Aries: Tale of the octagon

"Woah, you have half the octagon" he said. Instead of asking the meaning of the octagon, I just stared into his gloomy and beautiful eyes. He looked so attractive, even though I didn't really 'like' him.

"What is the octagon" I asked. "The octagon is a realm of powerful magic, when all the universe keys are put together it can be unlocked" Nex replied. He paused for a second, got up, and continued "You are the princess of the octagon Aries". I felt great hearing that. Being a princess had always been my dream; but not in this way. "You said they're eight in number, what about the other four keys"? "The the keys of wisdom, nature, water, and creation" he replied.

"But you still have some questions to answer" I snapped, trying to change the topic. He looks at me rubbing hand in his hair intentionally "Ask me whatever you want". "Who was Venomia referring to as master"? "It might be Cyrus" Nex concluded. "Great, now an evil narcist is after me" I said sarcastically. "Wait...you haven't completed your story about me, what happened" I asked. "That's strange, something's happening to my memory, I can't remember what happened" he explained, trying to answer my question. At that point, I was very desperate to know about myself. I could've put a piano in his big head just for him to remember. My head was spinning but I tried to stay my conscious. My perfectly 'normal' life was becoming 'mystical'. "Could this be the doing of a villain" I though to myself.