1 4 In Search Of Fembrians

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Anton walked out of the dormitory, towards Aleksei's house. He reached his door and knocked at it. Nobody answered, but he noticed that the door was unlocked so he twisted the doorknob and opened the door.

He saw Aleksei sitting right behind the door, with his left knee on the floor and his right hand over his heart, "How can I help you, your highness?"

Anton stood at the door, looking down at Aleksei "So, you recognised me, huh? As expected of an exorcist,"
"Of course I did. Gods have a strong spirit energy, after all. I thought you were dead,"

"No, I escaped,"
"May I know why, your highness?"
"Because I want to go Alkamshine. There's someone I want to meet,"
"...What do you mean?"

"Have you heard of Fembrians?"
"The mythical horses?"
"Yes, they have bright skin, lovely, long flowing manes. The strongest and fastest horses of the divine realm. They are the only horses that can run on ice and fire. I want to see one,"
Aleksei laughed, "They are called mythical for a reason. They don't exist,"

"Not until I find one. They are the most loyal companion but not even the gods can't find them or tame them. My time here is limited. I want to see one before I leave,"

"What do you mean?"
Anton moved his hands towards the ceiling and it turned to dust. Aleksei looked up at the stars in the sky, "You see those stars?  They weren't always there. The universe emerged from an empty, yawning gulf separating worlds made of ice and fire, respectively, inhabited only by a mysterious, hermaphroditic being named Ymir, who became the mother and father of the race of the jotuns.

He was murdered and the world was made out of his body and the sky out of his skull. Ymir's blood became the sea, his bones and teeth became rocks and mountains, and his brains the clouds.

And as his descendent, I have to experience the same fate. To be sacrificed to keep the universe going," He moved his hand away and the dust turned back to a ceiling, "But before I go, I want to see a Fembrian. They say if you look into its eyes, it cleanses your soul,"

Aleksei looked at him.
"I don't have a lot of time, my body will be withering away soon enough. Before I go, I want to visit Alkamshine,"
"Your highness, we don't even know where Alkamshine is,"

"That's why, Aleksei," Anton took his hands, "Help me,"
"I could never refuse a god," Aleksei smiled.
"Thank you," Anton smiled, "Please let me know if you find something,"

The next day, Jevelene's and Ariel's classes officially began. She thought she doesn't need to be a "boy" in her class because nobody from her dorms went to her class. They had their first-class as magic practical. Their demigod teacher, Ms Deborah, stood with all her students in the ground behind the school. It was about three hectares of land,  surrounded by trees at its corners and an open arena on the inside, covered with grass. The sun was shining overhead. 

"Oh my God, Foma! He's so fricking cute!" A girl with long blue hair said as she chewed her nails while looking at Ariel standing at a distance, beside Dimitri and his star spirit, Feliks. 

"Clam down, Cyzarine," Her demigod, Foma Smirnov, said as he looked at Ms Deborah. He was tall and muscular with a tanned body and a white face.

Next to Foma and Cyzarine, stood Jasha, a short, black-haired demigod from the west and his star spirit, Ikirina, a dark-skinned, blonde-haired girl who was taller than him.

Pierre sat in a wheelchair and Jevelene and Nataniel stood beside him. She looked at him and then at Nataniel. No one of them was saying a word. 

Ms Deborah was giving a small introductory lecture when Nataniel suddenly fainted on the snow.
"Nataniel!"
"Quickly take him to the nurse's office!" Foma carried him to the nurse's office while Ms Deborah continued her lecture.

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