Temporal Pearls

With over 20,000 thin papers, Seth went mad in copying the First Painting. Due to his developed mind, Exertion Points and Aura he painted for the whole day till he exhausted them and then fell asleep.

He found himself in a dark liquid place as a fetus, he also felt as if he wasn't the baby at the same time. He heard some noises, 'if this continues the fetus will develop fast.'

Seth woke up well rested and with a bit of sanity, but glancing at the brush, Quill and papers, his madness returned, this time he used Vela Aspecto as he moved fast and copied them

His mind was in a state of great Obsession that he couldn't control himself. It was a good thing he was onto painting if it was something else like fighting, feeding or anger or anything kind of behaviour or emotions he will behave the same way with no room for reasoning.

The sad truth was he didn't know he was in that state. Soon the paper ended, and it was like an addict that was going insane due to lack of substance.

He prepared and walked out to hunt Rena and get more papers. But his obsession wasn't a conflict and clash one and due to that, he acted almost normal among people but he was clearly quick to anger.

Reaching the dragon canyon, he was taken aback by how many players and NPCs were there. Stalls and some tents were established but what irritated him was that he was stopped by the same brown attire guard as earlier.

"ID, please!" He said. Seth gapped at the huge man, wondering, 'I fucking owned the sanctuary!' Suddenly the whole protection turned off and pressure slammed down, stalls broke, tents shattered and water in buckets vaporized in an instant.

Not only that, the temperature rose very fast as if the sun above had concentrated its heat there.

People screamed especially the NPC, as in hurry they scrambled to equip their Gawee Snail Shell. But before things got worse, the protection returned.

The brown attire guard breathed in wariness as he stared at Seth's glaring eyes. He moved back and said, "I'm sorry!"

When the protection was off, Raindrop group and Hourglass already knew it was Seth but they didn't step up because of various reasons.

One of which was it was better for Seth to warn the Brown Team that he owned the place and that they were Seth's acquaintances and have a bit of authority over it.

What Seth didn't know was that there was a skirmish on who owned and managed the place. Brown Attire hides behind the fact that they are from the army in the real world as such they shall lead. And they won the bout, Hourglass just had to step back.

"Hey, Rena." Seth found the girl and was about to ask her for more papers when his attention was dragged away by something.

"It's a good icon!" Seth muttered, he was referring to a wall at the end of the canyon, it was smooth and wide.

"You want to paint again?" She asked and he nodded vigorously, "That place will be great!

"What happened? Is it really safe for us to stay here?" An NPC that just woke up from fainting asked but no one asked him.

The Hourglass group didn't let Seth do all the work alone, they helped him in clearing the stage and Rena made large paper that covered the whole 2m long and 3m wide wall Seth wanted.

"Hahahaha" With cackling laughter of excitement, a ball of red liquid floated above the people, Seth hiding in a red hooded cloak, holding a long red staff in each hand floated before the large white canvas. His mind churned with painting ideas until he grasped what he wanted to do.

Many players showcased their distress about what was happening but the leader of Brown Attire had no power to stop Seth because he had heard what Seth did from the guard. He can only assure them that it was part of the organization.

Like an orchestra, Seth waved his red staffs as he touched the red liquid and he splashed it on the white canvas. He wasn't flying but he could make red liquid pull him from one direction to another, that way his haphazard smearing and splashing covered everywhere in no time.

In what seemed like a short time, 108 people were enthralled. They stood agape at the magnificent creature presented to them. Only four people were exempted. Lady Rain, leader of Raindrop, Captain Brown, leader of Brown Guard, Silver Chief, an NPC leader, then Sonny, leader of Iron Kite.

Zambia and the rest break away in seconds but the rest didn't until almost a minute.

"Why is there a dragon here!" A player shouted after he got back to his senses before he realized what it was.

Temra was so vividly depicted on that large canvas that it scared all of them. They felt as if it would jump out and attack them.

"Guuum!

The canyon shook and the painting was carved as an Icon for the sanctuary.

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"Great Fire Dragon, Temra Dayamonda, thank you for the sanctuary!" Seth shouted, the name echoed in their mind as they realized what they were looking at.

"Who is he?" People began to question the hooded player that made the display. However, Seth wasn't satisfied, as if he was possessed, he picked his stone sculptor tools and went ahead and made more things.

The first he made was the antler, this time its normal size before going around making other things till he was exhausted. As the moonlight shone down, he came back partially to reality and then begged Rena for more papers before he ran away.

Captain Brown sent people to follow him but Zambia and the rest stopped them. Even to them, Seth was an enigma, so they will not allow someone to find him before them. Read exclusive adventures at m_v-l'e|m,p-y r

Sapna has tried to talk to him several times but he was just not in his right mind to even acknowledge her presence.

With more paper than before, Seth's obsession increased with no recovery in sight. The dream of the fetus kept coming but he kept forgetting about it when he woke up.