The Step Of Palimpsest
#7
Dorothy was born full of privilege. The eyes of the Spirit that have been open since birth. He was also loved by a lot of magic. Many magicians were willing to help him without having to make a contract. Because just by being near Dorothy, they could feel full. They can read past lives, present, and future. They try to eat a long trajectory of bad and evil aura that tries to hurt Dorothy. Without the need to be accompanied by anyone, it is very unlikely that Dorothy's life will be threatened.
However, it was different from Dominique. Dominique was born with her Spirit Eye still closed. Not a single magic tried to approach him because his trajectory had no temptation. Temptations such as up and down, hollow roads, and winding. Fortunately, Theomund was able to guide Dominique because he once deliberately closed the Eyes of the Spirit that had been opened from him to be reopened using the method of practice because it was a condition of his father to signify the heir of the head of the family Ginova is worthy.
It took ten years until Dominique's Spirit Eye could open. And, when his eyes opened, he was immediately invaded by magic that felt the path of attraction. They were so amazed, enthusiastic, so excited, that those who had been close to Dorothy also now turned to Dominique. Dorothy's allies had only a few left, while Dominique took them all away from her. Dominique's struggle was not so easy because her father applied the right way in her opinion to open the Eye of the Spirit. So, sometimes it can be out of sync with each other because it has a difference of opinion.
In another world, Dorothy was the main star. In this world, Dominique is in my control, I am the creator of this world who will determine the course of this world.
In my world, I live with worry. Worried about my parents' health, finances, job salary, how am I supposed to torture myself even further? Just for the sake of setting aside money to send to mom and dad, but there must also be money for me to survive. I'm the one who doesn't take criticism, even if it's from my own parents. I've got a lot of burden on my mind, I don't want to make anyone feel bad either. I'm selfish, yes, it's my life and it's my path. I never blame anyone for the suffering I suffer.
Once here, the clock turns into days, days into weeks, weeks into months, until the rotating moon turns into years anyway. I vent myself over many things that I could not achieve in my previous life. At first I was afraid because I didn't know what to do with Dominique's body, but seeing Theomund and Lesya's treatment like that I remembered my parents.
I am a different person now.
Magic is no longer imagination. I have power, power, even immeasurable wealth. I can do anything and have the full support of my family, even the best education. I don't have to be afraid to save money. I can do my hobby without any financial fear in the future and later. The conglomerates, diplomats, billionaires, and billionaires in my world feel this every day? This is the true freedom of choice. The strangest, tastiest, and senseless foods can be put forward. And they'll definitely get it.
Is this the paradise of the world?
"This is the ceremony of maturity of the Ginova twins, do not hesitate to be made festive. Do you have a concept?" ask dad.
On the day I opened my eyes in this world for the first time, Dominique and Dorothy even Casildo was 16 years old. After three years had passed, it meant that there was only one year left to prepare for the ceremony of maturity. From now on it will be busy. Maturity was terrifying, although at least staying here was still better than in the old world, but it was still equally frightening. Ah, going back to my teenage years traumatized me by being an adult.
"Can't I be a teenager forever?"
Under a glass roof filled with water illuminated by the blazing sun - if there were no shields, it could be a giant magnifying glass that burned us like an ant. Right now I, Dorothy, and dad are in Mangata Castle. We're working on a concept that would be suitable for our once-in-a-lifetime party of maturity. The appreciation given by the father was very large, not to forget the mother was also very supportive as the leader of the prayer of good hope.
"There's a forbidden spell to it, but you won't be able to try it" said the father.
"Why not?"
Dorothy folded the colored paper for the invitation into unique shapes. He took over to give an answer, "Because the spell can only be cast by Eve's level. We who are still at Morrow's level can't do anything."
'Can't do anything yet' in the sense of not being able to use top-level magic yet. The rank of witch is divided into four by age from zero to one hundred. 1-25 years is my level with Dorothy who has been mentioned, the level of Morrow. 26-50 years is the level of father and mother, the level of Daylight. This level is the most potential level to develop spell steps that can release massive energy when stepping on the next level.
51-75 years old is the Dewfall Rankings. At this level are those who are able to use extremely dangerous spells, as they cooperate with high-level allies. Even much higher than my serial allies who had the first color feathers in the universe. Those who are most prepared to sacrifice themselves in case something unwanted happens.
Next year alone, dad will level up to this level.
The last one is Eve. This level covers the age of 76-100 years, they are ready to wait or even pick up their own death. Those who were most prepared to leave the world when all of his affairs in the world had been completed, then when someone ranked Eve left, his magic imprint would not flutter in the old world. They are at this level already beyond reason, there is no record of what really happened to people at this level after they cast the forbidden spell.
A forbidden rejuvenating spell, perhaps it could switch into an immortality spell or something else. No one knows because we all avoid creating threats - which could complicate us - so as little as possible. Witches against knights, of course, the victors are witches because we are the ones who 'bless' them when going to the battlefield.
If in the old world, what witches in this world do is similar to shamans. Witches gave knights some kind of invulnerability in order to return home after the war. Not infrequently, some magicians who are devoted to studying in the knight academy are sent to help the forefront when they are desperate.
Imagine if the boy knew the truth of this secret—
Stop over. There was a horse. The father who had closed his eyes and rested his head on the back of the chair, as fast as lightning turned to sit firmly. Then, Dorothy who was folding the decoration for the invitation card also became tense.
"Casildo's horse, huh?"
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Behind the person who was smiling cheerfully, there would always be someone who felt envious. What his heart wants is always taken away from him and so belongs to someone else before his eyes. The other person was his own sister, Dominique. When they were children, Dominique tended to be shunned by other members of the Ginova family for not being born with an already open Spirit Eye like Dorothy. But even hard work can beat pure talent, as long as it is willing to try.
Everyone was up against Dorothy, the gifted child, the taste bud, and the one born with the opened Eye of the Spirit, whose name had the meaning of a gift from God. Everyone thought it would be the greatest gift the Ginova family ever got. His father was increasingly fond of him, even though Dominique's life had just survived after betting on the horn of life.
If Dominique had died, Dorothy could have gotten what her brother had snatched away.
Yeah, that's what everybody wants. Dorothy may be sensitive, but she'll participate in the manipulation of others, after all. His mind and conscience are overlaid with each other. It's easy to make him mess up and a dog that likes to lick his master. Therefore, Theomund did not put his beloved son to the title of too much responsibility.
It wasn't that Theomund didn't trust Dorothy, but he just wanted his beloved son to be safe and not be like his brother. Parents will not be able to see the death of their children, there is no term for parents who have lost a baby.
"Dorothy, what's wrong?"
Dorothy continued to stand beside the castle window, watching her brother and the young man she loved riding horses together. Envy of course exists. However, Dorothy kept smiling, along with her brother's laughter which slowly disappeared as Dominique and Casildo moved away from her sight. It took Dorothy a long time to digest and interpret what had happened to her life into a language she could easily understand.
"But Dominique is not Dominique anymore. Why didn't you immediately choose me as the leader of Ginova?"
"Because I don't want to lose another child."
"So, who's actually inside Dommy's body?"
Theomund sipped a cup of hot tea. "Someone from a distant world, he said," Theomund said
Dorothy turned her gaze toward Theomund. He approached his father, sat down and joined him for tea. He shifted the cup to get closer to him, then demonstrated the movement of lifting and pouring the teapot without touching the teapot using magic. The smooth gurgling sound of the tea water complements the beautiful scenery of the transparent roof and the cool air that infiltrates through the window slits.
"I noticed, he was somewhat overwhelmed after being taught the basics of magic matter. Maybe he's from the usual people."
"Maybe. Even so, he knew who was trying to drown the original Dominique at sea."
Dorothy's hand flinched, the impact creating a loud twang between the lip of the teapot and the teacup. His eyes were enlarged like a stretch of hair, his iris was in line with his mother swaying like a pebble that was hit by the river water.
"What?"
