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  The m sun bathed the cozy in a warm, golden glow. Birds outside sang a cheerful melody. A gentle breeze passed by the leaves of the nearby trees. It was a brand new day for everyone.

  In the guest bedroom, Roselle and Runebelle had already woken up. They sat on the edge of their beds. They wore smiles while looking around an unfamiliar room.

  In Sally’s room, Risebelle had also awakened. She gazed at the sleeping child with a soft face. Sally shifted in her sleep, and Risebelle carefully disentangled her hand from the small grasp.

  Downstairs i, Alden was already busy preparing breakfast. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling ba filled the air

  The sisters made their way downstairs, the st of breakfast greeted them. They ehe kit, where Alden turo them with a warm smile.

  “Good m,” he greeted them. “I hope you all slept well. Breakfast will be ready soon.”

  Sally’s footsteps echoed in the hallway moments ter. She bounced downstairs with excitement.

  “Good m!” she chirped happily. “Daddy’s making pancakes and ba today. You should eat lots and lots!”

  Risebelle nodded and spoke to Sally, “reciate it, but we don’t o eat as often as humans do. We only o eat once a day, and we had our meal st night.”

  Sally blinked in surprise but quickly smiled. “Oh, okay! That means more pancakes for me!” She ughed and took a seat at the kit table, eagerly awaiting her breakfast.

  Alden chuckled at Sally’s enthusiasm. He gave her a pte of food. Alden watched as Sally eagerly dug into her pte of pancakes and ba. He was uo suppress his smile.

  “Just remember, don’t hurt yourself,” he cautioned gently.

  Sally, with her mouth already half-full, replied fidently, “I ’t hurt myself eating food, Daddy.”

  However she began to eat too quickly. After taking a rge bite, she suddenly choked. Alden hurriedly fetched a gss of water and rushed over to Sally, helpiake a sip to clear her throat. Once she had recovered, he shook his head with a knowing smile and said, “See, I warned you, didn’t I? You o take your time, sweetie.”

  Sally, now more cautious, nodded and tio eat at a more reasonable pace, casting a sheepish g her father.

  Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Aldeo ahe door, curious about who could be visiting so early in the m. To his surprise, when he opehe door, he was greeted by his brother Bob, apanied by two unfamiliar women.

  Bob gri his brother and greeted him with a hearty, “M, Alden!”

  Aldeurhe smile. “Bob, what a surprise! Who are your friends?”

  The sisters, Roselle and Risebelle, were suprised by the ued visitors but remained posed.

  Becky stepped forward, extending her hand with a friendly grin. “I’m Becky, and this here is Sybil. We’ve heard a lot about you from Bob.”

  Sybil gave a polite nod iing.

  Alden weled them with a warm smile. “I’m Alden, and these are my guests, Roselle, Risebelle, and Runebelle. Please, e in.”

  Alden led Bob, Becky, and Sybil into the cozy living room. Bob then expined. “I found these two in my when I went home yesterday, they are the reason I had to go to the clothing store in the first pce” he began, shaking his head in disbelief. “They’ve got a knack fetting into trouble, let me tell you... they even raided my snacks.”

  Becky grinned mischievously and added, “Well, you did leave the door unlocked, ‘Bob’!”

  “So,” Becky turned her focus on the sisters, “You know, the doc… You know, Kintovar. We were w if you’ve e across her.”

  “Actually, the girls here told me about their creator.... We were just pnning to head out and look for her... ”

  After Bob heard the name “Kintovar,” he was overe with shod disbelief. His eyes widened, aaggered back, falling to his knees in astonishment. Stammering, he mao utter, “K-Kintovar? You’re looking for Kintovar?”

  Alden rushed to his brother’s side, pg a hand on his shoulder. “It’s not the same Kintovar. These girls are looking for their creator, and it’s a different Kintovar.”

  Bob’s faced shifted from shock to relief. He let out a sigh of relief and nodded.

  Becky and Sybil exged puzzled gnces .

  “Bob, what’s going on, big man?” Becky asked, her curiosity piqued.

  Bob, still rec from his initial shock, waved off Becky’s inquiry. “Don’t worry about it, it’s not a big deal.”

  “Bob, thank you for helping these two find their friends,” Alden said sincerely.

  With a forced smile, Bob replied, “Yeah, no problem. I’m just gd they’re reunited with their pals.”

  Bob left in a haste, and without waiting for further discussion, he headed towards the door. His quick exit left Alden, Becky, and Sybil exging curious gnces.

  “I’m not gonna worry about him too much,” Becky decred with a smile. She reached into a bag she got from Bob. “Especially when I have this!” She raised up a picture out of it proudly with her cheeks turning slightly pink. In the image, there was a man with striking blue hair wearing sungsses and sp a stylish mohawk hairstyle.

  “Isn’t he good-looking?” she asked while showing the picture around to everyone.

  Sybil stared in awe. “Becky, you stole that picture from Bob’s , didn’t you?”

  Becky shrugged nontly. “Ehhh, he’s got plenty of them. Besides, it’s not like he’ll miss just one.”

  “Who is he,” Roselle asked while holding the picture in her hands.

  Becky leaned in with a knowing smile. “That’s DJ, a famous night club DJ,” she expined. “He’s currently on the run from some folks who want to find him. We were told to keep a for him, but between you and me...” She paused and then whispered. “I’ll definitely be keeping a for him,” she said with a pyful wink.

  Sybil shook her head.

  Alden stood up and turned his attention turning to the sisters and his ued guests. “I think it’s time for us to get going,” he announced. “The snowstorm could start up again, and we don’t want to get caught in it.”

  Sally, who had been listening ily, looked up at her father with hopeful eyes. “ I e too?” she asked.

  Alde down to her level aly brushed a strand of hair from her face. “I love your enthusiasm, sweetheart, but this is a serious mission,” he expined with a smile. “You’re still very young, and it might not be safe out there. I need you to stay here with your mother and take care of her, okay?”

  Sally’s shoulders slumped slightly, but she nodded “Okay, Daddy…”

  Alden ruffled her hair affeately and stood up. “Thank you, Sally. We’ll be back soon, I promise.”

  With that, the group prepared to head out into the chilly m.

  The day slowly transitioned into night. The group bed through various parts of the city, inquiring with locals and iigating any leads they could find. However, after many hours passed, it became increasingly clear that Kintovar remained elusive.

  The city’s streets transformed into quieter, more mysterious alleys as nightfall desded. The glow of neon signs cast an eerie ambiance, and the chill in the air seemed to intensify. Despite their tireless efforts, there was no sign of the creator.

  With weary faces, the group met up within an alleyway. Alden ran a hand through his hair. “I ’t believe we haven’t found any trace of her,” he muttered in frustration.

  Becky sighed. “It’s like she’s vanished into thin air.”

  Sybil spoke up with a tone of worry. “What if we’re too te? What if something happeo her?”

  A sense of utled over the group. They pted the possibility that Kintht be in danger or had already entered trouble. While the group gazed up at the rooftop of one of the buildings they were behind, they initially saw nothing out of the ordinary; however, just as their attention began to wane, a fleeting shadow passed overhead, catg their eyes. It was a momentary glimpse, but it was enough their curiosity.

  Alden’s brow furrowed. “Did anyone else see that?” he asked.

  Becky and Sybil exged gnces. “I definitely saw something,” Becky firmed.

  Sybil nodded in agreement. “It might be worth cheg out.”

  Alden took a look at the building the group met up behind and nodded his head. The group was all in agreement that they would make their way inside of the hotel. They were i on disc the source of the mysterious shadow. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to them, Kintovar tinued her surveilnce from the rooftop. Her attention was focused orag device she used to monitor the movements of those searg for her and others.

  Kintova observed the movements of Haras and Mystimona orag device. The realization struck suddenly struck her, and her voice trembled with worry as she muttered to herself, “This is bad. This is very very bad... this is pn creakingly bad…”

  She watched as Haras’ location inpoio be inside a CPU van, indig that he was being taken into custody.Her attention then shifted to Mystimona, whose location was also inside a CPU van but on a different road.

  Kintovar paervously across the rooftop. She had just discovered the location of her two friends with the help of her devices, but they were being taken into custody by the CPU. This turn of events sent a ripple of through her. Haras, the jovial stist with bubblegum-pink hair and an irrepressible spirit, and Mystimona, the powerhouse with unparalleled magical power were now in serious trouble.

  “This is bad. This is very, very bad,” Kintovar muttered to herself. She gnced down at her trag device. “They wouldn’t go quietly unless something serious is happening.”

  Her gaze sed the cityscape. “I o find out what’s going on,” Kintovar murmured. With a deep breath to steady her nerves, Kintovar activated a small drone cealed in her coat pocket. The drone buzzed to life. The camera within was ready to provide reaissance from above. She sent it out to scout the area where Haras and Mystimona had st been tracked.

  The city streets below passed beh the drone’s lens, illuminated by the occasional flicker of neon lights. Kintovar monitored the feed on her handheld device. Right when the drone approached the targeted area, just moments before it could rey any meaningful information, there was a sudden explosion. Kintasped in shock. The feed tly cut off and repced with statid darkness.

  “What?!” Kintovar excimed she quickly reviewed the footage leading up to the explosion. There was nothing unusual or threatening in sight before the feed abruptly ended. No visible projectiles, romagic disturbanothing that could expin the destru of her drone.

  “Someone keeps destroying my drones,” Kintovar muttered with anger and fusion. She sed the rooftop where she stood, searg for any clues ns of who might be behind these attacks. But the city remained quiet.

  As Kintovar stood on the rooftop, pting the mysterious destru of her drones, a sudden chill crept up her body. Without warning, a swirling dark mass of energy materialized behind her. She sensed a presence—a powerful, ominous aura that seemed familiar yet uling.

  Turning around slowly, Kintovar’s eyes widened in disbelief. Emerging from the dark energy was a being that bore an uny resembo Roselle, one of her creations. However, this entity was cloaked in shadows. Its body was distorted by an aura of malevoles smile was twisted, revealing a single fang tooth that glinted iy lights.

  Kintovar’s breath caught ihroat. How could this be? What dark force had created such a mockery of her beloved creation?

  “Dr. Kintovar,” The ‘thing’ said to her while maintaining its twisted smile.

  “What... What are you?! You look just like my Roselle!”