Mafumafu one-shots and AUs [read last chapter]

1k words story p1 i think its a record (GIMME NAME)

*this is literally my 69th draft*

*pray hopes I will actually publish this*

*I LITERALLY DONT KNOW WHERE I AM GOING WITH THIS STORY*

no plot, none whatsoever 

I just wanted to publish a decent readable story, put suggestions on what you want to happen below, I might discountine this 

But let's hope I get ideas in the future 👁👄👁💀💀💀✋

With that, let's get started, shall we?

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First person POV pog???

idk I don't usually write first person perpective

lmk what yalls think ight

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not proofread my laptop is at 20% and i don't have my charger 💀💀💀💀

By a sparkling and cool river, I looked for "Lucretia." I waved my hand in the cool water, before cupping some in my palms and slapping my face with the pale blue liquid. I was tired, very very tired. The lady said I would be able to find a clue about going back, and she had said:

"Eyes like sky, hair like the void, one will be encaptured by this ethereal prince, one shall seek an audience, and one must persist."

I can't really be sure what she meant, the only thing I can interpret from the creepy sentence-- to which I always shiver and tremble whenever I remember the scene, the old lady had this weird light cast up her face from the green liquid bubbling up from a old, rusty cauldron-- is to find a prince with blue eyes and black hair, and to request an audience and to speak with him. And to do that, I must persist (?).

So, how did I end up in the situation?

My head pounds a lot every time I try to think about the past but I will try my best to explain what happened. Though I cannot recall most of my memories when I was back on Earth (perhaps a side effect of the portal). 

It was a pretty normal afternoon, I was holed up inside my small loft when I-- for some apparent reasons, I, the great Mafumafu, decided to go out. I don't know why I went out. My guts all screamed at me to not go out. Yet, out I went. Which was such a wonderful idea.

I don't regret it much (back then, can't say the same now)-- aside from my guts screaming at me to go back inside, which I assumed was just my inner shut-in trying to prevent me from going outside-- it was a nice day out, the weather was warm, with a slight breeze, the sweet scent of roses and jasmine and gardenia followed me everywhere I went in the garden (or however one would call it) of the entire neighborhood. The houses were in this square pattern-- and the garden in the middle of it. It was quite spacious-- a little too crowded for my liking (everyone was enjoying the nice weather) but otherwise alright. Anyways, I kind of just took a small walk around the entire garden, enjoyed the weather and the pretty flowers. I had to get my mind off of stuff. 

I wasn't sure why, but a lot of my friends were not replying. And it was stressing me out. It has been a couple of weeks since Luz, Soraru, Ama-chan and the lot replied to my messages. And I was worried sick. Staff-san has also contacted me in hope of connecting with any of them, yet I had to disappoint, I have not grasped hold of them either.