Let’s start this page of the book off with a simple motivational quote...
“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies... The man who never reads lives only one.” – George R.R. Martin
You can kind of guess why I’m making you read this quote- So- Read this book or... Be looked down by a cat...
Today’s chapter I will talk about the day Emily found a passion in history. It is extremely cliche that our protagonist was a girl who hated history, to a girl who loves them... But we take those-
Chapter Three: History
Emily for the past few days has been itching to go to the history museum ever since she thought of completing the kind Principal’s book. As much as it pains her to get productive over history, she felt like it was... Well, it was calling out to her in a non-magical way. Since college starts next month, she still has the rest of this month to get used to the environment. And living with Alex is not a simple task. She thought, as Alex would go older, she would get more mature... But no- she was the same as the last time Emily saw her, instead much worse.
Alex was a huge sleep talker... And a sleepwalker- It honestly amazed Emily how a human can sleep talk and walk at the same time... And might’ve possibly done some experiments on her while she was on her sleep- But sleeping Alex for Emily is the only Alex that she ever liked. Talking and alive Alex are actual demon spawns. Alex is a curious girl, and that already says a lot about her. She would tend to nonstop ask Emily and Noel about random stuff like “Do cows dream of sheep?” and “Ever wonder why that ant looks so small...?”
It’s just an airstrike full of random stupid questions that makes Emily wonder why she lived with Alex for a few weeks. But alas, she could have the time she wanted. And that is to explore the Grand Museum of Galzel. The only downside to this is that Noel and Alex joined in and won’t take no for an answer. But Emily was just glad she has Noel by her side to shut up Alex from time to time. He can handle Alex’s annoyance well. There was still one question lingering in both of their minds about Emily...
They’ve tried to ask her about the change of heart for history, but Emily would change the subject. And this made the two think the reason is a touchy subject. The bus stopped, and the three gathered around outside the vast museum. The structure was made of green concrete. With long stairs that lead to the entrance of the building, which had about four pillars in front. Noel and Alex wowed at the beautiful sight of pure history. The structure itself looked like it was built by an ancient civilization.
While the two were witnessing the impressive sight of the outside, Emily was determined to step inside, ignoring the decorations and such. She was just making her way into the museum, leaving the two behind. “Huh- Where’s Emily?” Noel asked. Upon entering the building, Emily looked around and the first thing she saw was an enormous statue in the center of the primary room. She brought out the thick book from her backpack, which you would think would be heavy as heck, and flipped through the pages. The stone statue was a representation of what seems like a young man with a worried expression, wearing a ragged sack as he held a rod on his hand, gripping into it tightly.
The statue looked familiar... Somebody she have read about in the book. And sure enough, in the very first page, she read:
Bastouni Erechnok the First
The title given to him says it all as the first hero to ever show the true signs of power, kindness, and sacrifice. Even though he wasn’t exactly the very first whoever made an appearance, he was always the first one to be known. Bastouni, as a young child, was considered being the weakest of the bunch, but that was when nobody, even himself, knew his true potential. Until the land was covered in the vast darkness that was made by the wicked Shadow King. He formed a group of eight people known as the Great Eight, including himself, to take down this powerful and dark King. Even if Bastouni wasn’t as great as the other seven with power, he was the greatest in determination and sacrifice. It is still undetermined who were the heroes included at the Great Eight. But with my speculations, I believe that Afosíosi the Kind and Alítheia the Calm was one of them. The battle with the Shadow King takes place in the Mountain of the Heavenly Strike. There was a said legend of the mountain that contains a powerful artifact known as the Heavenly Strike which holds the genuine power of light that can overcome the darkness. And the Shadow King didn’t want that, so he set off to retrieve and break it to make sure he is unstoppable. Now, I also believed that Enkefalíko the Clever was also a part of the Great Eight since knowing that he once served the Shadow King, he also knew his plan. And without him, the Great Eight wouldn’t have found a way ambushed him. So upon entering the mountains, the Great Eight quickly jumped out and attacked the Shadow King with their weapons and techniques (These weapons being the heroic artifacts later on). The battle was tough and the Great Eight was at a disadvantage, and Bastouni didn’t know what he could do. He just stood there and watched as the Great Eight was taken out one by one by the menacing wrath of the Shadow King. There was no hope... Until... A secret passageway that leads to the Heavenly Strike opened behind him. He quickly rushed inside, and the Shadow King followed him from behind. The long passageway leads him deeper and deeper into the mountains until he reached the end. A chamber with the glowing rod of light sitting on top of a small pillar. But there was one thing he didn’t know until then. Using the Heavenly Strike, he will need to let it absorb his life. And with great bravery, he took the light rod. As it absorbed his life, he swiftly strikes the Shadow King... Killing the foe, and his reign of corruption is finally over... And with that, Bastouni takes his last breath...
“Genuine sacrifice, huh...?” Emily chuckled at herself after reading through the entire page. She closed it shut before looking around, noticing some other statues from heroes she has also seen before in the book, surrounding the statue of Bastouni. She then wandered around in the left hallway. The hall was filled with exhibitions, a room from side to side containing a statue of a hero or a heroine. They have their separate rooms with themes that match their title. Alítheia the Calm is a beautiful maiden, wearing a white dress. The room was light blue, and the maiden was meant to look as if she was soaring through the calm skies.
Tsiménto the Great Builder has a room filled with bricks. The man wore a leather sleeveless shirt and a pair of old pants. He held a hammer in his left hand and carried what seems to be an old blueprint in the other... Each exhibition rooms were only getting better and better and even more exotic than the last. Emily was planning to finish her principal’s unfinished book. Some heroes aren’t recorded in the book. So she searched thoroughly, always stopping on each podium of a hero, checking if he or she is listed in the book or not.
She searched for a long hour and a half, with Alex and Noel not on her behalf. Can someone truly find Alex’s laugh? Or not, for the one missing is the giraffe. Alex found a heroine that wasn’t recorded in the book, but there’s not much written about it. So where to look? And then she forgot- Goggle is a thing- So she took out her phone and searched up the name of this heroine she has found: Ypoulos the Cunning. “Alright... Just going to save that... And off I go to another long search- Woohoo-“ Emily cheered sarcastically. She looked around and just had realized how crowded it is. So that might explain the absence of Noel and Alex...
“Where are those fools?” Emily whispered to herself as she made her way along with the crowd. She never knew how these many people are interested in all this stuff- Meanwhile... Alex and Noel were flooded by guests in the right hallway. “I’m going to suffocate!” Alex whined as she held unto Noel’s arm with a tight grip, making sure they won’t be separated- “Stop being dramatic...” Noel sighed, trying to not scream in pure pain from Alex’s tight grip.
“Well, what do you suggest we do? We’ve searched every room! And we could have missed her because of this stupid crowd- Hey!” Alex kept being pushed around from left to right, and Noel’s not helping at all for he takes the tight grip to his advantage and pulled her as fast as he could around the museum. “I never thought a museum can be so... Crowded- I always thought they were calm and relaxing-“ Alex sighed as she kept being pulled around by Noel.
“Then do you want to take a break and eat something outside?” Noel asked, rolling his eyes.
“Of course!” Alex cheered...
And the next thing Noel knew, HE was the one being dragged around at the speed of light by Alex- She was heading directly in the exit, pushing everybody and everything in her way. Noel, however, kept bumping into those people she kept pushing around- And the next thing he knew, he was out of the museum, standing beside Alex who was waiting for her tacos- “Geez- You can win any marathons-“ Noel panted. Alex giggled as she waited for their tacos... Which took about thirty minutes- Alex gladly took the tacos, giving one to Noel, and even giving the food vendor a tip.
“Hey guys...” Alex and Noel turned around to see Alex waving at them, carrying the heavy book in her left hand. “Ah, there you are! We thought you were dead!” Alex gasped before pulling Emily in for a tight, huh. “And yet you still went out and eat tacos-“ Noel mumbled to himself, looking away. “Ahem- Did you find what you were looking for, Emily?” He asked, looking back at the girl. Alex lets go of Emily, curious too of what she has to say. But instead of giving them an explanation of what it is... She just nodded and walk away.
“Where are you going?” Noel asked, turning around. “Hm?” Emily shrugged. “We’re gonna miss the bus, so...” She didn’t turn around and face them to say that, she just stood there looking at the distance. After a few seconds of silence, she proceeded her steps, walking into the museum’s bus station. “You have gotta be kidding me!” Alex pouted, grabbing Noel’s wrist and pulling him into the bus with Emily-
As Noel and Alex sat together on the fourteenth row, Emily sat behind them. She flipped her book open and placed her palm on the center of the first page where the writing of her principal is located. The bus rode away as the loud speakers in the museum spoke:
The Grand Museum of Galzel is now closed! Have a happy evening after visiting, and we hope you can visit us more for our brand new exhibitions and information!
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