The firefly with the dimmest of lights had just set foot on the land of Ichtyr. The land held great promise for all those who managed to walk the stony path laid by the fairies and fireflies of the fading age. For so seduced was every firefly and fairy by the fate that beheld them, that the prickly thorns and demons would bear not enough pain to their nimble feet or fragile soul. The suppressed pain would help them evolve into their inherent winged and demonic natures.
This is the story of Shade, half-demon half-fairy. Shade was not without company in Ichtyr. Mills would be his partner in crime in defeating the elder demons. But what was most intriguing about the magical land was that the more they battled the demons, the more they saw themselves turn into them. Still a little of that fairy was left in them . Mills always wanted to meet the fireflies even as a half-demon on this demon infested land. And more specifically, Mills wanted to meet the dim-lit firefly who so openly inherited Shade's spot at the carnival. Now an inheritance at the carnival was a tricky business. Those who choose to inherit something valuable at the carnival inevitably kept them at the crystal's eye of the earlier inheritor. The earlier inheritor would be most disastrously a half demon or a full demon. Shade had thrown his crystal eye ages back because he despised the carnivals. But what Shade had cast away, Mills kept safe. And Mills persuaded Shade to summon the dim-lit firefly to the Zero-One tree. With half a heart, Shade agreed to meet the dim-lit firefly. The dim-lit firefly came with another firefly. Mills was happy with the glowing firefly called June. Shade was indifferent and bored. The dim-lit one was a firefly called Peach.
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