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<b>Content warning: recollection of child abuse, human branding and referenced emotional numbness. </b>
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He had been sleeping for so long. At least, those were the facts. He felt as though he had only been there for a few seconds. However, a single person, wearing a what looked like a fox mask, awoke him. Instead of the industrial city, an image which lingered in his mind for some reason, there was a small, rural house. Apparently, time hadn’t been kind to the home.

The fox masked kid, who showed signs of being a dragon changeling (having dragon heritage at the least. Power to manipulate nether), was sharply dressed, but mainly wore colors that reminded him of playing cards. There was also a girl, a fairy, dressed suspiciously similar (although the colors of her outfit weren’t as bright and flashy as the boy’s. Magic user. Limits…unknown). Last of all, there were two others, both male, handcuffed together. The younger of the two appeared to be seventeen (a fire user. Damaged heart), but the other looked a bit older and…different (no powers. Moderate threat).

They were in one of the mirrors, all of them obviously against their will. He’d teleport them out.

She remembered how she first met Saga. As a child, Crorie was branded on the left half of her face by a member of her family (she didn’t know who). Since then, she was despised by her family, who neglected her. When Crorie’s family started to run out of money, she had been sold to her stepfather, who worked in a traveling circus. Because of her disfigurement, her stepfather put her on the freakshow. Crorie was often beaten by observers and was constantly locked in a cage. Her half-brother, Rook, who worked there as a fire trickster, often brought her extra food in secret. He tried to get closer to Crorie, but her connection to him was rather weak. That is, until Saga came. When he arrived, he soon convinced Rook to help free her. Together, they helped her escape the circus, Rook getting the key for her cage, while Saga made a distraction (taking everyone’s money and sabotaging performances was a rather good diversion). Wanting his “property” back, her stepfather called the police to find Crorie and Saga. To protect her, Saga hid her in the underground of an opera house, while he ran to the forest outside Mithril. He’d still come to see her, sometimes accompanied by a family member.

Eventually, after two years of hiding there, Crorie learned how to sing like the performers on stage. She also discovered that her disfigurement, a brand of a rose among thorns, was magical. Unlike the rest of her family, she could use magic because of the branding. She was hated, because it was a gift that the others didn’t have. Of course, Saga and his family didn’t care about the brand. It didn’t affect how they saw her. They treated her like a decent individual. Although, she let part of her hair grow long enough to hide the injury. With this newfound freedom, Crorie learned sword fighting from Saga’s Mother, while his Father taught her tracking and thievery. After all that time, she had her personhood back.

Unfortunately, when Anemone destroyed Saga’s home, her parents soon found her. Instead of sending her back to her stepfather, they chose to use her as their source of income. Her music stopped being her passion and soon became empty. It lost the devotion she used to put into it. Like that, she lost her identity and became more like a machine that would do whatever it was told.

When Sherlock needed her skills and talents to catch Arsene, she just went with it. She then met Arsene, who had resorted to theft to rebel against society. Meeting him again on the boat only made her frustrated. She felt as though Arsene had abandoned her. Even after everything, Arsene was free, while she was still a prisoner. Arsene claimed to desire to set her free, but it was different from what Saga offered. She didn’t know whether she would truly be free to be her own person with Arsene.

Waking up, Crorie was greeted by the sight of a magnificent, busy city. It looked like Mithril to a degree but was far larger and more cluttered. Also, the crimson and blue sky made it easy to deduce that it was a completely different place. Even though it was day, there were still stars in the sky, with a dimmer sun.

What happened?

(Well, they’re now in Amnesia’s city. Good luck!)