(3rd Person Perspective)
The sound of soft breathing filled the air; sounding as if it blended into the environment; as if it always belonged there
The breathing, which should not be able to be heard, was coming from a girl. A purple-amber haired girl, wearing vibrant clothes, which made her stand out from her bland surroundings
The girl looked as if she was hugging something; her arms entangled around the empty space, where nothing resided. The girl seemed to believe that she was holding on to something, but that proved to be falsified with just a single glance
However, in the girl's mind, she was holding on to a doll that looked like her best friend and loyal servant. That's all that mattered to her. No other thoughts crossed her mind as she was drifting aimlessly in her dreams, yet was lying down on the cold gray rock
The whole sight was bizarre. Ideas and form intertwining in a physical/metaphysical sense of a sight. Illogical, unremarkable, astonishing
The girl's scars run deep. Stinging heavily as she layed on the cold hard stone of gray that surrounded her, seemingly never ending
Reasoning alone couldn't bring one to understand what was happening. The girl looked as if she was sinking into a soft and fluffy mattress, but she was resting on top of rock, in a place where the very idea of life found itself being doubted
The unfiltered rays of the sun hit her, showered her in poisonous photons. But the girl was unaffected. It was impossible to hurt her through any physical way, after all
Bizzare. Truly bizarre. Nothing made sense. Nothing could be pieced together to form a coherent image of something
The girl was still lying on the rock...No...On the throne of gray rock
Coherency started taking shape, forming itself into place, as the girl's eyes visibly twitched
And eventually, they shot open, revealing a pair of divine amber eyes, with many shapes incoherently and unorderly taking form inside of them
Her eyes darted around, scanning her surroundings; But all she saw was a desolate wasteland of gray rock and deep craters scattered on the ground
The girl's emotions flared up intensely. She knew where she was. She was sure of it. She had been here before once. It is the place under which she died; twice. It is the place in which she was granted further power
Moon
The Moon
Sirin can now realize
No, she knew
Looking behind her...She could not have possibly expected what she saw
An infinite horizon
The ground looked like a terribly opaque ocean
The skies were empty, full of a purple mist
The illusion she was being shown crumbled. Any sense of proprioception drained out of the space. The imaginary became real, and the real became unreal, while still existing without doing so
Before she could even start pondering about her situation, her own body didn't let her
Her eyes had completely settled on one shape
Stars
There were stars inside of her eyes. Glowing, radiating a destructive light of violet, blue and amber
And the stars in her eyes were real
They were stars in every sense of the word
There was even more than that
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The Misfortunate Soul's Conquest for Purpose
FanfictionThe world had died It will do so again The new Finality; The returnee of the End How did it come to this? That didn't matter Who is she? She doesn't know Why does she exist for? She couldn't know Why should she get another chance? She shouldn't hav...
