Chucky's Birthday Story Spoiler!!!

'Don't let your feelings get ahead of you, Lestal. When there's a task involving Hosts, we must get rid of them.'

'I understand, Alyxx, there's no need to worry. I might not be bodily crazed about death like you, but my limits, I'm aware of, and you do not have to remind me.'

'You remember the last time you defied the rules of the Phantalines, do you not?'

'How could it be forgotten? It was by your hands whom the one I loved died by.'

'Nonsense, Lestal, do not say you loved that insolent man. He tried to kill you and you were just too naive to believe he could ever do such a thing.'

'I respect you, Alyxx, but the lack of your knowledge in Leslie compromises your judgement! If I were not bewitched by your powers, I could've defied you together with the rules of the Phantalines.'

'Shush, Lestal. The Syres have now forgiven you. Do not give them a reason to penalize you again, or I might not be able to help you this time.'

'Very well, Alyxx.'

'Now it is time.'

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And hundreds of years have passed since that day of dwelling. The Phantasm War caused deaths, separation, and everything but joy, happiness and the satisfaction of a perfect ending. Tears and pain, fear and cowardice lurked among the Phaline Towers. But two remained standing. The very two who who secretly chattering amongst themselves before getting involved in a battle that lasted for weeks and in a blink of an eye, the Phantaline race was being wiped out, right before their very eyes.

What will they do now that they've got no one to look up to?

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Haha, suspensing, yes? Thank you, thank you, your emotions have been successfully delivered to me. Don't worry, Chucky, you'll get your story by next year, kay?

Ciao!!