><><><><>~♥♥~<><><><><"Breathe. Breathe. Breathe, Amaury. Why the heck aren't you breathing?!... Hold on... you're breathing, you're just not getting this right!". He scolded himself. His problems had been resurfacing lately and they were really getting to him.Amaury was born into a family of five. Initially, ever since he had been born, he had not been predestined to rule the seven seas as the next god but due to some circumstances, he was automatically made next in line to the throne of the water kingdom as the second child. I'm sure you all would be thinking, shouldn't the first child be the rightful heir to the throne? Well that is a story for another day.After him, the god and goddess decided to have more kids. So, Amaury had three younger siblings, a male and two females. The two females were the

Amaury let out a deep, shaky sigh as his eyes snapped open. He ran his hand through his wet hair as the water from the shower above his head trickled down his body, in attempts to wash away the nightmare he had just had.It had been a nightmare that had suddenly turned into a sweet dream. It wasn't a figment of his imagination but it was his harsh past; it was the foul reality he had faced as a kid. That day had been the worst day of his life but also the best day of his life.Could such a thing exist? Having both your happy moments and tragic moments in just one day with only a few couple hours separating both events.The dream always left him breathless and angry yet with a tinge of regret and longing in the depths of his heart. He didn't know what he was longing for or why he felt such way but that was the last thing on his mind.His most prioritized concern was to figure out what might have prompted or tri

Cavier continued to swing his spar, taking aggressive shots at her but Alaria only dodged his advances. She didn't want his name to be added to the endless list of people that she had killed but that move was making her seem like a coward and an amateur before the people seated here.She had no choice, she had to keep herself under control before this supposed ‘best sparring student in Arietian camp’ became old news.Seeing his opponent continuously dodging his hits with no intention of fighting back, Cavier could feel his ego swelling beyond the size of his head. He concluded that the so called ‘scary and deadly intruder’ was just full of hot air with no actions and consequentially, that thought fueled his courage to take even more aggressive swings at her, so with his signature twist, turn and strike technique that none of his opponents had ever expected, he managed to deliver a hit right to her face.Hearing the simultaneous gasp

“As we all know, this is a meditation class. Camp Arietis isn't just all about teaching you how to fight or control your powers.  We also educate you on how to keep a calm mind while others are panicking in a time of trouble. Only a calm and thoughtful mind will be able to think of diverse solutions to help resolve whatever dilemma you may face.” Professor Tancred walked around the class as he looked at the faces of students before his eyes stopped at the sight of the second Prince of the Water Kingdom sitting beside the intruder.  His eyebrows knotted on his forehead before they vanished in no time, making way for a small smile to dominate his face. He continued, “Same as other activities, some of you would be able to master this skill while others might find it very hard to learn, thereby giving up. I am restating all of this for the sake of the new