「 HELLFIRE. ¦ STORAGE 」

[Devilad]

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HP: 100%

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EXP: 98%

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NAME: ... ¦ GENDER: ? ¦ LEVEL: 1 ¦ ♡: 1
STR: 1 ¦ DEF: 1 ¦ CON: 1 ¦ DEX: 1 ¦ INT: 1
PER: 1 ¦ CHR: 1 ¦ AGL: 1 ¦ WIL: 1 ¦ LCK: 1

Darkness remains within visions second after second, as blink after blink, movement after movement; it stills regardless. Consciousness recently comes at the moment They finds nothing but black. Lacking memories, mind empty but a wonder of where They is now. Though, scary it is to think about it, and should They be wary of the Unknown, that is okay.

Darkness is silent as ever, indeed so, but it is here with Them since the Beginning. It's Their new friend. First friend. Good friend. Comfort it eventually brings to Them, despite it all, and They takes it with a purr. Chest full of warmth, gradually spreading across tiny system, Their heart beats gratitude—an art of acceptance.

( * Cherish it. Nothing lasts forever. )

Soon, Darkness sings to Them through the winds and waves. Sounds born from Beauty, They listens well and squeaks along with them. Puny paws reaches upward, and Their head raises. Something kind touches Them, yet, They only see Darkness. Curiosity rises, a drive to reach out, but so do the music around Them. The noises becomes louder and louder. All until Light materializes over Their sight, and, there, They fall forward from Darkness.

It is a world clashing against world. A moment that leads Them, a black kitten, rolling and rolling and rolling and rol—

Heat runs quick through Their paws, and even after they sprawls across the sands, it only leaves soreness behind. They try to get on Their paws, however, the tightness wrapping around Their muscles only drags Them closer to the surface. Effort lost, feeble brain coats in confusion, They cries.

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PROTECT [20</100]

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IGNORE [70>/100]

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( * You chooses to ignore them )

Summary: They was in a basket that was originally placed on the Typhoon's border before the harsh wind blew it over and forcefully pulled Them out, resulting Them to cry while They have strained muscles in the limbs.