many people, apparently not including him.
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There stood a pulsing figure of light, which, upon her turning around, would be discovered to be Mother Nature, or more commonly known as Nora borealis. "Is it working, Maya?" "Yes ma'am." "Good! You can go on leave now." "Thank you." "Alright," she said, turning towards him. "Welcome to the house of memories! The Memoriam library, as my grandson calls it, is a library in which every memory from every person that exists is recorded and connected to this very location!”
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“From the great khans of Mongolia, which are located on the 164th floor to the left, to the infinite pools of knowledge rediscovered by the likes of Newton (located on the 967th floor to the south), this library contains all memories and every recollection of the trillions alive and dead. Although this is available to you, it will not be available to anyone else who does not want to be blamed for murder. In the event someone who is not authorised by you touches one of these books, they will suffer a most painful death, with the owner of the memories dying alongside them, unless you give them the permission to do so."
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Hezago took a minute to process that. If this was the case, then he could find the reason for his mother's passing at his birth. That is, until she spoke again. "Any other borealisis memories will not be found here, as it is the standard, and, as per your concern, anything written in a living person's book of memories will affect them as per what the words written say.”
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“On the 6th floor, there are the Descriptors of Creation, which dictate how everything works, such as the magic system and how it interacts with physics. This can also be edited, but I don't recommend tinkering with them; it took a gooood while to get them up and running—cooperating, for that matter. You do not want to be there when magic and physics are fighting. It is by no means a sight to behold.”
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“Anyway, this library has, as you should know, been bestowed on you, meaning you should take care of it, not letting anyone access it. Oh, and do me a favour and make sure the shelves are not damaged; they're mahogany."
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And then it was cut. That was something. It was odd to see a message from someone who had been, at this rate, dead for millennia. He stood on the podium for a full minute before he stepped off, and even then, he stood some more. This was apparently a lot to take in. He simply snatched up his cats, put them back into the casket, and set them in one of the train's cars.
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He climbed into the train car, magicked up a seat, and sat. "Wow..." He murmured. "And I thought this was just a normal library." He said it, chuckling. "I shouldn't really be talking; my life isn't even normal." Then Teresa popped into existence right into the inside of Hezago's top hat. "Oh. Hi teresa..." She meowed. "Eh, I guess that makes sense." She purred. "If that were the case, I extremely doubt they'd have access to it." Then she blinked. "I guess that makes sense... Well, if that was the case, then I'd have to move this place elsewhere."
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She then popped into his lap and stared at him with a look that seemed to be concerned. "I think I know how." He popped himself outside the train. He raised his wand (which was very shiny), and a shot of light escaped from it. The mahogany shelves surrounding the train began shaking vigorously, with the contents of their shelves somehow not falling out. He then quickly rushed onto the locomotive and started it up, and a shot of fire ejected itself from the funnel. Hezago took this as the signal to make the train start moving, and so it did.
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The train moved out into space, a band of light tangling itself around the train and a rather large chunk of the moon. The train started to further itself from the point of origin; the band of light between them began to become less and less opaque, until it solidified itself into the likes of a chain. Hezago took a look out of the train cab and looked with slight concern as the moon started breaking in two, but as he soon decided that he'd deal with that later.
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With a flick of his wrist, he separated the library from the moon to find it encased in some sort of sphere that was proving difficult to move; the train's gears grinded and screeched, the sound uglier than an oddly specific person, until he decided that enough was, quite frankly, enough. He magiced up a salt shaker and (somehow) yeeted it into the funnel, with a jet of fire yeeting itself out of the funnel. Apparently, sodium chloride and fayedust make a very flammable substance.
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Anyways, the train yeeted itself forward with enough force to have snatched somebody's weave, and snatched somebody's weave it did, only that the rip current found its way to somebody who was apparently wearing a not very secured wig. Anyways, the train, along with the library, splashed into the water, somehow not getting soaked, and crash-landed on the seafloor.
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Hezago, slightly disgruntled for some odd reason, reversed the train out of the sea ditch and chugged forward into the ocean, but not after putting the library on a flatbed. He wondered how he'd be able to fit the train through the gates of Galaxia, but decided that he would figure that out later. Upon approaching the massive glass gates, it flashed a plethora of colours before settling on a purple colour for some reason, with the gates then opening themselves to his arrival.
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The train, and miraculously, the orb, fit through comfortably and onto the main line of the [Old] Galaxian capital. This country, Galaxia, was a secret country only the oceanic magicers knew of. The second-most populous country on earth and its satellite, Luna (or the moon), is located in the northern Atlantic Ocean, off the coast of the state of Granda Tokyo, CNA, where it is constantly under the threat of being discovered by Borealia.
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Hezago, as you can probably tell by now, is the ruler of two separate kingdoms that are quite disconnected from each other. The Kingdom of Galaxia was founded during the 23rd Nusekian Civil War, in which Hezago, in an effort to show his independence from the Borealian council, chose a side and had them win the war. They crowned him Queen, as he did most of the work during the war, but this came with the price of having the nation constantly hide itself from Hezago's other dominion, Borealia.
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Hezago had, by this point, chosen what he considered to be a splendiferous location for the library in the capital, right next to the Capitol's National Park. A few adjustments would have to come, of course, such as the placement of guards in its vicinity and possibly the introduction of a fence to the area, but that would also be added to Hezago's three-foot-long list of things that he'd 'take care of later'.
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Anyway, instead of heading back towards Lagos like any sensible person would, he decided it'd be a good idea to visit his Third- or Seventh- castle. He entered through the back door (the gates would have caught too much attention) and entered the maid's quarters. He walked through, expecting to only have to do just that, when one of the maids rushed up to him and alerted him to some alarming news.
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"S- Sir."
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"Yes, Bertha?"
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"The ball's in 20 minutes."
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Hezago raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
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"The new year's ball—the aristocrats are waiting for you."
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But before she could finish, he had already disappeared.
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This was chaos. Hezago had completely forgotten about the Oceanic New Years ball, but that was bound to happen when you were working on three different time systems, all of which are several years away from each other.
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Hezago ripped open his closet and grabbed the nearest ballgown he could find. He quickly put it on, and began to attempt to comb his hair when a bundle of such definitely wasn't there a day ago. Hezago groaned in agony. He instantly realised where this was from. That copy of his mother had apparently thought it amusing to give him the most unmanageable hair possible, made worse by the fact that it reached his waist.
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He did not have time for this idiocy, and so he (quite painfully) combed his hair, attached a bow to it, and snapped open his personal void. Reaching a gloved hand into it, he bought out a most pristine-looking top hat and set it down. He tapped it with his wand, and it popped into a crown. He tapped it again. A different crown. He then tapped it again, and it turned into a different crown with the Galaxian Insignia on it, but this time he put it on his head.
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He then turned towards him and jumped straight out of his window. His wand transformed into an umbrella, and he floated down into the royal garden below. He checked his surroundings, which were, thankfully, empty of people. He quickly walked across the lawn, pasting a calm facade onto himself. He entered the front lot, which was filled with thousands upon thousands of people, obviously here for the New Year's ball. He walked through the crowd, hoping not to be noticed, but that isn't really possible when you're wearing a crown.
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He was thinking he could make it to the front unnoticed when someone tapped his shoulder. He turned around on instinct to be bombarded by cameras and microphones. "My Queen! What are your thoughts on..." Hezago didn't really have time for this, so he turned around abruptly and ran for it. Before the reporters knew it, their queen had picked up her dress and disappeared.
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At this point, he was, thankfully, at the front of the crowd and at the grand gates. He turned around, looking slightly panicked, and smiled primly. "Hello! I'm terribly sorry for the delay, but now that I'm here, I can gladly announce the 2nd Annual New Year's Ball." And with that, the doors began to open outward, as if on command.
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Hezago guided the massive crowd of elites and other people towards the throne room, where a congregation of maids and others were waiting. As soon as the door opened, the maids rushed to their respective posts, with the head maid, Selene, standing next to the grand spectacle of the room, the throne. Hezago quickly rushed towards the throne and magicked it out of the way. The mural of the map of the country, which was quite large, gave way, with a bit of a sparkle, to a wonderfully decorated ballroom with a grand assortment of chocolate and vanilla fountains adorning the corners of the room.
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In the centre stood what seemed to be a Vosicassium metallic alloy sculpture of a Tuvirolip with a delectable dessert spewing out of its tip. There were food stations and other things of the sort scattered around the area. People of all kinds rushed in, from the peasant to the elite to the overtly irritating trillionaires, and began enjoying themselves. Hezago, as soon as nobody was looking, relaxed his face into a frown. He took a seat in the chair closest to him and heaved a well-needed breath. He did not want to be here. And if another person even dared to talk to him, saying some 'OuEeN ErAgOnIA' shit, he would quite literally vaporise them, but he hoped that wouldn't be necessary.
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He had sat there for like an hour before the thought that he had retired a while ago came back to him. He was supposed to be in Lagos with the others right now, but he couldn't spare the time; not right now anyway, mostly because it was literally about to strike midnight, and he had to be there to announce it. He manifested a piece of paper and a pen, scribbled down a message, and lit it on fire. Within seconds, it had disappeared into nothingness, hopefully having arrived in Zack's pocket.
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He continued sitting there for twenty minutes when the clock hanging over the Tuvirolip clocked 10 minutes to midnight. He stood up in annoyance and made his way towards the bright golden platform on the north side of the room, teleporting himself to the top of it with a look of tiredness on his face. By the time he had done this, there were ten minutes left until midnight (thank goodness) therefore meaning that the ball would be over soon.
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The music abruptly stopped, and Hezago's rather modified voice reverberated around the room. "Hello and good evening!" He announced, an unnaturally cherry voice being heard. "I'd like to thank you all for coming to this year's New Year's ball, and I hope you've all enjoyed yourselves. Now we have fifty seconds until the clock strikes twelve, and I'm quite glad to say that the countdown will begin now."
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The clock ticked to ten seconds.
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"Ten!" Hezago said, alone.
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"Nine!" Hezago said, this time with a few others.
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"Eight!" He said, with half the room saying it along with him.
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"Seven!" He shouted. The vast majority of the room said the same.
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"Six!" This time, the entirety of the room was saying it, except for the maids.
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"Five!" The lower house of maids and the entirety of the room agreed with him.
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"Four!" The entirety of the room, including the maid complex, said this along with him.
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"Three!" Everyone said it this time, a little louder than before.
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"Two!" The Tuvirolip in the centre began glowing rather profusely.
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"One!" The bud of the Tuvirolip opened slightly, a golden liquid spilling out of it.
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"Zero!" And finally, the Tuvirolip burst open, a golden nectar-like liquid flowing out of it. The rather extravagant clock hanging above the Tuvirolip gonged rather loudly, signifying the New Oceanic New Year, 3986.
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How spectacularly wonderful! Anyways, Hezago He smiled out to the crowd and nearly died after realising that he still couldn't leave yet.
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The New Year’s resolutions. Oh, the resolutions. Occasionally horrendous they are, and quite interesting too. He would, of course, not be sharing his, as he had none to begin with, but he would quite enjoy the oddities of the resolutions of the people of Galaxia.
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"Alright everyone! I hope you enjoyed the party! You are welcome to leave when you wish, but for those of you who wish to stay, you may participate in our third annual Resolution Revelation!" The crowd smiled. "You may all line up on the stage if you wish to announce your New Year's resolution." And so the attendees did. Thousands upon thousands of people lined up, causing a look of distress to surface.
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"Well... Let's get started! Come on! C'mon!" And they began. It took like 8 hours to get through half of them, and finally, at like 6:42 in the afternoon, oceanic time, of course, he had finally reached the last person in the line. The prince of Granada Costa. Eurgh.
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Anyway, Hezago welcomed him to the stage with the usual smile on his face. "Bon-, I mean, hello! What's your new year's resolution?" The prince smiled sweetly. Almost too sweetly. He got down on one knee and bought out a small black box. Hezago should have realised what he was about to do at this point, but he somehow remained oblivious.
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"Queen Eragonia of the Kingdom of Galaxia." Hezago's eyes looked bloodshot. He had realisation had surfaced.
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"Will you marry me?"
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And that was when a bottle of 100% Jeffersonian extra virgin olive oil came speeding at the prince's face. The crunch was quite satisfying.
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Infernus Rovala: Causes already ignited things to burn with increased intensity.
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Veracasis: Encases things in a see-through shell that cannot be broken by someone other than the caster or someone related to them.
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Sherikalisa Veuit: Chains things to another, breakable only by the caster or someone related to them.
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Sherrosa lociere: Protects objects it is cast on from salt water and salt water only.
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Feuer Rokis: Casts a ring of Leuer dust that causes any flower to bloom.
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Tuvirolip: A crossbreed of a Tulip and a Rose.
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