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Rage in your eyes. People cower beside me. But I somehow, don't feel afraid.

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Another flash. Another universe.

How long will this end? Why does he keep playing with her? What was his motive to cold heartedly let this bluenette suffer?

Or was she really suffering?

Was she hurt?

Only at the waist part.

Was she tortured?

Not at all.

Was she being targeted?

Only when she was a Princess.

But she wasn't suffering. She was actually enjoying it and that was the weirdest part out of it all.

She was actually liking it.

Yep. She secretly does. Meeting your other self and traveling through alternate universes could be fun. What was your job? Your lifestyle? And most importantly, your role?

Unkown and adventurous things excite her. They bring her wild side to the surface.

And boy, did this fucking universe did.

As she jumps from trees, barricades or people. She was shouting happily while riding a horse.

Dirt covered a bit of her cheek but the grin never faltered. Mischeviousness dancing wildly on her eyes.

While being chased by royal guards.

You guessed it ladies and gentlemen. She's in that fucking universe.

Her red cape flowing when the wind attacked it. The skirt she was wearing screamed 'Wild'.

Long story short, a flash, another universe but this time was different. She had clothes that fit in with the village people.

Haha! Know what universe this was?

Me neither.

She wore a black skirt. White long sleeved with a bit of dust and brown leathered boots. She was suddenly wearing a red caped hoodie.

But why was she being chased?

First, she saw a child starving and trying to get an apple. Second, she got the fucking apple. Third, the vendor didn't believe her about paying since gold was seemingly more important than dollars. And fourth, being chased by fucking royal guards.

A reference I tell you.

And now, she fell.

Because of almost hitting a pig.

"Capture her! We must tell our King!"

One man yelled and others pointed their spears at the fallen bluenette. Her black horse with a red saddle stood tall and in a protective manner.