𝕾𝖙𝖚𝖈𝖐 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖋𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖊 [ᴍᴇᴅɪᴇᴠᴀʟ sᴀɴs ᴀᴜ's x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ]

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ

(This is the outfit you'll be wearing. I'll be making little motifications here and there. Not my outfit. Credit to the original creator.)

You floated around a bit, getting used to your new 'job'. This wings were really doing it for you.

You landed back onto the soft ground, now noticing you now had knee high boots, and gradiant socks. What was this outfit? Your socks had straps going up to the underwear?!

Underwear?! Nevermind that. There was a slit from the 'bra' going down to the underwear. The 'bra' had a slit in the middle.

You had pointed wings and gnarly horns. Along with a swishy pitch black tail. You poked the tips of them, making you wince.

You were bleeding.

It didn't seem like blood. It was a murky black. It didn't concern you.

You stumble a bit with the boots, and fall a bit. You fell flat on your face. "Ouch."

"Are you okay there?"

You whipped your head around only to see nothing. "A trick of my eyes?" You wonder.

You look back infront of you too see nothing again.

You stand back up only to see a pitchfork infront of you. What?

A sudden weight was off of your back? It must of fell off once you fell.

You pick it up, continuing on your path. Another butterfly! You ready you pitchfork, and leap-!

What's happening?!

It became dark, and boxes was laid out infront of you. Fight, Magic, and Snacks. Magic wasn't available so you chose fight. It had a triangle above it, so you chose it.

You ran at it full speed and jabbed it.

-5!

It had half of a health bar. Then another one came in and hit you!

-10!

You only had 20 health! If you got hit by another one of these butterfly's you'd die! Well, if it means waking up, then so be it.

You trembled as it flew towards you, making you screw your eyes shut.

The hit never came. You open your eyes slightly, only to see it had frozen in time.

"heya, you need help?" You whip around only to see a Mage.

He had white hair, a floppy hat, a robe with silver blue lining, and a wand

His eyes were black and blue. Truly beautiful.

"heya, kid. You're staring." He smiled.

Judging by your clothing, you shouldn't be called a kid. May I remind you of your outfit?

You huff a bit. "I'm not a kid."

"but you still need help, no?" If his grin could get any wider, it would.

He blasted one of the butterfly's, giving you the exp.

Level up! Now learned the move Naughty Pitchfork!

"so, do you want-"

You left him no room to speak. You eyes began to waver as you jump from the ground.

You floated before twisting around and sending your pitchfork into the ground. It had appeared under the enemy and had skewered it immediately, leaving its honey as blood.

You had took it out of the ground, making the enemy fall from the gravity. You took its honey, stored it in a jar, and looked the man dead in his eyes.

"I don't need your help."

[Name] has became more cocky and badass with her new job.

It will soon be their downfall.

Have a good day/night!