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Chapter 18 - 2.02- appearance?

Part 0 — Volume 0 — Chapter 2

Beyond Appearances

Ouis, 8 Mes 911 Aven

Enich—Gaishan

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Away from the industrial city of Gaishan, where concrete gradually gave way to trees, stood a strange complex nestled in the forest.

The Eden School.

Five buildings arranged in a hexagon formed the base of the domain. At their tip stood a ten-story triangular building, built of old bricks and topped with a glass ceiling.

To the left of the large base, a circular building housed two internal structures: one in the shape of a G clef, the other in a C clef.

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09:00

In the building in the key of C.

The room was simple and clean: a bed against the wall, a chair next to it.

On the bed lay Beven, still unconscious.

A slight movement.

Then another.

He slowly opened his eyes and stood up, discovering a girl sitting next to him. Her hair was a mix of black and white, and her red and gold eyes seemed to observe more than just her face.

Without a word, she threw him a bracelet marked with a C.

Beven instinctively caught up.

She stood up and motioned for him to follow her.

— Hey… wait! Where are you taking me? Who are you really?

She gave a smile.

—I want to help you. And it will benefit me too.

Become strong. And be loyal.

- You're really weird, little one...

— Appearances are deceiving. Never trust them.

She opened a door.

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Inside, a huge circular room.

Rows of red and black chairs surrounded a theater podium.

Two large pianos faced each other.

— Could you play a little tune?

— It's a bit sudden… I have a bad feeling.

—You just have to get to the piano.

Look beyond appearances.

She sat calmly.

—And by the way... you're not alone.

A man appeared.

Neutral expression, intense gaze, a scroll drawn on the cheek.

Moza.

- Oh. It's you.

—What is this guy still doing here?!

— Come on, come on. You will collaborate.

We must succeed together to succeed.

—I don't need this ball, it will slow me down.

The girl's look changed.

Cold. Sharp.

— Do it. NOW.

- All right !

Moza murmured, perplexed:

— It's incitement… normally, we can resist.

—You read the library books, didn't you?

They found themselves in front of a staircase covered with a red carpet.

Beven tried to move forward...

A shiver forced him to step back.

— Close your eyes. See rather than look.

They inhaled.

When they opened their eyes again, their globes had turned completely white.

Before them: a bottomless pit.

— An illusion.

Above floated a liquid sky, changing colors, unreal.

—The spiritual world is above our heads.

This is the safest path.

They jumped.

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They found themselves in an empty opera hall.

On stage, a piano… and a violin.

Someone stood up in the stands.

A coat.

A hat.

A face painted like that of a clown.

He left the room without a word.

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Later — in town

A man in a white coat walked through the crowd.

He went home, went up the stairs, opened his door.

- Cuckoo. Not too hard, the work?

He froze.

- Who are you ?!

On a chair, the clown.

— The clown and the doctor. Part two.

—What are you talking about?

—I need you. From the doctor.

—How do you know that…?

— You have changed. Looking for answers.

— I want two things.

Finish my research…and don't get lost.

—What do you really want?

— Open this door.

The clown threw him a bottle of red liquid.

- Drink. Count to thirty.

—What is this thing?

— Tomato juice. Well… almost.

He drank.

Black.

He suffocated. Digging.

And came out of a coffin.

— You are dead. Then came back.

You are a vampire.

The truth overwhelmed him.

—I was ignorant...

- Maybe. But now you will help me.

— Am I your servant?

- Yes. Blood pact.

Betrayal is paid with death.

She handed him a briefcase.

"You're going to help me assemble my team.

My future bunnies.

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End of Chapter 2

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