I collected the armour from Hyria with a quick 'Thank You', pulled my hood up and flew over to where Esmund lives in his cute little village, hoping that I wasn't too late as I had wanted to build the procession myself.

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We were preparing the procession for me as I wanted to make something simple.

More than half, actually, everyone didn't believe me when I told them I was leaving as well as being the Second Divine Warrior. They never cared for me anyways.

Now, I am building the altar with the kids from the orphanage while women ogle at me while other men glared at me. Some even laughed at me saying that I was out of my mind to have even conversed with Irene. But I didn't care, not a single bit at all.

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I landed as I reached my destination, in an alleyway which had a clear view if the town square. There stood Esmund with the kids building the altar that I had wanted to build.

Making the armour that was in a purple bag vanish temporarily into thin air while pulling my hood down to access the situation.

People where either laughing, glaring or staring at Esmund with lust. I shook my head, Esmund felt my presence but he didn't approach it. That was his one weakness, I was about to go explore the land when,

"I know you're there Irene." I smiled widely while loud laughter was heard.

"You're out of your mind, ya know?" yelled an inhabitant as I pulled my hood up and walked out of the shadows.

Not a single person realised that I was even there when I felt someone hug me, it was Constance.

"Hello Lady Irene!" I smiled softly under my hood.

"Hello Constance, I see that you are working hard on helping Esmund." I praised as I led her toward where Esmund waited at the altar.

"Hello Esmund!" I greeted as I rushed over and engulfed him in a large hug. I hope they will name this kind of hug someday.....

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I was busy trying to nail down this piece of wood when I felt a presence. I decided to once again pass it as paranoia when the aura around the presence grew to feel.......disappointed?

Immediately after that, I knew. Irene was here, smirking, I turned to the crowd which was blocking the alleyway and stated in a monotone voice,

"I know you're there Irene."

That just made people laugh even harder, but what they didn't realise was that Irene was emerging from the alleyway behind them. Constance noticed her and ran over to her.

They continued their conversation when out of a sudden, she greeted, ran over and engulfed me into a bone crushing hug.

"Why, hello to you to." I managed to choke out. Her hood had fallen off when she hugged me which had earned her lustful looks from men and glares from the women.

"That can't be the real Irene!" I turned to see who that voice belonged to, Rebecca. She always claimed that she was the 'real Irene' and of course, everyone believed her.

Everyone except me of course. She used this as a leverage and demanded for everything that he wanted.

"What do you mean?" Irene asked, confusion clear on her face.

"Well, I'm saying that you're a fake!" Oh dear, this is not going to end well.......

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"Well, I'm saying that you're a fake!" That woman shouted, arrogance clear on her face.

What she didn't realise was that I could read her eyes. Now, her eyes told a whole different story. They told me that she was uncertain, scared and annoyance.

Uncertainty of whether am I the real Irene or not.

Scared of what was to become of her if I was the real Irene.

Annoyance that I dared to challenge her at all.

"Let's have a competition!" I turned to the voice to see the kids from the orphanage looking at me expectantly.

"I-" but before I could even finish my sentence, an alarm blared throughout the village. Panic evident in the eyes of the inhabitants.

"Irene! Help us!"

"Save us!"

They crowded around the woman who claimed herself to be me.

"Don't worry! I'll protect the lot of you!" she said with arrogance but the feelings still remain in her eyes.

Protect them from what th-.

That was when I felt it. That presence. 'Them'. I thought, I have to help them.