[week 23, day 5] [video]

[crystalblessing]

[His hair is slightly shorter, his eyes are slightly more rounded, and his features are slightly softer, but nonetheless, have a Johan of about... maybe nine or ten looking at the camera, a little nervously.]

...What happened? Where's my--

[Naturally, there's only one priority for him right now. He stops, reaches into his pocket, and pulls out a

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[equivalentfaith]

Are...are those...talking chimeras? [*u*!]

[crystalblessing]

Nope! Spirits!

[But really, he's just glad nobody's freaking out too much. And that they're visible and real and big and fluffy and cuddly... well, the ones with fur. In some cases, feathery; in one particular case, scaly.]

What's a chimera?

[equivalentfaith]

There's no such thing as ghosts.

And...I've never actually seen a chimera, but from what I read, they're created when an alchemist fuses two or more animals together.

[crystalblessing]

[HUFF.] They're not ghosts. They're spirits. Ghosts are all dead. There's a big difference!

[And by that mention of fusing creatures together, he's reminded of Polymerization, but... that didn't sound quite right.]

I think I sorta get it, but what's an alchemist?

[equivalentfaith]

Same difference. [Shrug] Neither of them are real, anyway, so what does it matter? They're just fairy tales.

[And now hands are on little hips and he sounds so self-important.]

Alchemy is the science of understanding of matter. By learning an object's composition, we can break it down and reform it as something else.

[crystalblessing]

But... how can they not be real when they're standing right behind me?

[Okay, that causes a majority of the Crystal Beasts to bristle. Up pads Amethyst Cat, padding protectively towards Johan, and she is GLARING.]

Fairy tales? Would you like me to show you how much of a "fairy tale" any of us are?

There, there, Amethyst. No need to jump in. Johan can take care of himself, can't he?

...But he's ten.

...Mmm, regardless...

[Sapphire Pegasus nudges the large pink cat back with his nose, then contributes his own two cents, a little indignantly.]

I prefer the word "myth", actually. And even then, myths usually have some grain of truth to them. In this case, we are that grain of truth, as bizarre as it may seem to some.