//: ok everyone, the move is complete. @DarkestMidnight is now up and running and accepting interactions. Pls reach out, I’m ready to get back into this.
Thank you for your patience.
//: hey everyone. I know I have been on an extended leave for serveral reasons. 1. My college has been busy, 2. I have been working hard to perfect Lisha and the universe she’s in. And now I feel I’m ready.
I’m going to reset this account and move to a brand new one. I’ll tell
Y’all the @ when I make it if you want to follow me and keep interacting with this character. From there I’ll be doing a full character reset, and writing out her story in solos and interactions.
Subsequently, anyone who knows of my other accounts, don’t expect me to get back
@HunterTutore time. His song played before his eyes. His last dance, ending in a down pour of blood and screams. A soft glow emitting from her forehead.
“What do you feel whenever you kill someone?”
@HunterTutore A familiar wave came over Lisha. A pang I’m her stomach, the pounding of her heart. Guilt. Again.
Like a plague it spread, infecting her training, her mind. Nothing she could do but revert. Nothing except regret. To look up into his eyes, and envy.
She couldn’t look away this—
@HunterTutore Videle didn’t talk her out of it.
Yes, it would have killed her. But that would have been preferable to this. Wandering the endless cosmos with the greatest power ever known.
“You can’t help me!” She shouted suddenly.
“I did this to myself dammit! Dammit!”
@HunterTutore Her knees buckled, taking her down to the ground. On all fours, hyperventilating.
Why now?
Why is she cursed with this power?
The power of Death.
She knew she should have destroyed it when she got the chance. Ending the Graces. Ending the threats to Arenfel. If only —