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Chapter 5 by CorpseKing CorpseKing

What's next?

Learning More about Gems and Lives

Quasimodo, after a rest, he decided to focus on the gems. To see if he could understand them. He could feel, and understand them. He slowly learned their powers. What affected him the most at first, were the orange and yellow stones. The orange one showed him images of the past, present and future. Revealing it's power over time. Including the Frollo killed his mother and was raising him as pentense for that crime. Or the growing obsession between him and Esmeralda which would cause him to destroy her. Before Frollo died, Esmeralda would go with Phoebus, and Quasi would be allowed to walk in Paris.

The yellow stone showed him other versions of himself. Most ended up saving Esmeralda's dead body, starving to **** over her body till he died. Some ended up with him in prision. One had him secretly be an angel, with his wings hidden in his hump. Another had him as Frollo's brother, handsome but hunched over with bad hair, but married to Esmeralda. There were many many more.

Following that, he marked the other stones. So Orange was time, Yellow was Reality, and Purple controlled space. Elements of the physical world. Blue and Green were the world of the intangable, mind and soul. The last, Red was for power.

Laverine, Hugo and Victor had listened to what he had said. They ahd raged when he told, then showed, them what Frollo had done. And could do in the future. Hugo saying, "You should get that jerk what he deserves."

"I don't agree with Hugo often, but I think he has a point. That man shouldn't have any power if that is what he's going to do with it." answered Laverine, while Victor worried about going against the Minister.

The followed the alternate lives he could live, and they were surprised at how many things could change. Quasi didn't know what to do. If he should use them gems to make his life better, even though he was going to use it to make things better for the people of Paris anyways. He asked his friends, "What do you think?"

What do they think? Or Quasimodo think?

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