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Lyceria Vester Mannentocal is the Great-granddaughter of the iconic Lycerious Matherry Mannentocal - Founder of her hometown, Brathenspurre, and creator of the powers she now possesses.
Of course, none of this can be spoken of for safety...
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Lyceria was more than happy to move back to the town where her family's rich history began. It was where she was born, after all.
Even though she couldn't tell anyone who she really was, she wanted to know everything about Brathenspurre and its history. Her parents hadn't kept anything from her; if they didn't tell her, she'd find out somehow and it would be too much for her to handle.
As soon as she was intelligent enough to understand, they told her why they left. They told her about the group of conspiracists called The Intellectus who were out for "justice", trying to stop this abnormal family from defiling the rest of the world.
What they were, what Lycerious had done, was disgusting to them. They knew about the experiments he conducted, while the rest of the town knew only about him being the founder of Brathenspurre and a ground-breaking scientist.
"Why move back to the town you exiled yourself from?" Lyceria asked from the back of the car that was moving towards her new home.
"Nobody would expect us to, so we'd be hiding in plain sight." her mother answered.
"We'd be in the middle of The Intellectus' territory." she countered.
"That's why it's more important to not break character, okay?" her father told her. It wasn't harsh, it was reinforcing what had been their life's motto for fifteen years now.
"So what does the house look like?" she asked enthusiastically.
"It's just a normal house, I guess." her mom shrugged. She looked at her mom thoughtfully. The plastic surgery had changed her so much.Her dad too. She hadn't remembered what they looked like before because she was too young, but thankfully they allowed her to keep one small family photo from when she was born. She kept it in a heart-shaped locket around her neck and checked it every so often.
Now was a good time, she thought as she sat back into her seat with a sigh as she opened the locket. She smiled at the image. Her mom was holding her, grinning while her dad was smiling at the camera.
She closed her eyes as she waited to arrive at their new home.
