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."

voice of a little girl

'Father? Octavious?'

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

the demon say something about breaking

was seeing her memories, I realized that perhaps everyone else

'…This is bad.'

myself as I tried

what was happening, I tried

It was simply impossible.

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

"Father?"

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

chair back, Octavious sat down on the chair and started to look through a stack

the meantime, my feet gingerly headed toward his desk. Coming to the side of the desk, and finally getting a glimpse of Octavious's side view, my head raised a little, until I was finally get a good look at Octavious's

a

I could make out what it

'Anticipation.'

feeling that I was feeling

of him noticing

as

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

that span of time, I could feel my feet

knew it, my body took a step forward and

"Let go."

my hand touched his trousers, Octavious's words echoed. Immediately,

"What do you want?"

he lowered his head to stare at

the

since this event happened all those years ago. They were still as hallow and

"Um…"

my body shifted toward the right and left before I took out

"Here."

hints of shyness coming from my body when I handed him

"What's this?"

at the paper, Octavious grabbed

"A scribble?"

He asked.

My head immediately shook.

"No."

this? Some sort of

"Yes."

swept my body as my hands shyly twirled behind my back.

I just discovered something amazing and wanted me

"Oh."

paper, Octavious quickly lost

my face froze, and my eyes blinked a couple of times. It was only after Octavious tossed the paper in the trash that he everything finally sank into the little girl's mind as my head

this nonsense again. Get out of my

waved his hand, and I felt my body shoot up in the

Clank—!

I shot toward the room's

Clank—!

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

"Haaa…haaa…"

Drip—! Drip—!

dripped from my face and hair covered

and I could barely

"Again."

right and tightly clenched what seemed

'A spear.'

I thought.