The Author's POV

As I watched the demon place his hand against Melissa's hand, everyone's eyes turned white.

'What's going on?'

Their sudden actions startled me as I tried to understand what was going on, but before I knew it, my vision darkened and I was suddenly transported inside a dark space.

'Where am I? What's going on?'

Just like before, I couldn't move my body.

I felt completely trapped.

As I stared into the blackness before me while wondering about what was going on, I noticed that it had started to change, and it was not long before my surroundings started to change as well.

Suddenly, white tiles appeared in the air and shot toward the ground before they neatly positioned themselves together.

That wasn't all.

Also, desks began to form in the air before positioning themselves in what appeared to be a medium-sized room. About half the size of a standard living room.

Books, files, glass panels, and awards?

…one by one a room started to form and my height suddenly started to shrink.

I had many questions that I wanted to ask, but my body was immobile. The only thing I could do at the moment was just watch as a scene unfolded in front of me.

In just a few minutes, everything was set up, and by the time the last tile was placed on the floor, everything seemed to look gigantic.

'No, rather, it isn't the surroundings that are gigantic, but it's me.'

I came to this realization when I found that I was holding onto what seemed to be a small drawing that I couldn't quite understand. They looked like doodles, yet at the same time didn't.

'What happened to my hands?"

Most notable about the situation was the fact that the hands holding only the paper seemed to belong to a child.

Their size…

They weren't even a quarter of what my hands looked like.

They were quite frankly tiny.

The confusion within me only grew as time passed, but I didn't have much time to ponder over the matters as the door of the room suddenly opened.

Clank—!

'Eh?'

A familiar figure emerged from behind the door.

It only took several seconds for me to recognize the figure, and when I did, I was left in a state of shock.

'Octavious?'

He looked exactly the same as the Octavious I knew. But why was he here? What exactly was going on?

Amidst my shock at Octavious's sudden appearance, I realized that my body was shaking.

I felt a weird emotion surge from deep within. One that I couldn't quite describe.

What was it?

Excitement? Anxiety? Happiness?

I wasn't exactly sure.

Taking a timid step to the back, I hid the paper behind my back. All of the actions that occurred were not something that I could control, as the body moved on its own.

"Father."

sounded like the voice of a little

'Father? Octavious?'

moment that I finally realized that I was in what seemed to be Melissa's body, and the events that previously transpired before coming here started to

something about breaking pride? Is

memories, I realized that perhaps everyone

'…This is bad.'

I tried to move the body in

attempt to stop what was happening, I tried to come up

It was simply impossible.

I was forced to watch the entire thing as I couldn't close

"Father?"

man's feet never stopped moving toward the desk that sat all the way

back, Octavious sat down on the chair and

finally getting a glimpse of Octavious's side view, my head raised a little, until I was finally get a good look

again, I felt a

time, I could make out what it

'Anticipation.'

that I was feeling right now was that

of him noticing

happened as thirty minutes soon

ever turn

of time, I could feel my feet start to

body took a step forward and my little hand clasped onto

"Let go."

his trousers, Octavious's words echoed. Immediately,

"What do you want?"

getting his attention, he lowered his

eyes…they are the same

event happened all those years ago. They

"Um…"

paper behind my back, my body shifted toward the right

"Here."

I handed him the paper. Clearly, it meant a

"What's this?"

a look at the paper, Octavious grabbed it and

"A scribble?"

He asked.

My head immediately shook.

"No."

what is this? Some sort

"Yes."

hands shyly twirled behind my back. A bright smile also spread across

Thompson told me that I just discovered something

"Oh."

another look at the paper, Octavious quickly lost interest and crumbled the paper in his

was only after Octavious tossed

disturb me with this nonsense again. Get out

hand, and I felt my body shoot up

Clank—!

open and I shot toward the room's

Clank—!

sound, the door behind me closed shut and my body suddenly started to

"Haaa…haaa…"

Drip—! Drip—!

air heavily as sweat dripped from my face and hair covered my vision while

of my body burned, and I could barely move my

"Again."

the right and tightly clenched what seemed

'A spear.'

I thought.