Chapter 43

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As the years go bye, the scenery changes. Maids and eunuch's come and go, the old being replaced with the new and capable.

It has been 3 years since Jezebeth has entered my life and I've made sure to make her life a complete and utter living hell. The female Lead was born a year after I had returned from the sect.

Elizabeth Montgomery, ugh she is such a little- inhale, exhale.

Needless to say that she is just as evil as she was in the past. Cute and innocent on the outside but a real cold hearted bastard on the inside.

I wonder what her blood would taste like?

(A/N this is the start of where we see Melia's traunatic past affect the state of her mentality.)

Today is the weapon choosing ceremony. All children at 5 years must go through this to decide which path of cultivation they will lead in the future. It's extremely important to start at an early age to give you time to bond with your weapon.

Your weapon is apart of you. It has a mind of its own. You do not choose the weapon, the weapon chooses you.

It is very nerve wrecking as some will go without having a weapon. It doesn't mean that you won't come across your one true weapon in the future, just that it is significantly harder to bond with it.

The other children from all across the kingdom, along with my cute self stand in a long line waiting for the ceremony to begin. It is very nerve wrecking. Benjamin already had his time.

Sadly I was back in the sect and missed the whole thing. His weapon is a wand. Meaning that his profession will be that of a sorceror.

His wand was produced from a dragon's heartstrings. Though capable of the most flamboyant spells, they are not very loyal. Which is kind of a concern, but my brother has the same blood as me so he should be very powerful. He and his wand have the same personality, both extremely tempermental.

The children on the line have already formed groups or cliques. Their chatter loud and insessive. Seems like I'm the only one meditating.

Someone lightly tapped me on my shoulder, awaking me from my reveree. Ugh wonder who is it? Should I turn around or ignore them. But, then again I do have a pure reputation to uphold.

It turns out to be a girl. She's about the same age as, but with green eyes and blue hair so dark it can be mistaken for black.

"Hi! My name's Gazora but you can just call me Ora. Your hair color is sooooo pretty, whats your name?"

She speaks really fast and I almost had trouble keeping up. Fare not, though, I am too amazing to be troubled by this little matter.

If my memory serves me right then her father should be my daddy's royal advisor. I have only seen him once and he looks very stern with tiny spectacles perched on the bridge of his hooked nose.

"Uh, my name is Melia and I am 5 years old. I like your hair, it looks like the night sky."

She smiles happily upon hearing that. I mean, who doesn't like receiving compliments? Myself, no exception.

We get to talking for the remainder of the wait and we find out that we have a lot in common.

She likes to read just like me, loves running annnnd clothes. What more can I ask for? We've decided that we're now Best Friends Forever and, that the boys on this line are contaminated with cooties.

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Hey guys I have some bad news. I am having like writer's block. And I can't seem to think of any good stuff so this chapter is extremely short. Sorry.

But like fuċk, does anyone else have bad cramps or is it just me.

Lil Baddies Retreat!