The librarian hound Arakat Graveel just return from his lunch break when he found the same petite Precious One stood in front the library door, staring as if trying to observe the door pattern design. Arakat sense of smell made him notice the scent of loneliness and depression. This little one...he thought...she always let out those scent filled with grief. What in the world made her smell like that in 24/7? 

However as librarian, he cannot bother himself dealing other people business, so he went walk to her briskly and open the door which 10 times bigger than her. She flinched at his appearance as she glance upward at his appearance, although there was fear settled in her pearl color eyes, her lips still trembling while making an effort to smile as her thanks. 

"Thank you." She said softly, fortunately, he has a good sense of hearing. Although she was scared, but the word came out from her mouth are truly sincere. How long has he received his last thanks, too long to even remember. Not to mention from a mere human.

"It's my pleasure to be thanked by Precious One." Arakat ignored as he lead her to enter library after he received the book she borrow yesterday. 

"...." The girl dropped her smile slowly as she follow him behind. And again, Arakat could smell that loneliness scent...filled with sadness too? Did he said something wrong? He secretly thought while side glance on her expressionless face, if he was not gifted with this sense of smell, he would already truly judge her a creature with a doll face. 

"Did I said something wrong, why are you looking so sad?" He stopped, straightly ask her to the main point, as for her, she surprised at his sudden question that she forgot to hold her steps and slam herself directly to his torso behind.

"....sad....?" She confused while trying to ease the pain on her nose.  "...am I that obvious? I thought I have a doll face?"

Arakat  speechless at her description that match with his, she do realize her own appearance. But he cannot just blindly tell her he could smell it, it might raise her defense against him. Seeing her rub her red nose there was tears about to fall, for the first time in a while, Arakat was anxious at how to deal with this situation as he could feel those spine-chilling sensation again. The Lord is watching~! He scream internally and bent down to check her nose, it's only red and no bleeding, he sighed and pat her head as apology.  

"Firstly I apoligized for my carelessness of your...well...fragile being." He saw her shot of hurtful expression for a second. " Secondly, I supposed I can see your heavy...atmosphere."

"Oh,"  She then softly let out a fake smile, creating another wall of emotion to avoid it to leak out. " I'm so sad because I'm still alive, I'm supposed." 

The depress one trying to said without letting out any sadness leak out from her voice, but her reasoning are quite disturbing for a smiling child. Arakat stood there staring down at the Precious One that's supposed live in cheerfullness, but since she arrived here, those happiness cannot be easily found in her pearl eyes. Does Demon race indeed unworthy for Precious One presence? Arakat feel his heart heavy by the thought of it. It might be a case since she was a human in her nature. 

"Are you disatissfied with our being in your service, Precious One?" 

Hmm? What's that mean, is he mean she was discriminate their race? Existance? Excuse me, she is not that kind of cheap racist! Does her action of wanted to keep dying somehow made them misunderstood her intention? 

"No, not at all." She firmly answer with her eyes that once emptiness filled with annoyance that he could sense as he was unable to decipher meaning from her scent. "It's not because of you....it's me."

"???" Arakat crease his brow in puzzlement as he can smell the depression scent came hovering over her again, like leeches, but the roses around her sure did the same as they curled around her shoulder like a muffler, embrace her without letting any of their thorns touched her pale skin.

The depress one look over the roses and whisper to them that she is fine then proceed to ask the librarian hound if she could have a sight seeing around the library, Arakat nodded as accepting her permission, although in his point of view, the precious one doesn't't need a consent to do so. 

"I hope I did not accidentally across any...forbidden part of library." The depress one sighing, looking over every wooden shelve that labeled with weird writing language, too bad she was not gifted to able to read any language in this world. 

"Then I shall show you the only part of the library you were allowed to enter without bring out any problem." Arakat walking beside her with his lamp made of floating glowing as moonlight crystal in his palm. "If you were wish to enter the forbidden part, please confront Lord Darius first."

She nodded but did not look over his face, instead she was staring at the brilliant light crystal in his hand. It's funny to see her gawking over something simple such as a mere lamp instead something marvelous over her shoulder. Just as he was about to coming closer to her, the scent over her instantly turn into a sharp alerting feeling that spike over his senses. Sharp as a frightened hedgehog.

"..Would you hold the lamp for me for a little bit?" Arakat continue. "There is a book I would like to recommend to you."

The scent that filled with fear around her slowly faded as she bring down her guard, she anxiously take the crystal that transfer to her palm gently like a floating feather. Watching her brimming with curiousity lessen his worries as he called out the ladder with a few chants. The ladder slide next to him from the other side of the end of the shelf. 

It earn a quick race of heartbeat from the Precious One due to her surprised or maybe secretly jumpscare as it remind her how ghost from the movie usually appeared, very terrifying view. 

"How fare have you enjoy the book you read last time?"

"....it's feel like I have a mock exam coming, and yes, it was very resouceful except there are some words or term I am not very familiar with it."

"Would you like for me to explain it?"

"No, please get me a dictionary or thesaurus instead. I have disturb you enough."

Shrug his shoulder in understatement, he finally found the book and step down to gave it to her. The book was thick as it has a cover made from the real smooth wood carve. It has a large title with language she was able to read it : THE TALE OF PRECIOUS ONE. The depress one eyes widen in surprise, the word she has been hardly truly understood, what is her existence in this world? That is so much important that everyone or even this damn pesky roses won't let her end her life peacefully. 

"Why this book?"

"It's probably because it was a term you are not familiar with it." He continue. "Please return to your seat while I get Dictionary for you...although I wonder what does Te-sour-rus mean."

As the hound leave her alone with the story book in her hands, the depress one left the shelves section while sing a song with a soft tone. The song actually match so much with herself that she had memorise it by heart. Whoever the singer is, it really hit her deeply. Although this singer just singing this song just because of an inspiration or maybe the creativeness, it made her a little bit less lonely.  

As she found the same fluffy white potato couch, she immediately take a seat. Pulling out the book from her embrace as she  tracing her pale fingertips at every words that was titled across the book cover, such a craftmanship could be easily seen by the smooth and quality of it. Under the huge title of book, a picture drawn by wood carving, a single beautiful long hair person sitting among white various of flowers, that person sitting innocently with eyes close and there was a pair of butterfly wings sprouted behind that person back. It's defenitely a picture ommitted with fairy tale to be told.

She stare on the picture and began to thought similarity between her and the Precious One inside the picture. We both have long hair, flowers as our company, probably wing too, although she never had take a good look. So many resemblance, but the depress one still did not accept it. 

But then she saw, a trace of peaceful smile on that beautiful Precious One's lips, that's the one. The Precious One in this story book, already found a happiness. How do you find your happiness?

The depress one lean her head cozily, feeling curious to see the legend or perhaps the life of Precious One inside this story book as she open it. The roses also acting eagerly as they decide to move their stems and shape itself into a book holder that she does not need to hold and only flip the page. Convenient, she thought as she pets the rose that bloom on her hair. Thanking them secretly.  

With that, the girl read in silence accompony with a calm ambience of morning. Ignoring her surrounding including Arakat who had just come from carrying the dictionary book, he put the book near to her as he did not want to disturb her concentration, as he was about to leave, the depress one giving her thanks to Arakat without even looking at him. He stood still while glancing over her, unaware his tail was wagging secretly happily. 

There was no smell of hopelessness, but instead, a determination that bloom together with roses around her. 

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Normal's POV

While the Lord Darius untied his royal sleeping robe as he walk toward his bathroom area that was set on top of his tower, and there is no one else around this area beside him. The bath was a huge warm bath pool that possibly could filled with dozens of people, at here you can see a 360 degree view of his kingdom plus with cloud mist running along the mountains across horizon. While you were thinking that people from the outside might see him taking a bath, the outside only look like solid and opaque top of tower with a perfect arch of rooftop. The view can be seen from the inside all thanks to Darius who cast a spell just for fun and also just for percaution to ease his mind. 

As he soak his body down, he took off his skull mask and start to polished of his own mask with towel. Since he let no one touched his mask, he had to clean it off by himself sometimes due to his personal hygiene and not to mention his possesiveness toward stuff belong to him especially.

This morning he had to do an inspection around army's battleground and seeing how the training has been going on. Seeing the possibilty of war between demon and human race after sudden trespass from both humans not to mention one of them are actually a summoned hero from another world just like her.

Speaking of her whom which he had not name her yet, he was wondering if she still laying on the cold floor like an idiot. He swirl the water with his finger as he mutter the chant, the water ripple once from his touch as it turn into a clear as calm undisturbed pond. A reflection suddenly appeared with her figure that coincedently about to crashed behind a certain librarian back, which bring a frown on his brows. To think the girl which belong to him is letting herself to be touched by other male beside him. 

At the same time, Arakat from reflection suddenly felt a shiver that he turn toward Darius who crimson eyes glaring deeply, well, at least this hound is making himself useful. Thanks to Arakat sensitive toward something hidden, he manage to know the depress girl status a little bit.

Darius probably need to visit Arakat in order to know how to manage this suicidal Precious One later, not that he care or anything, he thought while just finished wash his smooth silver hair with a single pour of wooden basin. Whenever he was thinking about his next list to be done, he sometimes find himself abruptly thinking about Precious One's smile, which right now it seem hard to obtain.

After he finish cleaning himself, Darius step out from from his fancy bathroom. It's about time for the army to start their morning training, so while still in bathrobe, as he passed by the mirror, he flick his fingers, instantly wrapping himself in flame of darkness, transforming into his usual attire that have trademark of black with glowing of red lining around his demonic culture pattern design, the mask made of skeleton hanging upon his face, exposing his only gleaming crimson eyes. 

He walks out from his bedroom as he welcome by his personal aide that no one seems notice but only him. The personal aide has bodybuild made by shadow as the dark auras surrounding his body, making people unable to see his real figure. They can only see a dark shadowy figure with many red sclerals eyeball that moving around.

"How my soldiers doing?" Darius walks pass by him as the shadowy personal aide follow him behind.

"The seniors seems deteriorating the fresh one morality recently, this can be a problem to see a good result that you want, my Lord." The personal aide answer Darius in deep guttural voice, notify his Lord the recent soldiers behaviour.

"Then I need to you discipline them, especially anyone far below of my expectations." Darius glance over his personal aide while deeply mention the 'discipline' phrase.

"As you wish, My Dark Lord." The personal aide bows and then split his body into slithering black snakes as they crept out from the nearest window.

In a certain early morning while the Lord was strolling, a certains shadowy slithering figures caught a few bulky demon soldiers that busy bullying the weak ones. All soldiers that saw their comrade swallowed by enormous snakes shadow, were now terrified and know that if any of them were below Lord satisfication, detention is awaiting to grasp them.

~Back to the library~

After reading the story book that seem more like a novel to her, the depress one finally finished when it supposed take about two days to finished the reading. But it's another story for her whenever the book end up in her hands, she can read almost like a scanner if she focus enough.

Now after she read it, it still sound like fairy tale to her, but people think this existance is a legendary history that cannot be ignored.

"So if I die..the mother nature going to punish the living things in the world?" She speak quietly, however Arakat heard her from the shelves farther from her and still instantly answer to her in agreement.

"It may sound unreal but there is a proof already, you read in history book that you read yesterday isn't ?"

"....the human country that stole her happiness by stealing and killed her friends(herb plant from the precious one footstep) despite their crying?"

The hound nodded, "It was a country name Lapiz Lazuli, a flourish country that instantly swallowed by earth which there was the damned hell opening beneath of it. Just wipe out from the face of earth in a single night. It was recorded by our royal scout that flew from the sky hundreds of years ago actually. To make as warning for the future, the transcriber made it out into a storybook so that the younger generation can take it as precaution."

The depress for once, impressed by their action as she look at the book again in her hand again. "Well...I want to die..."

Arakat gasp secretly inside with his tail flinched.

"But I guess maybe after I die from happiness instead.."

The hound was confused instead, why would somebody want to die after found happiness..?

The depress girl seems notice his puzzle expression and smile softly to give him the answer that he wish for Lord Darius to take a severe rapid action after this.

"...for me...happiness is a fleeting moment. Die after having it, I don't think that's a bad idea right?"  She smiles more with the roses blooming around her, giving out a sickly sweet smell, as if match with her disturbing plan in her mind.

A/n : sorry guys, I've been not active recently due to my new addiction. Playing game, what am I playing? Hahahaha, wanna know wanna know??

I play Identity V!!!! It Soo fun, and now I can't play TTwTT.... That's why I have time to finshed this now, because it's boring and sad I was unable to play it currently!!! Uwuuu...

By the way, I'll m from Asia server and my name is Murderbunny. Share something with me if you guys playing too. ^w^