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Meris let out a sigh; he was getting lost so easily these days. He half blamed his best friend who was a traveling hermit. The Angelic had asked for Meris to visit him and given Meris directions to his current living residence. Of course the directions sucked and everyone that Meris came across didn’t know how to make any sense of it either. He would give up but by now it was a challenge and Meris had yet to let go of his need to win them.
At least this time he wasn’t stuck in some dense forest or creepy swamp or something of that nature. He swore he was going to kidnap the next one of Morin’s stars that came by and force it to show him the way to its master. Of course then there was the whole debate on whether or not Morin would purposely make the creation blow up on him… Come to think of it that sounded like Morin.
He rubbed the bridge of his nose and looked around for any sign that would clue him in to this ridiculous maps directions. Normally this was about the time he ran into another noodle. He wondered what this dimension was going to throw at him this time. A shy Singer? A meek Artist? Or maybe hell his twin would show up at this rate.
