我死なば
酒屋の瓶の下にいけよ
もしや雫の
もりやせんなん
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Bury me when I die
beneath a wine barrel
in a tavern.
With luck,
the cask will leak.
~Moriya Sen'an
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{ Diluc x Reader }
:,)
tw: bit of gore/blood/fighting/ things like...
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You couldn't remember a day that you had run more than you did today.
Maybe when you were playing with the other kids in races in the village.
You might've run a bit faster than that.
Or maybe when your father told you to go grab some sticks for a campfire.
You probably ran a bit farther than that.
· ┈┈┈┈┈┈ · ꕥ · ┈┈┈┈┈┈ ·
After you watched your father helplessly die in your arms, all you could do was run.
You ran and ran, just like he told you to.
You ran until your legs could run no more.
You ran until all of the physical strength in your body gave out.
You ran so far, you almost forgot why you were running.
You reached the outskirts of Inuzuma and boarded onto one of the fleeting boats that were desperately trying to escape as well.
Usually the soldiers would be stopping every person they could but even the officials were in shambles, running around like chickens with their heads cut off.
When the boat finally reached a new land, you began to run again. You weren't sure where you were running, but all you could do was run.
After a while of your non-stop, adrenaline rush, your run slowly became a light jog.
Then the light jog was a ragged walk.
Finally, your movement came to a stop.
All you could remember after stopping was collapsing onto the ground.
Your memory was very hazy and you couldn't remember the details exactly, but what you could remember was trying to call for help as you reached the bridge of an unknown city. You used any possible strength you had left to croak out a quiet help.
And luckily, someone had heard you.
· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·
You slowly began to regain consciousness as a light peered in through a tall window, beaming directly on you.
Your eyelids took a moment to adjust to the brightness before you slowly started to peer through the small slit of eyesight your body was allowing.
Where am I?
After a few more annoyingly, long moments, you managed to fully open your eyes to see where exactly you were.
You were in a room? A room with extremely high ceilings actually. You were also in a bed?
