Weird dreams all-around had been had in the past few days. Angles and squiggly lines littered my vision whenever I closed my eyes, all while numbers, various formulas, and calculations drifted across my headspace whenever I indulged in my favorite pastime of staring off into space. Funnily enough, I somehow managed to make sense of it all. Was it because of my one year in engineering school? Probably. Or maybe it was the memories of my old self starting to seep through, which meant that I was exhibiting classic amnesia recovery signs.That's gonna be a doozy to experience first-hand.Either way, sleeping had become an ordeal after this whole 'flashback' business began, and I'm pretty sure that the twins were starting to notice my increasing irritability. Especially since we were trying to be as inconspicuous as possible while staying at an inn in a possibly hostile city.
"Cool..."My eyes drank in every last minute detail of the world around me, my heart trying its best to drown out the sadness and guilt roiling inside me with any kind of stimulus my body could find. The sound of street-side vendors peddling their wares, the smell of freshly cooked meat, the weird sense of nostalgia from seeing children running around barefoot playing a game of what looked to be tag. It all came to me in an avalanche of senses that I actually found myself drowning from it all.Finding myself in the middle of a massive market, I could only feel my feet walk forward as I let them dictate just where I'd go next. My mind was too busy processing the sights before me; of a bustling city that looked straight out of a medieval festival. It was clear that the nearby plains were giving this place riches in terms of sheer agriculture. And wouldn't that be the best for an
Wakey wakey...Whu..."..ey..."I don't wanna open my eyes just yet... capisce..."..eet..e..."Huh... I guess I was having another one of those... wet dreams... or something... It wouldn't be the last time... I dreamt up another girl from my sick fantasies...".on't make... prod...."I hummed in blissful ignorance at the immaculate voice calling out to me. She sounded exactly like how I'd imagine someone that was more responsible than me would sound like. A deep, seductive alto... a tone that wouldn't look out of place coming from a disciplinarian..."wake up..."Smiling at the sensation, I actually felt her poking my cheek twice as she tried to get me to respond. Well,
"T-This isn't a good idea, Sweetie!~"I ignored my unwilling companion's warnings as I braved the dark alleyways of the city. Far from what I saw earlier as a lively and bustling city, Ablegra seemingly turned into some kind of ghost town in under the span of a few hours as the silence smothered us like a fog on a horror game."Lace? Love?" I called out as we rounded another corner. "I'm here!""Stop yelling," Arya shushed me as we continued on my journey back to my true companions. "What part of dangerous do you not understand?"The urgency in her voice would've tipped me off earlier if I truly trusted her. Alas, her earlier stunt had put me off on that notion as I tightened my grip on her unnaturally cold wrists. "It's not like anyone's out here, right?""You idiot," the blue-haired woman
Love? That was quick. Although, step away from Arya? "What's wrong?" To my surprise, the stoic twin looked far from her usual cold self. Well, on the outside she might as well be the same, but the caution in her eyes was the only thing I needed to see before I immediately turned towards the unknown variable in all of this. "I don't know why you're here, Lady Bloodmoon," I could only watch as Love drew her bow and aimed squarely at my one-time savior. "But I could only assume the worst in regards to your reputation." My eyes widened as my body prepped itself for a potential fight again. It might not be that dire, seeing as Arya was rather forthcoming about her allegiances in hindsight. But in the end, I still didn't know her while apparently, she knew everything about me. It was just com
Uhhhhhhhhhhh......*rrrrrooooooaaaaghghhhhghhh......*Under the dim light of the midnight moon, the creature's face looked far from the regal majesty that its body movements can portray. With its bottom fangs extending up towards what appeared to be its nostril-snout... thingy... the closest animal I could possibly compare to it was an amalgamation of a wild boar and an... anglerfish? The dangling light in front of its forehead was sort of a kicker in all of this, providing a strange blue glow to the creature's face that it somehow looked like it was from the deep sea despite us being as far away from any sort of body of water as humanly possible.*rrrrrroaaghghaghahghahgagh.....*Its throaty grumbles reverberated through my chest as it seemed to be observing us for any sort of movement. Its blue eyes... was it even blu
Sitting in one place at temperatures below freezing wassomething I thought I'd never do in my frigid life. Sure, I've had a lot of experience doing all-nighters what with working as an unpaid intern in a hospital for my medical studies. I didn't like every single minute of it, but it was somewhat nostalgic either way as I was reminded of the days of sitting in some corner of the hospital waiting for shit to happen in the dead of night."H-Huh... Kind of... funny..." I chuckled to myself, my teeth clattering as I rubbed my shoulders for some semblance of warmth.The howling winds outside the shed were pretty much the final progression of the godlike air conditioning present in the labs of a hospital during the graveyard shift. I was such a baller back then; not even wearing a jacket under my lab coat as I braced through the cold like a champ.
*...rrrooooooaghghg?...*A round of chills ravaged the back of my spine as I felt the creature's inquisitive growl reverberate through the flimsy door keeping us separated. I could practically hear the damn thing breathing down the back of my neck as I fought my best to stop shivering too much from the haunting aura seeping through the cracks.Meanwhile, I was still doing my best to wake the twins up with as little to no noise as possible. The howling winds outside were preventing me from leaving the blasted door with just my foot keeping it down; the force of the gales already too intense that even a split second of easing up on my guard would cause the door to fly right open. If this situation didn't improve, or worse, even escalated, the two would be caught off guard by this thing. Not to mention there would literally be no escape for us without the handy dandy power of Lov