*UM- cryptic Fern warning oh no I had a brin rot during this so it sounds horribly cheesy* (( yes I am @xxLionFernxx I can also confirm idf needed on my main-)) This girl has had enough trauma as it is- Also a bit of a backstory reveal? Just her reaping really. I may as well explain that well- Fern isnt completely mentally stable But She refuses to give in. She has something to fight for after all. One last thing They had already taken away everything. But them of course. It was time to face the source of her endless misery face on. FERNS REAPING. The wind howled, filling in the silence that seeped to incapsulate the area, the magenta and scarlet hues of the blue eyes on the podium staring down on grey and white hues. Her smirk spoke. Spoke the words and crows of glory and triumph, the belittlement of the hero for decades as lives were claimed by that smirk, fallen. Taking away everything Fern had left to hold onto. Those smirks had carried her loved ones to a place where she could not follow. The fire was rising and Fern could not breathe, her throat burned. The flames choked her. They choked her. They flickered in the back of her eye. They wouldn't leave. They wouldn't go away. She had tried just suppressing them. That hadn't ended well. But here they were again. The cruel smirk fills the air, taking everything away .She should feel terrified. Scared. But she didnt feel anything. Of course you cant feel anything when its just a dream after all. It was rather nice here- Fern decided. Though every single moment- the lingering in the air -seemed to spell regret. She couldn't fix it. She couldn't fix what had already been done could she? Fern had always hated the word destiny. She wanted a say. Fern had always dreamed of being something bigger than she was. The fire burned. But it wasn't to say that Fern hated it. It made her feel something at least. Countless nights of horror, of hiding of screaming bloody despair into her pillow. Had never made her feel so alive. Because Fern couldn't feel anything besides that. Not anymore. Everything else was shriveled up and dead- like the mint plants in her grandmothers garden. She had asked them once. "Could you make me feel alive? Because Everything hurts as much as nothing. And I cant wake up from this dream." Nothing had happened of course. Everyday hurt like nothing. She wanted the screams to stop. She wanted the crying to stop. She wanted the pain to stop. She wanted her blows to stop. She wanted it to stop. As the cherry red lips moved on the smirk, a ring was erupted into the crowd, as a delicate iridescent lavender claw was tapped firmly twice on the mic. Coiled notes were spoken like poisoned honey. It was laced with Ricin. "Let's get on with it shall we?" Fern closed her eyes. They were still there. SHE was still there. She would be stuck in this dream from eternity. Was it to much to ask for to wake up? Could she ever escape? "...." Silence left silence, as The names were spoken. "Quake-" No. She didnt have to feel this way. The words were drowned out, the ringing was growing louder. She could feel their eyes on her. Her eyes on Fern. It didn't matter what she thought. Fern could escape. "I volunteer." Fern stepped forward as a silence broke through the crowd? it wasn't silence. It was deafening Confused eyes of hurt and pain followed her. She was leaving them. She was leaving, leaving green and brown eyes so that she could save them. The wails didn't matter. The cries of pleas not to leave them with her- They were there as well. Fern didn't look back. She didn't notice the tears streaming down her face. She was waking up. She would come back and save them from this. From her. Ferns last hope. Her last purpose. She would wake up so they could leave this dream. Her last hope. Everything around her was shaking. Ringing. But it didnt matter. she would win to free them. She would win to bring justice to the millions of lost souls She would win to leave this dream And by all hell she wouldnt lose. . . . Fern was drowning now. Time to wake up. . . " Oyasumi, Oyasumi close your eyes and you'll leave this dream..." - OH PHEW GLAD THATS OVER UM OKAY CREDITS: Audio: My Time (omori version) - Bo En ! All characters / art belong to me / !
