In the middle of the night, I noticed that the strange dreams began to take a more lucid turn. They were frighteningly real before, but I felt more in the skin of the people I dreamed of, if that made sense. I dreamed of being Ebony once more, and instead of it having anything to do with Salt, she fought someone whom she called "A Dark general".

I woke in the midst of that dream, and glanced over. I had Dillan's books collected to the side of my bed, neatly propped against the mattress, waiting to be read. The notebooks had paper within the metal spiral, which were very thin, suggesting he had torn a lot of paper out of it. I picked up book two by random and opened to another randomly selected page.

I have come to the conclusion Emma Whitestone is so attractive to humans because she is a succubus.

I wrinkled my brow in confusion, not a bit amused. I set that one down and, in the dark, went for book one. I used my air to flip on the lightswitch, and opened it up the the first page, not including the title page.

Everyone suffers it differently. Some are cut off from reality in the midst of beginning again. Some experience great physical and mental pain until the day they begin again. Some wait to suffer until after they begin.

This caught my interest.

There is a transitions occurring there. Imagine: Your whole life you were human, and then you wake up as something else with the fate of existence on your shoulders. This is the way I suffered. I tarnished like metal under the stress of what I could barely believe was real. And what had triggered it? Of course, it was my bloodline. I was found by my Apotropaic, Carter Vurandoes. He came to Earth in a vessel, looking for me, the Vurandoes prophet of darkness.

So the tacosexual boy could be serious if he wanted to!

To understand some of these things, Emma Whitestone, you should begin reading information at the second book while following book one.

I was already used to the fact that these books had been addressed to me. They were written in pen. The ink, at the time of the party, had been able to smear. It suggested Dillan had gone back in older pages to write to me directly, and left the books where he knew I'd snoop. At this point in time, I didn't imagine myself as 'crazy', either. After all, other people experienced the weird daydreams and such. Isn't that what Dillan had claimed in the first passage?

I leaned over and picked up book two.

EXTANT LIST

Murondoes, Angels - Nahara Claire (Light)

Minium, Faeries - Unknown (Fire)

Kalos, Demons - Emma Whitestone (Wind)

I stiffened at the words sprawled open to my eyes. Dillan knew about my air. And If I wasn't mistaken, Oliver had called me a demon in one of my former dreams. Is it true? I'm a demon? Perhaps calling me a succubus hadn't been a joke to Dillan, but the truth... I chortled at the thought.

Bleahdos (Demons) - Fango Mills (Earth)

Minios (Faeries) - Delta Waters (Water)

Vurandoes (Angels) - Dillan Raking (obviously) (Darkness)

Although the entirety of the six kingdoms was ruled by one deity, two of them have had a founder from the beginning. Murondoes was founded by Jupus, and Kalos was founded by Ebony.

My blood went cold and my face went slack. My amusement slipped. It wasn't realistic, but then again, nothing seemed to be. Everything was true, then... Something huge was going on, and I was a part of it.

I let the fact sink in before I kept reading.

APOTROPAIC LIST

Murondoes - Gan

Minium - Ace

Kalos - Oliver

I guessed that much. I'd have to call Oliver out on that next time we saw each other in reality, not in my dreams.

Vurandoes - Carter

Minios - Caleb

Blaehdoes - Mun

The Apotropaics train their Extants to use their element and amongst other things. They are really old... Seriously, Oliver is seven hundred years old, and he's the youngest. (Still don't know how he's immortal after all these years! Actually, it's probably because he isn't gay and all the females are either his mom or his aunt, but whatever). The only power they share is their species, and they can combine mental energies (for the Extant, it's their element, not their mental energies), but so can anyone with a Croman mental energy. It doesn't mean those fake human telepathics or even the real human ones. We can only combine energies (or element) with other Cromans.

I seriously got bored and decided to record the sexualities of all the Apotropaics because of that little Oliver thing up there.

I facepalmed.

Gan is straight, Ace is bisexual, Oliver is omnisexual (still DO NOT know how he is still immortal!), Carter is straight, Caleb is straight (or so he says), Mun is gay.

There is literally no new info I can put in and I want to write, so, yeah.

I had the feeling this passage hadn't been looked over when Dillan set the books out for me. This one also actually seemed written by Dillan, while the others took on a dangerously serious tone. I eased up in my bed, sure that I wasn't going to across anything so deathly serious that I'd have to tense and hurt myself to take in.

The Croma Garden has soil that Croma died on, and so it will be the only fertile soil in the land. However, coming across green in the garden is rare, even more so finding seeds.

Dark and Croma were brothers, born alongside the universe. Croma was the very first God, Dark the first Devil. What was born was an entity of dark (Dark, obviously), light (Croma), and gray (the universe). Dark destroyed, and only knew how to create minions. Croma created, and only knew how to destroy sadness in the lives of his people. This guy was literally like my Grandpa, but with powers, according to all the books about him. So, anyways, the Dark killed Croma in a huge war, an uprising to try and take his land and his beta dimension. The fight was led by the three Dark generals, Satan, Salt, and Gary Bluethorne, who has taken more of a liking to earth than his land.

My breath caught in my throat.

Jupus and Ebony led our defense. Croma died, and his soul was carried away through tunnels in space to another dimension he was making we called The Second, but the new, weaker inhabitants called The Milky Way. Croma - God, as he was reincarnated as - barely had power over the new place, and the inhabitants had to eat and stuff to live, which, apparently, Cromans don't.

Whenever they reincarnated Croma's soul on earth, one of each kingdom came with. There is actually a theory that most of them died, but we don't care... The deal was, we find all the prophets in one generation and have them fight. At times, people from the kingdoms became lost in the dimensions. For example, the Kalos died, but Emma Whitestone is still the daughter of two demons, and she isn't a killer. (Obviously, since I just found out who the Kalos prophet is, this information I'm writing is new.)

Me, the daughter of two demons? My mother and father found it difficult to squash a fly, much less anything else. I scoffed nervously at that bit, and set the book down.

So I wasn't crazy. Something was happening, and my dream portrayed it. But what exactly was I fighting, and why? Was I fighting the Dark?

The Dark could make an infinity of devils cower in fear, and more.

I gulped.

Each Extant is a piece of Croma, holding in the elements he used to create us. I've heard combined energies and do some pretty awesome things, and all six elements being combined is pure creation, which can destroy pure destruction. Not the best wording, but it comes from Ace, so of course it's going to be awful.

Anyways, that's what happened. Now we're expected to fight, because the Dark wants to kill Croma (God, he goes by now). God is literally a million times weaker than Croma, and has no idea what's going on. It's our job to protect our world and our creator.

The things is, either of two things will happen in the end. Either we will weaken him enough to run, and then we will have to pass blood and wait a few generations more. Meaning, of course, the prophets will all have to have kids according to the Pairings and wait until there is only one kid with all the blood in them.

Either that, or we will come to another stalemate. We will all die... All Extants, the Dark, and the beta dimension will collapse. We'd have given our lives for earth, for our families still on earth, and for our friends that were never part of this. We'd have sacrificed ourselves for everything. We are the ultimate soldiers, trained by the best Apotropaics, ready for war to erupt. People will die in the end, as it happens in every war.

Failure is not an option.

Emma Whitestone, if you get in my way of saving this world, if you turn on us because you are new to the order here, I will gut you and feed it to Mary. Get it across your head.

I blew a shaky breath, more in anger than fear. The tacosexual thought he'd be able to hurt me? Even if he had a stronger 'element', he couldn't get to me. Besides, I planned to cooperate. My own way. I didn't give a rat's ass about earth, or Croma, or the dimension I lived in. However, like Dillan had said, I had a family and my best friend to protect. To an extent, I agreed with Dillan's writing. Failure is not an option.

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