Hi I was bored to write this Novelization of Asellus’s quest from Saga Frontier. Keep in mind this is my first real thing so don’t be completely evil. Feel free to share any comments or suggestions. I will be using the human ending for this.
Chapter:1 Awaken to a world of tyranny and beauty.
Gina lived in Facintaru with the master tailor for three years as a maid. More specifically she lived in Rootville, a place ruled by the mystics of Chateau Aigulle. She found an attic filled with dresses given to mystics from Chateau Aigulle. They say they are for the prince that has been asleep for ten years. Gina so wanted to see him and she wished he would wake up. Little did she know that this “prince” would change the mystic world forever.
Somewhere in Chateau Aigulle a woman with emerald hair woke up. She was wearing a t-shirt that was mauled and covered with blood. She heard a voice.
“Good, you’re awake,” The voice said without a hint of caring. A man with green hair of a darker shade then the girl’s appeared. He was wearing a violet robe over a suit of armor.
“Who are you, Where am I,” the girl asked. As she said this she started to notice her strange environment. There was a mosaic of a rose on the floor, strange crystals that served as lamps and crimson drapes that tried to hide the purple light shining in the room. Then she asked, “What Happened?”
“I am not here to answer your pointless questions. I am only here to tell my lord when you are awake.”
“Tell who, my aunt,” The girl asked.
“You still do not know, you are in Facinitaru ruled by Orlouge.” The girl was about to ask who Orlouge was but he had already disappeared. She tried to recall what had happened. She remembered.
“I got run over by a… carrige?” She found the fact that people were still using carriges to be strange.
“I have to find out where I am,” she said to herself. She thought that this might be a dream, but that idea was quickly gone when she stubbed her toe on one of the crytals and felt pain. She went out the door and found the rose mosaic and crystal lamps to be a recurring theme. Their was one major difference. There were coffins. The girl’s heart skipped a beat. The coffins were made of glass and entwined with roses. After the shock she headed out and found herself in a corridor. The corridor was a series of pedastals made out of branches with glowing roses. The pedastals were connected by purple stairs. She went down and found a split. She went left and discovered that Chateau Aigulle was actually a huge tree with twisting, contorted branches. The gril thought the tree conflicted with the beautiful interior. She went up the spiraling branches and found herself in a small room with a strange pond. She touched the pond. Her finger had formed an unusually large ripple. Then flower petals cam out and started spinning around her. Then the first room melted away and she found herself in a similar room. She left the room and found herself in a room filled with white roses. She went to the center of the room. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her side. The girl fainted and started to bleed. A man with hair as white as the flowers stood with a sword dripping purple blood. He quickly vanished.
Up in the balcony a voice remarked, “Purple blood?” She woke up and found the flowers purple. The soil had absorbed the blood and the flowers were showing it. She noticed that her shirt was damp with blood again. Shen noticed with amazement that her blood was purple. Even stranger was the fact that she had no wound. The girl went back to the teleportation pond and descended to the bottom of the tree. She went into the first entrance she came to, and found that she was in another corridor much like the first, but with only one path. She followed and she came across the entrance of the castle. It had three pathways, not including the one she had exited. One was a stairway leading to the exit with pillars with the glowing crystal on either side. Another was a stairway going up much like the one she had entered this room from. The last, and the one she entered, was in the middle of the room with a beautiful carpet in front of it. She found herself in the throne room.
"The mystic on the throne asked, “What is your name?”
“Asellus,” she replied thinking about how rude it was to ask someone their name before introducing yourself. He seemed to like her name which he expressed with a small smile.
“Shouldn’t you tell me your name,” Asellus asked. All the people in the room replied at once, but the one she caught was aid by the white haired man.
“Ruler of the Facintaru, lord of the castle, Mystic Lord Orlouge.”
“Mystic? I am a human. I should have no business with you. May I go home,” she asked.
“You saw your purple blood you are no longer human.” Asellus could not believe this.
“You were stabbed by Ciato, but you have no wound. You were dead, only living because I gave you some of my blood whe I ran you over. Mystic blood is blue, blue and red make purple. You are a half mystic. You have an obligation to our knigdom. Illdon! you are to take care of her. Teach her the ways of the mystic , take her to White Rose to teach her manners and get her some decent clothes.”
“Yes my lord,” said the man with the green hair. He turned to Asellus who was still taking this all in.
“Accept your fate.” With that last remark said, he vanished.