
by ExoticCupOfTea
Triana stepped into the shrine to end the world as it is. The war was over with her victory. The red ashes fell from the burning world tree to engulf the village, and the corpses of her allies and enemies created the river of blood flooding the land. There was nothing stopping her from now on. Inside the shrine, she saw the figure in white and the figure in black, arguing with each other like they always did. She stretched her hand forward, and a sudden burst of light caressed her, stripping her away into nothingness. As she watched herself vanishing, she made a prayer. That if she ever had a second chance, she would do it differently. This world, born of kindness, has been turned into a rotten garden. Your life, born to be caressed, has been splintered by a thousand thorns. But do not fret. For we are here now. Take our hands. Accept serenity. Join us. In salvation. Schedule: Monday and Thursday 11:08 EST Cover art: @yorulost Character Design: Hana-Jii
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