Mother Knows Best [Cresselia/Aurelius]

[Lucan Aurelius]

The moon gazed upon the blue ocean, overlooking the entirety of the island. Darkness enveloped each tiny grain of sand, and moonlight served as the 'whip cream' of this beautiful treat. Water swept back and forth, ebbing and flowing as the wind commanded it. A coolness whisked the air surrounding a sleeping boy, laying himself out on the darkened sand. His arms stretched outward, as did his legs. The boy's eyes were closed shut, and his body was inactive. However, his mind was moving. It was generating images, and it served as his connection to the immaterial Dream World.

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Inside of his little (or large, depending on his mood) sanctuary, there was zero light. Aurelius, standing in the center of the black abyss, floated in place. In an instant, a large chandelier popped into existence like it had been there since he entered. An expansive floor, perfectly reflecting the chandelier above, appeared in the same manner. Windows quadruple the size of the dreamer stretched upward at the borders, two moons visible on opposite sides of the newly-formed room. The boy was still in the center, floating in place. 

Then, the ceiling expanded from the attached end of the chandelier, also made of glass. Looking up, one can see all of Somniis floating upside down. Either they were the wrong way up, or they were the right way up. The aforementioned ocean glittered with the reflection of a particularly starry night. Aurelius dropped down, and he inspected his surroundings. This was a space of reflection, only a single room of his very own, ever-expanding castle. Anything can be created on a whim, as can anything be removed or changed.

This was his home.

[Cresselia]

She had heard about the little ordeal within the Maiden's temple, she of course did not believe it so. She had no son, why would she have a son? She had plenty of births, yes, but all were gone lost to the abyss. Nobody would have ever found her child, but her curiosity got the best of her, she investigated this "son". If he truly was her "son" well best to dispose of him, if he was not, well same fate sha'll befallen him.

She searched the dreams of all those in Somniis till she found his, she peered inside, a marvelous place indeed. Nobody within Somniis ever dreamed of this sort of thing, she would know, she watched all over Somniis. She swopped into the dream taking human feminine beauty form, she lurked in the shadows for a a moment or two.

What stood before her, well he certainly had the charm, a little bit of dash of her power. Where did he get such power? She never gifted a Male before, males were just fools that became useless after under her spell of beauty. They just want to just watch her and just allow her to seduce them, there was no fun, no challenge, females were much more interested. They lacked the capacity to fall for such foolish things, they are over emotional, and most importantly most fun to manipulate. Her brother understood this, yet he just seemed to be drawn to the perfect gawd darn dark child, boring as ever. Where was the twist? The life? The party? All he ever thought about was simple facts, truths, impossibilities, no chances, no daring actions, no wonder she was ruling this pathetic island soo easily.


She grew bored lurking in the shadows, time for an entrance. She showered her power in a large white maiden gown of incredible length and beauty. Her scent of lilies, her deepest darkest power over men, filled the dream. "My long lost son... How I missed you." tears began to fall on her pale cheeks, the tears seemed to be a pearly white.. Color of the full moon on a cloudless night. She began to run toward him wanting to give him a huge hug, a kiss on the head and cheek. She truly wanted to act and pretend to be a Mom, at least till the death of this fool happens. She hoped the scent of her lilies will numb him to her deception, just like all the other men she had seduced then killed.

[Lucan Aurelius]

What should he do tonight, he wondered? There was an infinite amount of things he could play with. A whole world was just opened to him, and so there was a whole world that he could implement into his own. It was like a puzzle that had gained a new set of pieces to attach to it. The exterior of his limitless castle began to look more and more like the living quarters of the priestesses. A giant statue of Cresselia was set in the middle of the frontal courtyard, while the yard's arrangement was mirrored on the other side. Except... a statue of Darkrai was erected in place of the Cresselia one.

A foreign presence then found itself inside of his castle, which preceded his turning around to see the feminine body that could belong to none other than his mother. Her human shape was enchantingly beautiful, as Darkrai had told him years upon years before. The whole room, and possibly the entire castle, smelled of lilies. Aurelius had no doubt that it was her. He walked a few steps forward, and found her running to him, as if she were going to attach to him like a parasite. 

Surprisingly, the boy raised his hand between them, but he was smiling. He knew better than to fall for the goddess of lies herself. Otherwise, there would be no way for him to stand his mother. The past sixty years awakened him to the reality that his mother may just end up killing him if he let his guard down when she wanted him to. Getting used to this fact allowed the Demigod to passively attempt to discern whether whatever she says to be the truth or a false. Thank you, father Darkrai. If she stopped, Aurelius would bow to the matron goddess of Somniis.

"Please. It is very clear to me that you dislike me. You never did miss me. In fact, I've always believed that you never knew I existed until now. I'm sorry, but I cannot embrace you. That will not stop me from loving you for conceiving me, mother." He stepped a few inches backward, wiping a stray tear that dripped from his eye. "It pains me to know that you are who stands to be my opponent, my own family. I wish to ask why you have come to my slice of the Dream World? Do you like my construct?"

[Cresselia]

He raised his hand to prevent her embrace. oh? What was this? Preventing her? Of all Gods in this world? From embracing him, what a cocky little boy. She saw that her act would not work on him, what an odd immunity to her seduction. She could not understand as to why this boy would have immunity, nobody had immunity, well nobody alive. That was when her dream power reflected exactly what the interior and exterior of the dream was, Darkrai's influence, of course. Then even Darkrai could not prevent a boy from falling for her, it was all choice and Darkrai allowed such choices. It was possible that the boy had power her in his dream, but that was impossible she was the dream Goddess, the manipulator of this sort of space and area, there was just no way. Sure her influence on nightmares were little, but she certainly could make nightmares go away and cause happiness to an individual, especially if that individual paid a price to her. There was but one explanation magic, or natural defense. Magical charms normally do not work in dreams, particularly if she was in that dream. The wearer or controller of the magic has to summon the magic before the magic manipulator or user even smells her scent. She had appeared in the shadows, thus not at all detectable of highest magicians. Unless of course this magic user predicted her arrival, but even then it required lots of magic and magical items, she was a Goddess for crying outloud, magic tricks of simpletons will not work.

She kept dropped the facade and smiled, it was not quite the most evil of smiles, just a simple feminine beauty smile that should probably be questioned. "So the rumor is true. You are my son. It seems that Darkrai had kidnapped you and brainwashed you. It has been a long time since I last held you in my arms. I thought you were long lost to this world, I am giddy at seeing you alive. Forgive my actions before, a Mother could not help but react when on she believed is "lost" is here before her." when she had finished her reply she looked about, pretending this was the first time she made the observation of the dream. "I have to admit your creativity is higher than average human being. It is just too bad your creativity focuses on the darker side of the moon, I mean this place could be so much prettier and brighter without the tendrils of darkness." She shot out a wave of light from her hand to make every detailed shadow vanish into a brighter color, making the place shine almost like a diamond in the purest of bright lights. "There we go, blinding is it not? That is what good is for, to brighten the day, to allow warmth in the coldest of caves. So if we are to be enemies, you will be wise to stay away from my girls. I rather not want what had happened to one of my girls happen again, trust me. My son, just remember, Mother knows best. "

She would normally have left, but she wanted to see his response, the response of the chosen Darkrai soldier. He was just a pawn in this little game, too bad he got the short end of the stick. If he was a girl and well raised by her, he would have been leader of the pathetic humans of the island. He would have created happiness, warmth, and love. All of it would have been lies, of course, but happiness all around. What is the point of the full moon and dreams? Without the connection everyone shares. It is just too bad his fate was sealed on this island, pretty much forever, not even her own brother could rescue the boy. It was kind of sad really, it is funny... Even her own brother lied, it just nobody knows of it. What is best? Knowing things to be a lie? Or only getting enough of the truth to believe it to be the whole truth, only to find it to be greatest lie of all. It was almost too funny, really.

[Ginger]

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