( >,>) ~ Kinda feelin bored.

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Since I'm kinda bored, I'll type something up from the depths of my imagination—
With the aid of some rituals of course.
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*Dances around a pillow while sprinkling sugar on it.*
"Ohm kar nai ch1 l33 2up4r na fgj eoa le5 ne93 3√i3 KJ lkef"
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What.
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A blanket of deep blue darkness fills my view as I stand in a void. Nothing is here, not even my memories. Only a shallow shadow remains.
I have been reset; for what reason though…?
To stand amid ruins of who I once was?
I don’t know, and I don’t think I ever will.
I do know I have died. That is all.

I glance around, and notice there is no end to this void. There is nothing apart from me and empty space.

Perhaps I should wait?
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A light descends before me, not one of white splendor however. It holds a quality, unique to this barren void and I.

It gently glows brighter.
“Greetings.”

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I can’t identify anything about the voice. It’s just a voice… I don’t understand its traits, but I hear it?

“Would you like to do an errand for me?” It hovers closer to me before stopping in front of my face.

“Yes.”
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My eyes close as my mind suddenly submits to sleep.
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12 Decusin, 4372 OL

A war has emerged between the Antirse and Camsolla empires. People fear for their everyday lives as each country prepares to shove swords and spells down the other's throat. Surrounding these two giants are a series of countries, most of which are neutral. They act as a buffer between many hostilities that exist, and are heavily dependent on each other.
Our protagonist is to be dropped into a random village at the outskirts of Markish, a neutral and small country that shares borders with Lefindal. West of Lefindal is the empire of Antirse.

May the protagonist fulfill his duty.
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My consciousness resurfaces to the sound of nature. Birds. Water.
Leaves rustling in firm breezes.

Am I alive?

I glance at my body, which seems to be fine. I think I'm no different than how I once was before I died. Above my eyes lies black hair, my skin is pale white, and I am definitely a man. No... boy?
How old was I when I died?
What was my gender?
What errand am I to complete?
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I stand up from the dirt and look around the lush vegetation near me. There is a trail a few feet in front of me... At least I think it's a trail. Grass and pebbles are all over it, making it hard to be sure. Though it does seem a bit more clear than the plants that are tugging on my clothes. Tugging... What?

I vine coils around my neck and punctures my throat with spines that line its sides. A liquid squirts into my trachea, gifting me the privilege of feeling acid.

I grapple at the vine and try to pull it off as another wraps around my leg. Though this only makes my death hurt all the more as my hands lose all feeling except for the pain of melting.
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My leg too is being consumed.
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I'm strangely calm about this... aren't I?
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I don't have much longer to live, but there isn't anything I have worth living for as of yet.
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Another trip to the waiting room I suppose...
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My consciousness succumbs to sleep.



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And so this thing ends. Hmmm....
*glances around my immediate vicinity*
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I've successfully wasted some time. *guts pose*
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Okay so now what. ( -.-)
I still have time to murder in all...

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Tears stream down his face as the pain in his chest spreads through his body.
"And so ends the hero," a girl says with hints of joy. She then walks further into the forest that surrounds the two, becoming another shadow within the night.

Today was supposed to be normal, another day at the guild accepting and completing quests...
And yet...

The boy wrapped his hands around the spear pinning him to a tree and pulled desperately to free himself, however he stopped.
"HAHAHAHAHA...." The girl's laughter echoed in the forest as she heard his screams of pain.
'I... mustn't stop now....'
Thoughts were becoming more disjointed due to blood loss. Despite this, he willed himself to try once more.

*sound of flesh being removed*

He dared not to look down at his chest which no doubt had a huge cavity in it. He could even feel the blood flowing from it... then he realized that this would only hasten his death. Blood began to dress him in red.

'M... maurshy'

The boy crawled to his dead companion, vividly reliving the moment Avend crushed her spine.

'Th...that witch...'

His eyes closed instinctively; death was already holding his hand.
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Btw this wasn't edited so yeahhhhhhhh.
*shuffles around convenient corner*
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*pokes head around corner*
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Also hope you enjoy the rest of your day!!
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*shuffles out of view once more*

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