Day 14: Burned

Day 14: Burned

“Liar, Liar. Your world’s on fire”.

Shamura may be the oldest of their siblings, but they were actually born a few centuries before the event that eradicated most of godhood took place. Barely a teen, actually, when it started.

The slaughter of the sheep, while a horrible, it’s not something that frequents their nightmares. Don’t get me wrong, they feel terribly guilty for the genocide…. When lucid with reality.

What torments them the most, specially when out of touch with reality, is the things they directly did (or didn’t do) to their godly peers.

The whole mess of Narinder’s imprisonment and their other siblings’s getting wounded being the most recent one. Shamura blames themselves for not seeing the signs of the disaster about to happen sooner and not protecting their kin (Narinder included, in a way).

But that isn’t the only thing that haunts their fragile mind…..

When they were younger, back when the old faith wasn’t even a thing, they met 3 gods. 3 gods that taught them different things. 3 gods that they murdered in cold blood when the chance arrived to do so. Of the 3 gods, they actually developed a deep emotional bond with 2 of them. This made their crime the more painful and guilt-griven.

None of the main cast knows about this. Not even their own blood. They swore to keep the fact their hands were bloodied since before the old faith a secret to take to the grave….. but…. Their mind is not what it used to be. They may… let some things slip.

Anyway, this prompt is more symbolic than anything else. Shamura is filled with secrets. Secrets that have been weighting their conscience for most of their lifetime.

And lies too. Lies that will burn their surroundings into chaos once they catch up with them, and are set free.

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Hold on…. HOLD ON. ARE LESHY AND HIS YC ACTUALLY GONNA DIVORCE !?

@aveloka-draws we playing their reincarnation cycle LMAO

Day 4: Darkwood

“She shivered as she looked down at her reflection in the small pond. The head scar she oh-so-much despised was still there, unchanged….. but she can’t say the same about her body.

<W-What happened to my body ?!>. She gasped, unfamiliar yellow eyes starting back at her and open wide…. Her eyes used to be black.

This was not the body she was born with and that had accompanied her over the years. She was a dog, but now…. She looked more like a wolf.

She drowned down a sob that only the eyed flowers stood witness to. Her transformation a sign of how powerless she was and how her life did not belong to her no more”.

A small snippet of a scene from the fanfic. The character shown here will be introduced on Chapter 4, although with a different appearance and personality. What is happening will take place on arc 2 (which we won’t reach in the near future). This puppy will be a relevant character for the plot, although as to why, I can’t say for now…

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Day 29: Claws

“O-Oh crowns… What have I done ?!”

Narinder’s betrayal was not planned. Nor he had the intention of doing the things he did to his family…… until it happened.

It happened in the spur of the moment. One moment he had asked his siblings to meet up with him, and before he knows it, he wakes up in an unfamiliar place. Chained up. Alone….. bloodied.

He initially did not remember what had happened and was incredibly confused…. But when he did, all he could do was stare at his claws. Horrified with what he had done.

@stychu-stych