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

'Father? Octavious?'

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

something about breaking pride? Is

I was seeing her memories, I realized

'…This is bad.'

to myself as I tried to move the

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

It was simply impossible.

was even worse was the fact that I was forced to watch the entire thing as I couldn't close

"Father?"

moving toward the desk that sat all the way across the room despite

back, Octavious sat down on the chair and started to look through a stack of papers. Completely

the side of the desk, and finally getting a glimpse of Octavious's side view, my head raised a

again, I felt a weird feeling enshroud

could make out

'Anticipation.'

that I was feeling right now was that of

him noticing

never happened as thirty minutes soon

so minutes that passed, not once did Octavious ever turn to face me

that span of time, I could feel my feet start to

took a step

"Let go."

his trousers, Octavious's words echoed. Immediately, I let go

"What do you want?"

his attention, he lowered his head to

are the same

realized he hadn't changed since this event happened all those years ago.

"Um…"

behind my back, my body shifted toward the right and left before I

"Here."

hints of shyness coming from my body when I handed him

"What's this?"

Octavious grabbed it and

"A scribble?"

He asked.

My head immediately shook.

"No."

this? Some sort of molecular

"Yes."

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

told me that I just discovered something amazing and wanted me

"Oh."

the paper, Octavious quickly lost interest and crumbled the paper in

eyes blinked a couple of times. It was only after Octavious tossed the

with this nonsense

hand, and I felt my body shoot

Clank—!

open and I shot toward the room's

Clank—!

me closed shut and my body suddenly started to enlarge before I dropped

"Haaa…haaa…"

Drip—! Drip—!

gasped for air heavily as sweat dripped from my face and hair

and I could barely move my

"Again."

toward the right and tightly

'A spear.'

I thought.