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I finally have a place to post this. A while back I made a AU for my original story A Fourth Dimension Reality, and I really wanted to share it for some reason, so now I can, yay~

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A Fourth Dimension Magic Club: The Lost RaggleDoll

Word count: 2.6k

The old halls of the Magic Academy were filled with students walking to their various locations within the building. The lunch hall was presently empty aside from a group of five, everyone else had left for the day, but the group remained and spoke to each other…

“What do you mean you lost it?” Larson, one of the summoners of the group, spoke to his fellow summoner.

“Look, I was trying something last night and I guess he must have gotten distracted by something and ran off, but good news! I can summon a Black Hawk!” Cassie, the other summoner of the group, said.

“Oh? How well?” Jax, the researcher, spoke.

“It only stayed for a few minutes, but I’ll get better I swear!” Cassie declared.

“I haven’t seen a Black Hawk in a while,” Gast, the ghost, said while he shivered at the thought of the demonic creature.

“Black Hawks?” Mandy, the witch, opened her spell book, “I wonder why I can’t have that as a familiar.” She pondered.

“Because Black Hawks aren’t tamable.” Jax explained, “they serve a purpose and without one they won’t listen to the one who summoned it.”

Mandy understood the explanation, but couldn’t help the disappointment she felt.

“Are you all dense?” They all looked to Larson, “aren’t you all forgetting about the lost RaggleDoll that might be tearing up the school?”

Cassie looked off.

“How long ago was it?” Jax asked in an attempt to start somewhere.

“Hmm… I can’t remember.” Cassie said. Her head turned up as she tried to remember the time, “oh, it was…” She trailed off.

Larson sighed at her indecisive tone.

“Well,” they looked at Gast, “Cassie came back to her dorm around midnight last night.”

She snapped her fingers, “that’s right, did we talk?” Cassie asked the ghost.

“Yeah, but you were really tired. I guess you weren’t really zoned in.” He explained.

“Then it was midnight!” Cassie restated.

Larson rolled his eyes, but Jax took out his pocket watch.

“Okay, it’s twelve in the afternoon right now,” he put it away, “so that means it’s been gone for half a day.” Jax set his book onto the table. He flipped to the end pages that were mostly empty and found his entry on the creature: RaggleDoll. “You know the most about it, so what else can you tell me?”

Cassie threw her hands up to roll the sleeves of her baggy robe out of the way, “well, he’s not usually temperamental. He only does things when I tell him to.”

Larson interjected, “Yeah, like the time you sicked that thing on your teache-”

“I didn’t do that!” Cassie spoke over him.

“But it does work with your thoughts, right?” Cassie confirmed Jax’s presumption, “so,” he wrote as he spoke, “I think it’s safe to assume there might have been something you wanted to do last night.” Cassie nodded, “can you remember what?”

“Yeah, I was trying to summon a Black Hawk because I read somewhere if you summon one on the dawn of a solstice it’ll turn into a Phoenix! So I was preparing last night.”

“Because it’s close to Christmas,” Jax said, “okay, then I think we should go back to the spot where you went. There’s a huge chance it’s still there waiting for December twenty-second!”

“You think?” Cassie seemed awestruck, “aw, he really is connected to me!” She was gushing over the thought of the creature.

“And that confirms you did send that thing after your teacher.”

Cassie ignored the comment, “come on then, let’s go and find my baby!” Cassie got up and stood behind Mandy, “can I ride your broom with you?”

Mandy smiled and got up, “but only us two, you boys will be fine following?”

They all got up.

“Of course, let’s just hurry up and get there.” Larson formed his own forbidden book.

“Then we’ll see you there!” Mandy winked and casted her broom to levitate. She got on it and Cassie jumped to sit behind her. They went up into the air where they took off for the exit of the lunch hall.

Larson, Jax and Gast all walked to the door leading them outside and Larson opened his book. There, he summoned his Galaxy Fox and waited as it grew in size to tower over the trio, Larson hopped onto his back and spoke.

“Got Cassie’s sent?” The fox gave a confirming whine, “good, now follow them.” The fox made no sound, but turned its head in the direction where Cassie and Mandy went.

Jax and Gast got on its back and then it took off to catch up with the flying pair…

It wasn’t too much later when the group arrived in the area where Cassie was last at. Cassie got off the broom and looked around the area.

“Oh, my little Raggle, I can’t believe he just ran off like that.”

Mandy went over to her after shrinking her broom. “You really didn’t notice when it ran off?”

“No,” Cassie faced Mandy, “it might have been because he wasn’t really moving when we were out here. So I figured he was tired and went back inside his scroll.” Cassie pulled her bag to her front and dug through it, “his scroll is in here though.”

“Then that at least means he’s out here somewhere.”

Cassie agreed and looked behind Mandy seeing the trio catching up to them. When they arrived, Larson’s fox went over to Cassie and started shrinking to a normal sized fox.

“Wo-woah!” Jax managed to jump off before the fox shrunk completely.

Gast, on the other hand, didn't move in time and fell on his face. Larson just effortlessly landed anticipating the shrinking. The fox was now no bigger than a puppy as it happily jumped on Cassie. Enjoying the attention, Cassie giggled while playing with it.

“Good boy!” Cassie rubbed his head and crouched to pet it.

“Return!” Larson said and the fox whined.

Cassie pouted to Larson before returning her attention to the fox. “Don’t worry, we’ll play later!”

The fox seemed to cheer up at that and went back to Larson at his command.

“It’s still shocking to see a summoner at all, let alone one who can summon light and dark creatures.” Cassie looked to Mandy, “I guess you really do care for all these creatures.” Mandy smiled.

“Of course!” Cassie declared, “that’s why we have to find my Raggle!”

“This the spot you were at?” Larson asked.

“Pretty much, it was this area.” Cassie confirmed.

“Now, where would he have gone?” Jax asked.

Gast got himself up and joined the rest of the group. “This place is pretty big, are you sure we’ll find him?”

“No,” Larson said, “but that’s where you come in.” He faced Gast, “that thing’s a creature of the dead. That means you should be able to ask some ghosts if they’ve seen him.”

“It’s not a thing!” Cassie went over to Larson, but he ignored her.

“I-I mean, I’ll try…” Gast took a deep breath. He went over to a tree and touched it.

As he worked, Cassie went in front of Larson, “you know, this is why your book is sealed. Because you don’t respect the creatures you summon.”

Larson side-eyed Cassie. “These things are here to listen to me. I don’t have to respect any of them.”

Cassie fumed at the notion, but shook her head, “whatever…” She looked over to Gast and saw another ghost floating out from the tree he was in front of.

“Why are you disturbing me!” The ghost's shrill voice yelled.

“Puh-please, we just want to a-ask you something.” Gast said, the ghost waited, “um… have you seen a little small creature around here? It has a rag over its body and is very small.”

Cassie ran back to Jax and easily took his book from him. She found the page with the RaggleDoll entry and opened it.

“It looks like this!” She said holding the page for the ghost to see.

“Hmm, I have. Weren’t you with it?” The ghost asked Cassie.

“Yes, but I think he ran off when I wasn’t paying attention.” Cassie explained.

“Well, keep a better eye for your pets,” Cassie nodded to the scolding, “but, I believe I saw him in the clearing, past the Living Tree.” Cassie beamed, “now, don’t disturb me again!” The ghost then vanished into thin air.

Mandy put her hands on her hips, “Gast couldn’t have found a less annoying ghost?”

Jax just smiled at the comment. He went over to Cassie and took the book off her hands. “We should get looking.”

Cassie didn’t wait very long before she ran off on her own leaving everyone else to walk to the area.

“Raggle!” Cassie yelled as she ran, “where are you? I know you’re hungry, because I’m starving! Let’s get something to eat!” She called out to it again once she was in the clearing. Cassie got the Living Tree and stood in front of it, “where could he have gone…?” She stared at the tree for a while. Her eyes narrowed as her gaze never broke from the tree.

“This place is way too open for us to have not seen it already. I say that ghost doesn’t know what it saw.” Larson complained once they all reached the clearing.

“Got any better ideas?” Mandy asked.

“Yeah, let’s just summon a Scouter.” He suggested.

“And risk getting the RaggleDoll hurt, if not killed?” Jax said.

Larson said nothing.

“Guys?” Cassie got their attention, “I don’t think this is the real Living Tree.”

“Huh? What are you talking about?” Larson walked up and stood beside her.

“I managed to get a branch off here one time and it doesn’t feel anything like the one I have. See?” Cassie took Larson’s hand and placed it on the tree’s trunk, “it feels fake.”

Larson’s eyes narrowed. “I think she’s right.”

“Guys, that’s nothing to joke about.” Mandy stated.

“You should know, feel for yourself.” Larson stepped out of the way and Mandy stepped up placing her palm on the tree.

“No way… this isn’t good. What happened to the real one?” Mandy asked herself.

“We’ll have to report this to the headmaster.” Jax said.

“But not before we find my Raggle!” Cassie brought the task back to the surface. As Cassie spoke, the tree began to shake.

“What the-?” Gast stood defensively.

The tree kept shaking until they could see something emerging from its trunk. The shaking grew in intensity until they started to hear thumping. One spot was being hit over and over. On one last hit, the RaggleDoll they were looking for shot out from the hole it created, emerging from the tree.

“Raggle!” Cassie gasped and went to grab it. She caught it in mid-air, but her robe got caught on something. “What’s that?” her RaggleDoll tore at the white fabric until she was free and Cassie harshly fell to the ground. She tumbled, but held onto the RaggleDoll until she finally stopped.

However, the group that was still in front of the tree grew defensive as someone else emerged from the newly made entrance.

“You had to return here! That could have been mine!” From within the tree, a black figure started to climb out. They were blocked by a large hood, but they could all tell he was less than stable.

“You can’t have him!” Cassie got to her feet and let her RaggleDoll drop beside her where it was ready to attack, “why did you take him?” Cassie asked.

“Because, you don’t deserve to summon creatures of the dead! That belongs to our class!”

“Really? You’re just a little upset because I can summon him?” The hooded figure said nothing, “don’t be such a loser. You killed an important landmark over that?”

“Look, we won’t hurt you, but you’re gonna have to answer to killing this tree.” Jax stepped up and said.

“As if I would let the likes of you take me!” The hooded figure threw his arms up and out from the robe’s sleeves came all types of creatures. Cursed vipers, zombified plants, and demonic statues all came out and attacked her.

“Are you serious!” Cassie said backing up as she avoided the onslaught of attacks. Her RaggleDoll followed her as it protected Cassie from anything she might have missed. Cassie threw her robe on the statues, temporarily tangling them. She kicked the snakes away from her feet and the RaggleDoll kept the plants away from her by swiping at any roots that grew near her. Cassie got herself steadied as she looked at the creatures, now it seemed she was cornered.

“You’ll have to try harder than that! Sun’s Ignis!” Mandy waved her wand producing fire as she set the plats ablaze.

“Just give up, please.” Gast spoke as from below him, ghosts rose up and took control of the statues making them break themselves apart.

“There’s no use fighting us.” Jax threw a chain out that wrapped around the heads of the vipers and made them writhe in pain before disappearing into thin air.

“What? No, you can’t destroy them!”

“Watch yourself moron!” Larson summoned the forbidden Vitiated Pegasus that charged straight for the man and kicked its hoves into his chest. He flew back and the Peagasus was quick to pin him.

“Is he down?” Cassie asked, walking over.

The person was struggling, but he couldn’t move and wasn’t going to.

“Seems like it.”

“Alright, let’s get him turned in. I got my Ragglebaby back so we can go home!” Her RaggleDoll jumped up into her arms and she it gave a loving hug.

“I bet you would just want to leave,” Cassie looked to Larson, “that tree is still dead and you know what that means.” Larson stared at Cassie, she looked off.

“No, I actually don’t.”

Larson gave her an irritated look as he went for her and grabbed her now exposed arm. “Don’t play dumb!” Larson then went into her bag and pulled out the branch she had taken from the tree.

“No! That was mine and this tree will take years to be that powerful again!”

“Doesn’t matter,” Larson let go of her arm, “they’ll eventually find out that you have this. So get over it.” Larson walked over to Mandy, “you gonna bring that tree back to life?”

“Oh no, I’m not trying to be sent to any head witch meetings. I like doing my own things as a regular low class witch.”

Larson shrugged and stuffed the branch in his pocket. “Then bag this guy and let’s get back. We gotta tell them about the tree.” Larson directed.

Cassie ran to Larson’s side and walked with him. “Lars please! You can’t let them have my only branch!”

Larson glanced over with a smirk. “Looks like you should have been smarter and taken two.”

“Ugh! Don’t pull that here! You know I couldn’t take anymore. I’m not trying to get in trouble!” They walked off loudly together as Cassie continued her vocal assault.

The rest of the group just watched before turning their attention back to the hooded individual, “well, who wants to restrain him?”

“I’ll take him, ‘cause someone’s gotta stay around that Pegasus and I don’t want it to be me.” Mandy said walking to the hooded person.

“Well come on Gast, help me out here.”

“M-me?”

“Yes you. Come on, it’s just a little Pegasus.”

“I can handle creatures like the ones Cassie specializes in, but real things…” he looked off, “o-okay, let’s just hurry this up.”

Jax chuckled at the reaction and they both went up to handle the Pegasus while Mandy trapped the hooded figure inside of a bottle and went to join the pair that had already left off…

The old halls of the Magic Academy were filled with students walking to their various locations within the building. The lunch hall was presently empty aside from a group of five, everyone else had left for the day, but the group remained and spoke to each other…

Castle of the Black Sheep

Randomly got this idea lol

Word Count: 1.6k

The castle stood on its own, lost to time and memory. A maiden, locked inside, awaited anyone who would save her; but as time passed on, there was nothing she could do but sleep. Her eyes drifted and the world around her eased her into a soft slumber, one she assumed wouldn’t be disturbed.

Below the castle walls, at the door, stood one another brave enough to suffer the treachery of the Calded Castle touched the door. He gazed behind him, seeing what was in his wake. The dragon’s tattered wings flopped on the ground, the breeze shifted them slightly as the creature could no longer move itself. The deed was done, now the reward was just within grasp.

The hero opened the door and towered the castle in search of the maiden who lay in an uncertain sleep. The castle whistled a soft melody to him while he ascended the dank corridors. Eventually, he found a set of doors that had to hold the maiden behind them. Decorated with dark orange trim, the design painted an image of a fantasy he could have only assumed was false. His hand graced the inscription and he felt its reality within his palm. He pushed open the door and entered the door with a certain delicacy. It was then his eyes laid on the maiden.

At his appearance, she suddenly shot up. Her hair, unkempt as it was, stuck up and bounced as she moved. Her eyes darted around her and soon her face morphed in a realization.

“This is strange…” She went to her window and opened it, leaning out. A loud sigh followed her voice. “No… he’s really gone.”

The hero blinked and watched her curiously. “Pardon me, but I’m unsure of what you refer to.”

The maiden looked, examining his features quickly. Her eyes went up and down his figure until she gave a slight shrug of her shoulder. “Let me explain.” She got up, danced around the room where she blew an unlit candle.

It came to life and followed it were the lights of the rest of the candles. The room bloomed color from the flames and now it was nothing like the gray exterior of the outside. The maiden sat on the bed she once rested on and put her hands together to pray as she spoke.

“I am the maiden with which you came to save. You understood what you had to do, but not the reasons behind those actions. So hear me, as I will speak the words behind your journey.” She put her hands down and looked at the hero. “My damned title is the Maiden of Black Sheep. Your journey here was to kill a dragon that trapped me within these castle walls; I am free, but now my protector is gone.”

“Protector? That fearsome dragon could be nothing more than a monster!”

“Ah, as you would feel. He’s a monster to you because you fear him, but we all fear and that fear must be contained somewhere.” She got up and retrieved a book. “Where do all your worries go when you feel them leave your shoulder? Where do your tears fall after they’ve shed? How do you recover from your grief? It is a black sheep you seek. Those feelings must go somewhere and if not me, then where would they go?”

The hero held himself back listening to her. “You mean to say you’re some God of sorrow?”

“No, of course not. I am simply the mistakes everyone wishes to forget, or more simply, I am the fault of everyone’s pain. Not literally, of course, just the image of it so you all can recover. Without it, man would have surely turned their pain inward and destroyed their very fabric of being.”

“How can you say that! Man has dealt with pain their entire life and you mean to tell me there’s one person who controls all of it?”

“You’re not hearing me, but you answer your own confusion. Because you don’t understand, you yell at me, and I’m fine with that. So please, take your frustrations out on me, it does me nothing but good if you do.”

The hero found himself at a loss. Unable to understand the words out of the woman’s mouth, he grew more and more agitated listening to her. His efforts seemed in vain if this was his end result.

“But, the words of my tale do not end… Now that you have smited my dear one, you must lead me to another dear one. A precious soul I can bond with in order to maintain my own sanity.” She got up and approached him. She closed the space between them and stood meer inches away from his face. “It is said, the smiter had to become the one, but… I’m not fond of you. I would assume you’re not fond of me either.”

“How clairvoyante of you.”

She smiled pulling on the twists of her hair while twirling back to her bed. “Please, it was you who bumbled into this castle without even thinking about what you were getting. If fame was all you wanted, there were a plentious amount of other things you could have done, but instead you murdered my dear one. His soul has transferred elsewhere and I must find it before I grow mad with despondency.” She huffed.

Curil stared at her and his eyes narrowed. “I’m sure your spirits will remain rather high. Unchanging really. You seem more than unbothered by the idea of this happening; in fact, it seems as if you already knew this would come, so you seem more than prepared.”

The hero went to open the door, and seconds after he did, a sword crashed down into the door slicing into his shoulder. The width of the blade made it easy to cut deep. His arm, nearly severed at the limb, hung off his body. He crashed to the ground in agony while his warm blood pooled around him. His struggling turned to desperate twitching as he clung to life.

The maiden stepped over his body and spoke to the destroyed door. “They have awoken… from the silence.” Her hands rose. Her palms faced the door. “Destroyer of my hope, what is your name?”

The noise of everything around the heroes faded into a mesh of muffled sounds, but he could hear her voice as if he were fine. His mouth gurgled blood, but he got out; “Curil.”

“Ah, Curil.” He saw a white light glow from her hands. “Apologizes for the late start. I admit, I’m a little annoyed that I got a human, not another beautiful, wondrous creature. However, I cannot leave others in agony as they do me, the way of the world would tip out of control. So, I will save your life; but in doing so I am tied to you.”

As Curil’s gaze faded, he saw an unusual weapon. A large wooden handle slid into The Maiden’s hands and the blade at the top curved like a crescent moon. For a moment, Curil believed he was watching the night sky.

“My name is Cassie. Bound to you by the agony of man, I will do everything in my power to see your success. I will not let you die unless my own life is silenced. That I promise.”

Cassie left his sight and all Curil could hear was the cries of the monster that injured him, the ground shook with a violet force and soon he felt a growing pain in his arm.

“Gah!” From the pit of his stomach, a guttural scream followed the repair of the injury.

Flashing with an intense throbbing, his arm slowly mended itself back together. With every blow he heard, another part of his arm reattached to his body. He groaned, his teeth threatened to crack, but he took deep breaths as the pain went on.

“Slowly, Curil, open your eyes.” Cassie’s words followed a soft touch in his face.

His eyes opened and he saw Cassie above him. Her face wasn’t the immature disposition he had seen her hold before. She appeared regal, despite the unkempt appearance she still had. It was then Curil felt his other arm. He shot up and touched it fervently.

Cassie laughed and Curil could see her one strange image return.

“Do you believe me now? Is your agony gone?”

Curil took a breath. “I… can’t say for sure.”

“Well perhaps this would change your mind.” She presented her arm.

The sleeve draped past her hands and all Curil could see was blood dripping from the cloth. The blood started from her shoulder; it was nothing short of identical to the wound he just sustained.

“How is that possible?”

“Because of what I explained. I already told you, being considered a black sheep, I was left here to welcome the feelings that everyone else must let go. However, if it’s left in the open it would turn into a monster… surely. So, I absorb these feelings, they manifest within my body and soul while everyone else—who doesn’t deserve it—gets to relish in a sweet relief.”

“That is crazy, how do you sustain yourself if this is the case? Are you a goddess?”

She sighed. “Of course not, why would I be here if I were a Goddess?” She scoffed. “No, I’m a regular human but I need something like that beautiful creature you murdered to maintain sanity.” She groaned and stood up. “Do you understand now?”

Curil looked off. “I believe so… this is my fault so you want me to fix it?”

With her hands proudly on her hips, she nodded. “Yes.” She faced him and a look unlike the others she had given him, she held a certain intensity Curil couldn’t describe. “I have no need for your existence. I do not need you. However, you are what I was given, so I’ll use it as I require.”

~Writeblr Introduction~

So, I'm not good at introductions. However, I've done this before, so maybe it'll be easier now.

Hi, I'm an aspiring writer who wants nothing more than the world to have a favorite character who actually looks like them. Being an introvert; I usually write stories about loneliness, isolation, anxiety and longing. My usual genres are YA, Romance, Fantasy, Supernatural, Adventure, and recently I'm getting into Comedy, Sci-fi, and Satire.

I try and make my stories very inclusive. I showcase my characters in a way where they're not liked for their ethnicity, but you like them and they just so happen to be a POC.

I'm also teaching myself to draw.

I wouldn't say I have WIPs when most my stories have more the 30k+ words, but I'll tell you all about a few I'm working on.

A little BG before that, just so there's no confusion. I have a very big universe I've built where I follow my one MC, Cassie, through several different reincarnation stories.

The Demonic Repentance

Genre: YA, Romance, & Supernatural

Akuma is a Demon tasked with fixing Hell after the ruler ruins it with his selfish desires. Having no other choice, he goes outside of Hell in order to find a solution. Instead of a solution he finds an Angel.

This is probably the most edited and actually finished stories of mine.

A Collection of Short Stories: Quiet Girl

Genre: Comedy

When it comes to talking, Cassie finds it to be too much work and opts to think instead. Plus, with ten guys who never leave her alone, it is just a bit better to stay quiet and leave a good impression.

Cassie ventures through her twenties as she tries to live through adulthood while also trying to keep her heart beating every time she sees someone she likes.

This is a Harem story that's more crude than it is overtly sexual. Just adult jokes more than anything.

The Makings of a Love Story

Genre: YA & Romance

After dealing with her first break up, Cassie struggles to return to herself, leaving herself open to yet another relationship much too soon. However, this new relationship isn't anything like her pervious one and has the chance to be better for her, if she learns from the past.

I'm currently having writer's block with this one.

Kingdom of Bumalia

Genre: Fantasy & Romance

The turbulent history of a long lost kingdom. The True Blood within the family is untouched by Lower Blood, until one prince is born. He wants nothing more than his kingdom to prosper and takes a risk unlike his ancestors.

I'm reworking this, so I technically finished this years ago, but it's horribly written by my standards now, lol.

A Fourth Dimension Reality

Genre: YA, Comedy, Satire, & Sci-fi

What happens when you live somewhere you don't belong? Those feelings of being alone and thinking you're the odd one out are over with when you realize you do belong on Earth.

However, Larson and Cassie don't. Being from another dimension is the tie that keeps them together while navigating the strange reality they were stuck in.

This is by far my favorite story, I've written close to 100k words and I'm not sure when I'm gonna actually end it.

I have lots of other stories that are nearly done, but I dislike writing endings because 1. I suck at them and 2. That would mean ending my story and that's such a hard pill to swallow.

That's it from me, I'd love to hear from any of you. I'm pretty easy going and accept almost everyone. So don't be like me and be shy, interact and maybe we could be friends!

So, while I try not to let my thoughts get to me as usual. I wanted to share this idea I was realy excited about!

Randomly, I thought of this old idea I had where a man who was "cursed" to transform into a wolf and a woman who's the only one who can tame him. This thing was dead officially.

Then this happened at the beginning of the month:

This is part of what I wrote that day.

Thus The Moon, Rabbit, and The Wolf was reborn 🕺

From there I started writing a story that I foolishly said would only be 6k words max. It's at 10k and I'm not even a little bit done with it 😷

So then the other day I wanted to see what "Shuichi' looked like.

Btw, his name got changed to Tsumi to match a theme in the story of him being a Mood God

I really enjoyed making this concept since I find him really adorable.

Backstory time: the top image is him before he "awakens" as his previous self/The Moon God. He's mischievous and a little impulsive. In general, he falls victim to his emotions too easily.

He's one part of this trio so if I ever get around to drawing the Wolf and the Rabbit I'll share them too 😄

Thanks for reading~🍂