Chapter 65

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This is probably not what you expected. But that's okay. Life doesn't go as we expect it to. I hope you enjoyed the story. And thank you to take the time to read my first story. I know it migght be confusing at times, but that's because I changed the plot a thousand times during the whole story. Neither Mirai or Erin should have played in here. And for the ones wondering about Dragon and Avis: I wanted her to have her own harem, including Dragon, Kuzan, etc. Didn't happen though. Okay enough Blah blah. Just one more thing: Thank you voting and commenting. I might not always say something about it, but I see it. So, thank you for filling me with happiness. Every single comment, every single vote, thank you. And now I will stop being cheesy.  (Whipslash *from far away*: About time.) Bye!

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You had never thought you were able to relax as you travelled towards Mary Geiose, but then again, Mirai existed. The gatekeepers let you pass after you had introduced yourself as Queen of Sparkle Island, which was technically the truth, and soon enough you sat in the Bondola going upwards.

Mirai sat on the rail, with your hands wrapped around her, while she excitedly pointed at the birds high up in the sky and the far horizon. You smiled at her tattering. "Mama, why can birds fly and we not?" The girl suddenly asked.

"Birds have wings instead of arms." You answered with a pained look. It was a tad too early in the morning to explain evolution and biology. As you saw that your daughter was not satisfied with your answer, you asked her a question: "Do you want to fly, Mirai?"

The girl nodded so hard, you were afraid her head would snap off. "I want to fly, just like a bird!" She said, and stretched her arms like wings. "When this is over, we will go looking for a bird devilfruit, okay?" You said, ruffling her hair. Your daughter made a shocked face. "But I don't want to look like Morgans!"

You laughed at that. "Don't worry about that, honey. You will the greatest bird I will ever see!" You smiled happily at her. "And what about you?" Your daughter asked you. You pulled a frowning face. "Me?...I want to always be by your side."

And so, Mother and daughter arrived at Mary Geiose. As they walked the parcs, towards Pangaea castle, multiple gazes were drawn to them. Including the gaze of a certain, young lady.

The young lady, at this moment, followed her master Saint Cecily. This particular slave, eater of the Hebi Hebi no mi model: Black Mamba, was lucky enough to have a good master. She was clad in expensive clothing and jewellery, was well fed and could ask for almost everything.

So many years ago, she was taken from her homeland: A small, peaceful island where she spend her days in happiness. The last thing she ever saw from it was how her older sister was shot down, while she struggled against the strong arms that held her down.

Saint Cecily took her in, out of pity. The Celestial Dragon often exclaimed with a sigh: "They should forbid of selling child slaves!" But not many other world nobles agreed and so Saint Cecily always bought the children, to offer them something like a home. But the slave knew St Cecily, in the end, would never see her as an equal. She was nothing more than a glorified servant.

When she grew into her teens, Saint Cecily said she should do something useful and forced her to eat a devil fruit, so she could entertain the other Celestial Dragons when they came to visit. She was grateful to be alive, but nothing more than that.

But then on that day, it had to be a few weeks before the Reverie, she saw this woman and her child. The woman was incredibly tall and gave off a really scary aura, but the slave could sense her love for the small child. At the moment, she followed her master, holding an umbrella. The woman held the child's hand, and stopped every time when the child wanted to see something from close by. While the little girl ran to some flowers, the woman faintly smiled, before their eyes met.

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