Prologue I: Death's Diary

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An abundance of colors surround the world, surround her, that of death.

It was a signature color, that of death. The color she saw that day, was bright red. When death had came for her, it was unexpected, in some ways. She was of brightly colored eyes, and brightly colored hair.

She had been trapped in an oil drum, and sunk to the bottom of the ocean. She struggled in the oil drum, and as quickly as she had came, drew her last breath. The relic of another soul gone, an eclipse of colors surrounded this soul, and before I could meet eyes with it, her soul had faded into darkness.

Unknown to others, except three, she drew her last breath.

Can you guess what her name was?

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