05-04-2019, 07:25 AM
[font=trebuchet ms]If only new beginnings truly existed.
Maybe on some level, this world had been a new beginning in the sense that the only thing present from the old world was herself. All the faces and all the places were completely foreign to her when she had first woken up, and even when she had recovered her memories, neither the Ascendants nor its inhabitants could be found anywhere in them. If she'd wanted to start over, absolve herself of guilt for the old world and move on, she could have lived a completely different life.
Some of the old world's locations still existed- the ruins of the hospital had still been there when she'd gone back- but all of them were deserted, like some deity with a sick sense of humor had disintegrated every last creature within a hundred mile radius. Elysium, the Typhoon, the Rosebloods, Tanglewood, the Pitt, and the surrounding territories appeared to be the last bastion of animal civilization.
Yet, the memories of the old world continued to follow her. Maybe once she had her vengeance, they would cease, and she could be at peace... if not, she wouldn't know what to do.
The wound on her foreleg was almost fully healed by now, but Rin was cautious not to put too much weight on that leg as she approached the bright pink feline. A curious color, but hardly alien to her. The stranger had waited at the border, so most likely she either had official business to attend to or was a joiner.
"Greetings. What's your name?" Rin asked, twitching her ears. The newcomer seemed closed off, a state of being she understood well; it was useful as a survival mechanism from time to time.
Maybe on some level, this world had been a new beginning in the sense that the only thing present from the old world was herself. All the faces and all the places were completely foreign to her when she had first woken up, and even when she had recovered her memories, neither the Ascendants nor its inhabitants could be found anywhere in them. If she'd wanted to start over, absolve herself of guilt for the old world and move on, she could have lived a completely different life.
Some of the old world's locations still existed- the ruins of the hospital had still been there when she'd gone back- but all of them were deserted, like some deity with a sick sense of humor had disintegrated every last creature within a hundred mile radius. Elysium, the Typhoon, the Rosebloods, Tanglewood, the Pitt, and the surrounding territories appeared to be the last bastion of animal civilization.
Yet, the memories of the old world continued to follow her. Maybe once she had her vengeance, they would cease, and she could be at peace... if not, she wouldn't know what to do.
The wound on her foreleg was almost fully healed by now, but Rin was cautious not to put too much weight on that leg as she approached the bright pink feline. A curious color, but hardly alien to her. The stranger had waited at the border, so most likely she either had official business to attend to or was a joiner.
"Greetings. What's your name?" Rin asked, twitching her ears. The newcomer seemed closed off, a state of being she understood well; it was useful as a survival mechanism from time to time.
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