The two exploration groups move in the opposite direction to the clouds, heading towards the grasslands of fried fries.
The Invasive Territory in which they are walking on, is a marvel of strangeness, as everything is actually edible.
Instead of earth, there is ground coffee, powdered chocolate or brown sugar.
The tree’s bark varies from one to another, being solid biscuit, hollow cinnamon, or cookie like straws filled with so sweet fluid substance, such as lted sugar, caral milk, pastry cream, liquid chocolate, jams or condensed milk.
Likewise, the rocks are made of chocolate or sugar, while the nearby river has milk running through it.
Still, there is no presence of any kind of bugs or small animals in the vicinity, which worries the Old Ones a little, because if no plagues are wandering in a certain environnt, it is only due to two factors.
First, the location is not suitable for their prosperous developnt, which doesn’t apply as there are plenty of ways to gather nourishnt from the current Invasive Territory.
Which leads to the second option, a predator capable of eradicate the plagues, or several Species adapted to deal with such pests.
With their eyes wide open, and their senses fully heightened, everyone in the Exploration Groups is slightly tense, as they could be surrounded by hostiles, and there is no way they could be able to tell.
Approaching towards their destination, the landscape surrounding the crew suddenly changes, as the sweet ground ends, being separated by big, thick, square tiles made of vanilla cookies that enter in contact with another type of blank cookies, and at the other side, the ground has salt with so hints of pepper.
{This looks like a border...}
The trunks of the trees are made of bread, and its branches show watercress, or lettuce leaves.
Nevertheless, there are other types of trees, and those are not different than an unhealthy amount of snacks, being made by potato chips and similar fried foods, having inside of the trees structure’s a disposition equal to the one observed in the previous zone, being filled with thousand islands dip, mustard, mayonnaise, ketchup, cheese dip and many more.
With so much food around, several stomachs begin to growl, which is understandable, since so Cadets have not eaten before the Opening Ceremony started, while others did not pack supplies for consumption, thinking they would have the opportunity to do so, before leaving Eldyron City.
{The maple clouds are not coming here...}
Perceiving such detail, Khallyon deviates the group’s path to walk over the cookie tiles, advancing for a few kiloters before the two types of cookie tiles separate from the other.
What lies in the middle of the two, is larger tiles made of white bread and wheat bread that had been toasted, but the strange part is the ground itself, as it has been sared by a wide array of liquids, not possessing the previous weird, but sohow orderly arrangent observed in both areas.
{It is just , or this looks exactly like the aftermath of a battlefield...}
An uproar is heard further ahead, as Khallyon perceives a familiar but not welcod sensation.
Feeling a cold chilling coursing through his muscles, the Rogue Cadet sighs, annoyed by the inconvenient event that it is about to occur.
The breath that leaves Khallyon’s mouth is accompanied by a dark grey graphite trail of smoke, and said mist is directed on its own towards the energy distortion that is not too far from the Exploration Groups, showing a known structure that it is imdiately embedded in the cookie tiles ground.
The Hexagonal Prism Monolith of glowing dark grey stone with dark black edges sends a powerful obscure shockwave that blinds everyone with a darkness that is too overwhelming, making everyone to get lost in their own thoughts...
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Finalizing the kiss, Naylyn observes the grey graphite Shard that is dividing itself into two different objects, floating towards the left hand of both Youngsters.
Yet, her embarrassnt is nowhere to be seen, and her flabbergasted face is more inclined to puzzlent and confusion rather than inexperience in the kiss she comparted with her crush.
Nevertheless, the whole situation is weird, and Naylyn can’t help but feel totally appalled, as her mind is clouded by events that never occurred, thinking for a short instant that she is going completely insane.
For his part, Khallyon is annoyed by the Reset; Still, he imdiately observes Naylyn’s struggle and incomprehension.
{This is what Yi’Onnaisse and Vannettzza must have felt the first ti they experienced a Reset... , But, Why Naylyn didn’t have this... , No, she had this, just shrug it off as she talked about the matter when we were with Mätzeniä, even if it was just a superficial chatting...}
Resuming the kiss, Naylyn is caught out of guard by Khallyon’s sudden intimacy, and as expected by the Rogue Cadet, the Daughter of the Nephrons respond in kind, being more interested and focused on the heated kiss rather than in the strange Deja Vu she is going through.
•"My Girlfriend, I know you must be quite confused, and I will explain to you everything, but we must uncover so... , Let’s call them, Discrepancies... , It is that enough for now, My Darling?"•.
•"Yes, How can I be of service, My Boyfriend?"•.
{Wow!, Naylyn is as devoted as Yi’Onnaisse, or maybe she is even more invested than My Sex Slave...}
The simple response of the Damsel is interpreted by the Rogue Cadet as a direct request from the Daughter of the Nephrons, heating up the kissing session as the Gorgeous Giantess is already waiting for her Enslaver’s orders.
{I have no idea what went wrong in the Previous Tiline Iteration, but considering that I am here, and the Countinuum Creature didn’t intervene, it ans we can make a change about it... , and must be related to soone who is here in the Zeppler... , I need to know who else is trustworthy and can be helpful in dealing or resisting the Resets, which leaves with few candidates that I believe are viable allies...}
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