ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕄𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝔸 𝔾𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕔𝕙 (Rewrite In Progress)

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟛: 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝔸𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕟𝕖𝕕

Y/n's POV:

Your eyes flutter open as you're greeted by the beautiful night sky. "What the heck are these dreams?" The words fell from your lips before they even registered. You prop yourself up against the trunk of the tree, the smooth surface greets your back still. Your eyes drift towards the night sky, a feeling of nostalgia and calm cloaks you, but soon realisation sets in as the face of reality stares back at you in the form of the moons mesmerizing glow, brighter than the stars, high in the sky. "Looks like I've been passed out for a while.."

Your body aches, as your joints are stiff, and your soul feels as though it was being attack by vicious fire ants. That group of mother fuckers, making my soul act up... You cut off the ranting when you feel your thoughts turn dark. As you continue to sit and think you feel a soft breeze hit your side and you look over to be meet with a small, slightly transparent figure of a child?.

"Oh, hey Chara, how have you been?"

"Why do you continue to put up with this? Why don't you stand up for yourself already." Chara questions with an irritated tone, pouting almost as they cross their arms with a huff.

"Because you know what happens when I try to fight back, they hit harder." You're met with silence as Chara knows that this is the truth. Though that won't stop them sulking.

You've known them for as long as you're able to remember, back when you came too all those years ago, in the forest where a random couple found you and dumped you with the government. Bastards. Chara was there waiting, they said they were a friend and that we were... stuck together. Whether either of you liked it or not.

You don't really understand what they meant by that. They put it like... our souls are bound to one another, that we are linked through a bond. But since you can't remember much, you don't entirely understand what they mean by "bond", but you didn't know what was going on, so you listened. They introduced themself as Chara and stubbornly refuses to this day to tell you their pronouns. They think its funny not to tell you.

Though, they have been with you through thick and thin. Even if they are forced to stay by your side, they still treat you better than most people do. "How do you continue persisting after the countless of times others have failed you?" They spoke sadly with a bit of anger in their tone. They've witnessed everything you've been through and honestly... You kinda feel bad that they've been forced to watch it all.

"I don't really know... I think it's like I'm waiting for something..." I trail off not knowing how to finish my statement. Shizu stares at me curiously expecting more, but I look to the stars lost in my own thoughts...

"Get some rest Y/N, don't worry I'll keep you safe!" They stood up with a hand on their hip and a fist in the air, an air of determination surrounding them, I didn't have any time to protest because Shizu had already turned around and placed their hand onto my forehead, making me feel faint.

...

My eyes flutter open, greeted with streams of sunlight peaking in between the golden leaves of the tree. Man... it'd be nice to wake up to this every morning. I sit up rubbing the sleep from my eyes as I gaze upon the gorgeous flowers surrounding me, Bee's dancing upon the petals, the chirps of birds in the nearby trees. I sigh, a smile stretched across my face as I stand up and walk out from under the shade of my tree. I scan the area and spot Shizu sitting on their knees as butterflies flutter around them. It looks like they've been sitting there for a while.

At that moment a butterfly fluttered its way over to their face before gently coming to rest upon their outstretched finger. A smile spread across their obscured features, as their hair consistently concealed their eyes. From what features I could see; they were a child. Their hair was a bob cut while their eyes were constantly hidden behind their thick bangs, preventing any kind of visual of their eyes. They wore a sweater with a single stripe wrapping around their abdomen and baggy shorts to allow room for movement.