An Extra’s POV

Deep within an ancient forest, a place of unparalleled enchantment lay hidden from the world. Towering trees with luminescent leaves created a canopy that sparkled like a thousand emerald stars. The air shimmered with the faint glow of the flora around, casting a soft, ethereal light upon the forest floor, which was carpeted in a bed of moss that seemed to pulsate with life.

Mystic creatures roamed freely in this secluded paradise; from majestic unicorns, to griffons that flapped their wings in the air. Pegasi danced amongst each other in a flock, and they were accompanied by several other creatures of wonder.

At the heart of this magical glade stood a structure that defied the laws of the mundane world. It was a palace woven from the very essence of nature itself. Vines as thick as a man's arm twisted and spiraled upwards, forming columns and archways that glowed with an inner light. The walls were made of interwoven branches and leaves, creating intricate patterns that seemed to shift and change as one looked at them. Windows of crystal-clear water, held in place by the unseen force of magic, reflected the myriad colors of the surrounding forest.

Atop the highest tower, where the vines converged to form a delicate spire, a certain entity darted gracefully through the air. Her wings, delicate and translucent, caught the light and scattered it in a prism of colors. With a joyful laugh that echoed like the tinkling of tiny bells, she flew towards an entrance formed by two intertwining branches.

She appeared humanoid, but was small—about an inch or two in height—and the way she danced with the wind as she closed in on her destination seemed surreal.

"Hehe!" In a playful glide, she ventured inside.

Inside, the palace was even more breathtaking. The floor was a mosaic of polished gemstones, arranged in a way that depicted the culmination of the beauty that the enchanted forest possessed. Walls of living wood pulsed with a gentle warmth, their surfaces alive with the slow, steady heartbeat of the trees. Hanging from the ceiling, luminous flowers glowed softly, illuminating the space with a warm, golden light.

The figure flew through the grand hall, where the air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the sound of a bubbling brook that flowed through the center of the room, its water as clear as crystal and sparkling with flecks of gold. Before long, she arrived at her destination—the Grand Palace!

Within this pristine space, there was enough room to contain the entire population of her people. It had a wonderful warmth to it, with the floors sparkling like fine wine, reflecting the several gems that hung on the ceiling.

More entities like her were stationed beside windows that were systematically aligned high above the ground floor of the hall, and they remained suspended in the air even as she arrived inside.

They donned golden armor, each having staffs that were wielded more like spears than harmless sticks.

The eyes of these Sentinels fell on her, but none of that bothered this one.

She simply gilded forward, her focus on the altar that stood a few meters from her current position. In no time at all, she closed the gap and knelt at the foot of the elevated platform—the place where the Great Throne stood.

"My king… you called for me!"

Right in front of the kneeling girl was a figure—a couple of inches taller than her, but still having a similar build. He had a completely white apparel, adorned with hints of silver, and a golden crown that floated above his head.

Gems decorated his body from head to toe, and even his eyes seemed to be made of crystals.

He sat majestically on the grand chair, his massive wings nearly five times larger than his entire body. His face seemed to glisten like the sun, and his very presence radiated energy and majesty unlike anything one could see beyond the forest.

witnessed the beginning and the

a rather grave whisper. In contrast to his serious countenance, the one called Fae maintained

did you see,

King said nothing. He merely looked at his subject with his gem-like eyes, before finally closing them and speaking with a

"War."

Fae's eyes slightly widened, her countenance swiftly shifting

"War… you say?"

said those words, her

from the beginning of days." His tone, his breathing, everything was calm… but the expression on his face

news did not frighten her, neither did it cause her to

promised days are

to rejoice, Fae." The King raised a hand, causing her to

interpret its content. Regardless, I see a great darkness visiting our lands. This darkness once came near, but this time…

The Oracle allow such?" Fae responded with

impotent as the centuries pass. She is only concerned with the welfare of her own people, as she should be. None of her priorities extend to us Fairies." The King's sighs

Darkness… will it consume the

did

consume our lands? Will it ravage our forests and swallow us into

painting a horrific future with

cheeks burned bright red, and she had a perverted expression on her small, cute face. Her gem-like eyes shone brightly, as she tried

this and slightly shook

of the Forest who never perished, this was their purpose… but Fae's obsession with it was on another

is not for you to know." The Fairy King

"Tch."

"What was that?"

"N-nothing, my King!"

they witnessed all of this playing out before them. The sheer recklessness that

Fae was

that stood superior to her

their thoughts and restrict all the displeasures they had to their imaginations. Besides, if they