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located in Alfheim, a part of Deliverance, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Zianro Azura Character Portrait: Princess Yuna Character Portrait: Atsuko Tateyama Character Portrait: Kuro Botan Character Portrait: Ivan Charde Character Portrait: Aeeron Character Portrait: Luquiere K. Lilant Character Portrait: Prince Sangre Character Portrait: Kiyoko Character Portrait: Pariya Character Portrait: Eleven Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Crescent Winter Character Portrait: Shiro
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There was something amiss, Cress was acutely aware as soon as she woke up. Her eyes were bleary, she was confused, her limbs feeling weak. Memories flit through her mind, a car accident, the hospital, recovering, coming home to a new cousin and her Aunt. No, this wasn't Sierra Nevada, that much she could tell. A woman stroked her head, her hair black as night, a scar going down one of her eyes. Xion. It all rushed back to her, Cress attempted to sit up, but hands pushed her back down. "Don't move too quickly," Xion directed. Cress was laying in the softest bed she had ever felt, the down of the covers so hot they almost seemed to smother her. "Aya? Where's Aya?" Cress slurred, looking around the room in confusion. "Aya went home, she had to return to her Father's side." Xion replied, sitting on the edge of the mattress.

Cress lay back against the pillow, pulling the oxygen mask off of her face. "I wouldn't do that," Xion's expression was stern. "Why not?" Cress looked at the drip hanging off of the side of the canopy, going into her arm. "Because the muscle relaxers are still in you, all we've managed to do is dilute them in your blood and keep you breathing. The half life won't happen for another day. Go back to sleep," Cress couldn't sleep though, her nerves were frayed. Xion shook her head, pushing the mask back onto Cress's face forcefully and strapping it behind her ears. "Sleep," Xion said again, turning off the lights. Cress felt inexplicably tired in that moment, she closed her eyes, drifting back off despite the anxiety and panic clawing at her throat, telling her not to.

She awoke two days later, the muscle relaxers having worn off. "I don't know what Heron was thinking," a familiar voice mumbled from somewhere in the room. "Could've killed a horse with that dose," Cress pulled the mask off of her face, feeling smothered. She turned in bed, recognizing the Doctor in training. "Oh good, you're up." He turned to look at her, evaluating her quickly. "You seem much better than before too." Cress sat upright, her head no longer spinning and her limbs back in her control. "What am I doing here? Where's Aya?" Cress asked, unable to recall the last time she had awoken. "Aya is in the Rubble Tier, where she belongs." Corren replied, "she should've never been involved with this mess, that girl." He shook his head and turned back to look at her, holding something in front of her face. "I don't know what that says," Cress replied, still unable to read their language.

"My apologies, I forgot you weren't able to read this." Corren adjusted his glasses and looked down. "While you were asleep, I tested your blood. I used samples of the Queen's blood to test against it. It was a genetic match." Cress stiffened, having a general idea, but not truly knowing what that meant. "What do you mean?" She asked, wanting clarification. "It means-" Corren began, clearing his throat. "That are you more than just cousins with the Princess, Cress, in fact, I suspect... you're twins." The wind was knocked from her lungs, she felt as though the entire room was caving in as darkness overtook her and she passed out from the shock.