Justin and I are currently entering the house. Eton was busy cooking; without turning around, he says,

  Eton: You kids like chicken Caesar salad with ranch, right?

  Link & Justin: of course

  Eton: Ok, then take a seat.

  My brother and I would then take a seat at the table, and Eton brought over a bowl of salad for each of us and soon took a seat across from us.

  We then began to eat, and like always, it was perfect. Eton himself was simply drinking a cup of water.

  Justin: So how were things here, Eton?

  Eton: a lot quieter, like always. Amoi is currently at work in the city, and Celestine took our produce to town to sell at the market.

  Link: Don’t you guys want to be more than farmers?

  Eton: Not really, no.

  Justin: Really, because you guys are divine angels, I’m sure you guys could do so much more. You guys could rule the world.

  Eton: But we don’t want that, Justin. Trust me. Heaven was a literal nightmare, and here we’re all free.

  I would then roll my eyes. Eton Celestine and Amoi didn’t really talk much about their lives in heaven; they just said that it was a nightmare and didn’t elaborate on it.

  Eton would then let out a sigh and say

  Eton: boys One day we may be willing to discuss our past lives in heaven, but it’s still incredibly sore at the moment.

  Eton would take one final sip of his water, and his left ear would perk up, and he would groan, saying,

  Eton: We have the company ready for your slim swords.

  Eton would conjure his primary weapon, the Ventus Bible. Justin and I finished eating and summoned our slim swords. By this point, Justin and I were seasoned pros when it came to fighting automatons. We actually had to deal with this sort of thing on a semi-daily basis.

  Stepping outside, our slim swords at the ready, we would recite a psalm, and our slim swords would become engulfed in ethereal light. My light was blue, and Justin’s was red.

  Eton had taught us that the different colors that radiated off our slim swords were representative of our elemental affinity; mine was water and Justin’s was fire.

  And soon they descended two automatons, but this time there was something new: there were four humans with silver hair and garbed in white and gold-colored baggy robe-like armor with silverish-white masks on their faces. These humans held weapons.

  One of them had a stave, and the others had swords. Eton would then speak up; he sounded incredibly mad.

  Eton: Damn, now he’s using Malakhim. He’s going too far, boys. You two handle the Automatons; I’ll take care of the Malakhim. Understood?

  Justin & Link: understood

  The battle would then start. Eton would separate everyone by summoning a whirlwind. This did cause some chaos and separated the group. My brother took the automaton on the right while I took the one on the left.

  I soon rushed towards the automaton and started to slash at him with my slim sword. The robotic angel would wince and recoil in pain and would soon back up and start to wind up, preparing its Seraphim Drive.

  I then take a breath and recite the Arc Frost Psalm, and I point my slim sword towards the Automaton, and in an instant, a bolt of ice flies from the tip of my blade. It hits the Automaton head-on and completely freezes the Automaton, its gears and wires slowly grinding to a halt as I proceed to perform a series of slash attacks.

  I then jumped a distance away and built up Mana into my slim sword and then charged, piercing the Automatons armor and causing it to explode. I took a breath and then saw that Justin had finished his task as well.

  We then looked to Eton, who was fighting off the Malakhim. It was amazing to see Eton use wind magic to fight. He could create lances and walls of wind as well as spheres of wind to trap his foes.

  Eton would easily avoid their attacks and soon disable all four combatants. Justin and I wanted to finish them off, but Eton stopped us, saying

  Eton: You two stay. Where you are, these are not like the automatons.

  Eton then opened the Ventus Bible and raised his left hand towards the sky, and then four drops of golden light fell on the fallen Malakhim, and the masks that adorned their faces began to fade into golden dust.

  The Malakhim would then begin to rise, looking like they were in a daze; their clothes then transformed into normal clergy robes as they bowed respectfully to Eton before transforming into balls of light and flying off.

  Eton then led us inside. Eton then sat us down and started explaining things. The Malakhim were descendants of the second couple. Apparently, the Lord created two couples: Adam and Eve and David and Maria.

  While Adam and Eve gave into sin and were cast out of Eden, David and Maria were praised for listening to the Lord and were rewarded with divine powers, which they passed onto their children, who were dubbed the Holy Servants or the Malakhim. They still reside in the Garden of Eden. which was hidden after Adam and Eve were cast out.

  Link: so what does this mean

  Eton: It means the Maestro is going insane, which does not bode well.

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  Eton was deep in thought. It was at that moment that Amoi came home; my brother and I both smiled at him.

  Amoi: Hey guys, what’s up?

  Link: We just fought two automatons and four Malakhim.

  Amoi: What!!!

  Eton: They speak the truth; the Maestro is abducting Malakhim from Eden and sending them against us.

  Justin: Wait, you mean those Malakhim didn’t want to fight us?

  Eton: No Malakhim are incredibly peaceful; they happily stay in Eden away from the rest of the world. They wouldn’t leave unless the lord commanded them to.

  Amoi would then begin to look worried and say

  Amoi: To use those pure-hearted souls like this is horrible, and sadly they're too naive to know better. I'm sure the Malakhim you freed will go back to Eden none the wiser. They'll probably treat it as being woken up from a dream they can’t remember.

  Link: That’s really sad.

  Eton: It can't be helped; they’ve spent generations in Eden, carefree in eternal bliss; it’s all they’ve ever known.

  Amoi: I’m going to let Sraosha and Steven know what’s up; if they haven’t already encountered the Maestro’s latest scheme, they will shortly.

  Amoi would then go back into his room to make the call. Eton would then advise us to do our homework, and we would soon go to our room to get a handle on it.

  My brother and I would always do our homework together, and we would help each other with subjects the other was struggling with. When we had finished, we decided to help with chores around the farm so things could be easier for Celestine.

  We would water the flowers and do some weeding. We would then suit up and get honey from the beehives. We would take a few bites of the honeycomb. It’s a sweet treat that always needs to be taken in moderation.

  By the time we had finished all the chores, Celestine came home; he was happy to see us and was incredibly proud of our efforts. He then told the two of us to wash up, and he’ll take care of the rest.

  After our shower, Justin and I would sit in our room and begin to do our thing. I would open my laptop and start looking into the criteria needed to be a teacher. It’s a small dream I wanted since I was 12.

  This dream came from Celestine and Eton teaching me how to fight automatons, and I wanted to do the same, but normally I wanted to teach history to children, and I have been doing my best to fulfill that goal. My brother Justin wanted to be a professional soccer star; I was constantly telling him he needed something to fall back on if something happened to him, and he would eventually listen. He allows me to tutor him. which has greatly improved his grades.

  We would soon meet everyone for dinner, and Justin and I would tell everyone about a fencing match coming up, and this caused Eton to smile. With all the training we've been doing, we chose to take up the fencing sport to get some fun out of it.

  The fencing practice has also helped to hone our skills.

  Justin then agreed to do the dishes, which was really nice. Eton soon went to his room. Amoi then decided to do some shopping in town, and Celestine asked if I wanted to help with planting the seeds in one of the empty fields. I agreed.

  Under the light of the full moon, we proceeded to till and fertilize the soil. Before planting seeds into the soil, we would keep going until 10 PM, and by that point, Celestine and I were sitting on the porch swing drinking water.

  Celestine: You are doing so good, kiddo.

  Link: Thank you.

  Celestine: So are you still trying to be a teacher?

  Link: Yeah.

  Celestine: Well, I might be able to help with that.

  Link: How so?

  Celestine: That’s classified.

  Link: Really??

  Celestine: Yep.

  Link: You probably have some hidden connection.

  Celestine: I might

  I would then roll my eyes and walk inside and get dressed in my night clothes and head to bed. I would then sense a light glaring on me. Sitting up, I saw that Justine was busy writing on his laptop. I groggily got up, rubbing my eyes, and said

  Link: Justin What are you doing?

  Justin: Oh, sorry, bro, I didn’t mean to wake you; it’s just hard to discern the keyboard keys at night.

  Link: are you writing something

  Justine: yeah

  Link: What are you writing???

  Justin: Just a little story. I’ll stop if it’s disturbing you.

  Link: Ok, but I would like to read it sometime if you’ll let me.

  Justin: Maybe.

  Justin would then close his laptop and then turn off the light and go to bed. I was curious now; I didn’t know my brother was creative like that. I was excited to see what Justin’s story could be about.

  The next day would be Sunday, and that was normally me and Justine’s day to go into town and do some volunteer work.

  We volunteered at the hospital as nurses; we didn’t do anything serious; we were like candy stripers; we delivered meals, helped patients in the waiting room, cleaned bedrooms, got them ready for new patients, and so on.

  It was through this volunteer work that we got to know the elderly of the town, and since we were practically the only volunteers who wanted to do this sort of work, we were pretty infamous in a way.

  One day I was bringing food to Mrs. Mallory; her daughter ran the local supermarket. As I was walking in, I saw Mrs. Mallory sitting up talking to her granddaughter.

  Her granddaughter was named Olivia, and she was known as the local town goth, and supposedly she made herbal remedies, which everyone else interpreted as witchcraft, so Olivia was avoided and ostracized by everyone.

  I soon spoke up, saying

  Link: Mrs. Mallory, your food is here.

  Mrs. Mallory: Oh, thank you, Link, you're a saint. Could you help me, Olivia?

  Olivia: Sure thing. Granny

  Olivia would then take the tray for me and then give it to her grandma.

  Olivia: Granny How about I get you a soda from the vending machine?

  Mrs. Mallory: That would be wonderful, Olivia.

  Olivia would smile and then rush around the corner to the vending machine. I would soon walk over to her. This was the first time I had seen Olivia smile. She would also keep a sour face around others and look incredibly depressed at times.

  Olivia would then turn towards me. She froze for a moment; her face turned beet red, and she would awkwardly laugh.

  Link: Sorry, but I had to make sure your smile was real and not a fake.

  Olivia: Yeah, I imagine me being happy is a strange occurrence for someone who is widely considered to be a satanic witch.

  Olivia would then walk off with an angry glare on her face. I was about to speak up, but she turned to me and said

  Olivia: Thank you for taking care of my granny. It’s nice to know there are teens out there who aren’t assholes.

  I felt a warm feeling in my heart hearing that, and I would soon walk off to perform my other duties when our shift ended. My brother and I would begin walking to the bus stop. We were walking. Justin looked to me and asked

  Justin: So do you still wanna read my story??

  Link: Yeah, sure, I could barely get to sleep thinking about it.

  Justin would blush.

  We would soon ride the bus to the bus stop near our house and then walk home. I was incredibly giddy to read my brother’s story.

  We got inside, got into our casual clothes, and after washing up, we would go into our room, and Justin would hand me his laptop, and I would begin to look through the story. It was Called three knights in a strange world.

  Reading on it, it was obvious that the story was about our Dads, Celestine Eton and Amoi, but it was romanticized with them being three white knights working to protect two twin princes from a rival country.

  I was glued to it, and when I had finished the third chapter, I agreed to help him with his story.

  Justin and I would quickly begin to collaborate. I mainly did the editing, and I would help with planning out the rest of the story.

  We would work on this story in our spare time, and eventually Celestine found it, and he really loved it. He even told us he sent it to a publisher, and my brother and I were incredibly shocked but excited. I mean, we thought our story was just OK, not great, but OK.

  We continued on after a month of hearing nothing, and we would soon graduate from high school, and it was a great day. Celestine was in tears, and Eton spoiled us with a fancy dinner, and Amoi, well, let’s say he was at home crying, mourning us because we would be leaving for the next step in our lives.

  As we were eating, we would be visited by a woman named Alexis Andrews, and she came to talk to us about our book and how amazing it was. My brother and I were blown away by her praise, and she even said she had made a prototype copy for us, and the book she created was amazing.

  She wanted to work with us, and in fact, she had a contract written up that said we would have a full say on what happens in our book. Justin and I looked at each other. This was a new opportunity for both of us. Looking to our fathers, they fully supported us, and soon we were working with Alexis, and not a year later, our book was flying off the charts, being sold left and right. Everyone loved the characters and the world we had created.

  With our funds, we would eventually move out. We told our dads we would continue with our plans for college, and with a sad goodbye, we left that farm that had forever nurtured us, and we would start anew.

  I just have to say thank you to our dads because they didn’t have to raise us, but they loved us like we were their own, and that will always stick with me, but sadly due to our knowledge, we still had to deal with automatons, but thanks to our dads, we could weather any storm.