♣ Gardens of Eden ♣
The cage was growing. Towering over the entirety of Gardens, a visage most grand and terrifying at the same time. The cold iron bars would remind them all of a prison-like nature that life itself had brought as vines made their way up the metallic poles and extended into the heavens. Up close, the structure would no longer even resemble what it used to be not all that long ago. In the contrast to the rest of this world, which was clad in azure blue hues and white adornments, the leaves, flowers, and vines that were surrounding the cage were all of the green colors. Clashing in such harsh manner, it would not even take a trained eye to figure out the alien nature of what was happening. And yet, these were growing from the magic of one who rested inside, a guardian and caretaker of this world forced to slumber and mend her broken mind back together. Yes, Leila was still trapped in this cage created by Aurora, who stood nearby and observed the entire process. But more than just observing, she clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. Somehow, she felt nervous and frustrated just looking at the construct and what was happening with it. The entire world, Gardens of Eden, were created by the goddess. Every leaf, every straw of the grass here was saturated with magical energy. But somehow, this felt different. More than magic, it was reminding her of a certain force she had felt a long time ago. A force that manifested in the goddess herself, one that embraced her and left a permanent mark in the form of a world-making magic. She recognized it a while ago but did not know how to deal with it. After all, the cage was of her own doing. And yet, she used her own powers, so why?
Why did the towering prison radiate with miracle energy? A power much grander than ethernano, than manna, than magic itself. A power that was infinite and would allow it's wielder to do whatever they would please. A power that could only be found in those called the "Miracle Demons". But Unknown was long gone, the boy left with a cruel smirk on his face when the goddess and her other half fought. As they clashed, he would be entertained, he would laugh. The result, Aurora's own demise was plenty for him. Forgetting the contract over her own soul, he would leave despite knowing that the goddess could be revived in the future, as she was. Was this yet another of his cruel designs? Another twisted game only made to entertain his wicked smile? She could not accept something like that. Not again! But what exactly could she even do about it? Despite her own powers that would exceed the imaginations of many weakling mages of Earthland, she would not stand a chance against the miracle demon who had powers allowing him to bend the reality itself to his will. It wasn't even such a daring guess all things considered. One mere look of concern behind her revealed it all. When the cage was formed, a tear would form along with it. A black scar stretch across the skies, spilling down onto the land itself and consuming it in its endless darkness. That was the void, gnawing at the essence of this world. Why the passage opened, no one knew. And what more, it seemed to open permanently. Now, it became part of every day's worries for the spirits living here, as they could always see it in the corner of their eyes.
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