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A woman in mid twenties sat at the end of the bed, emitting a string of dark chuckles as she thread her golden locks. dark circles evident on her erratic amethyst eyes, yet despite in her disheveled and crazed appearance, her face remains beautiful as a blooming spring.

She gripped her plain white dress until her knuckles turn white, staring at her bedroom floor. "why must you make me like this?" she said barely above a whisper, her voice raspy and hoarse from all the mutterings and curses she yells.

She loosened the grip on her dress, her hands then finding itself settling on the nape of her neck, reaching on her dry blonde hair and then pulling it. The room's light flickered as the shadow casted before her in an eerie manner, the   storm roars and bellows in demand as it's thunders strikes in the distance. "I-I did everything, I married a prestigious prince, I became the Diamond of the society, I even became the Ruler of my own country! yet I-" The woman closed her eyes slowly and let her tears fall like water pipes.

Suddenly the thunder roared loudly,  earning the attention of the regretful lady and turned to the window.

"MY CHILD..." a commanding yet gentle voice echoed in her ears, lulling her in state of calmness. "How pitiful you are, sadly it is not your time yet." It said, it's voice a gentle caress to the miserable lady who swallowed herself in sorrows.

"What time do you speak of?!" The woman implored, begging for the answer, desperate amethyst eyes stared at the window as if she was staring at the all knowing entity who speaks before her. "I-I'm tired.. I'm so so tired of this.." she covered her face with her unstable hands, her strained voice trembles, as her body slowly weakens from all the endurement she had to do while she was still alive, multiple times.

"My dearest angel.. You had live such a sad life that had caused you to live in an endless loop of your own reality, and yet it still failed to tell you what you are missing." The entity admitted, his message ever so cryptic and ambiguous. "What am I missing??" The lady pleaded.

"I am afraid I can't, telling you will result in twisting your fate.. Interacting with you was enough of a risk for it to change."

The woman cried, falling in the depths of sorrows and misery. Words can't explain how drained she was, how she wished to cease and never return—how she wants to just die.

"it's time for you to return..." The entity urged, it's voice gentle as a feather falling.

"You mean this is not my current life?" She sniffled, slowly rising from the edge of her bed and stepped forward towards grand window of her room, resigning to her fate again.

"Yes, I have created this temporary dimension for us to interact, outside this walls is where you'll go back to your world"

She breathed in and sighed, "Then I shall I'll take my leave now, you have my gratitude.. whoever you are" She hesitantly said, turning her heel hastily towards the door, grabbing her long trail of white dress, making her way to the exit. Twisting the knob of the door, she was suddenly greeted by the blinding light, swallowing her figure before disappearing.

But before she disappeared the entity let's out it's last words...

"There is a shift in motion." The entity said barely above a whisper as it echoes around the room and reaching the woman, its deep voice reverberating in her ears, causing an aching headache.






Somewhere In Casmadia Empire









"QUICKLY QUICKLY! THE LADY IS HEATING UP WE CANNOT AFFORD ANY IDLE CHATTER"

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