I started writing at the age of 3. They all said I was a genius. I will admit that I enjoyed it. It was nice to be acknowledged. I never had this type of attention. This world is so strange. It can't be considered fantasy if there are no other species. How boring.
I started taking lots of pictures. Everyone here is easy on the eyes. This place has a lot of good scenery too.
At the age of 4, I decided it was time to meet Claude.
When Claude acts like an asshole just stare into his eyes. Claude might kill people on whims but he does it fast and ends their misery. Me on the other hand, torture them slowly. I may not look harmful but I bite.
Where the hell is the Garnet palace? I heard it's near the ruby palace. I arrived somewhere, woah this place is so simple. G-gold statues. These are valuable, what are they doing outside. I just want a piece.
"What is this filthy bug doing in my palace?"
I turn around slowly and face my head to see him. Haha, still an asshole. I stare into his cold eyes. My eyes were colder than his. I then bow.
"Greetings and blessings upon the sun of the Obelia Empire" I say with a cold tone.
Felix shivers. Why does a child have those kinds of eyes?
"That face. I've seen it before."
No duh. You really are an idiot, Claude. I looked at Claude, he's not even as pretty as I thought he'd be.
*tsk* I clicked my tongue soft enough for them not to hear.
They both heard her click her tongue.
"Yes, was it that dancer from Siodonna?"
"You look like that wench."
I was flabbergasted. Wench, she's a goddess and I got her genes, dumbass.
He reached his hand to my face. I still stared into his eyes, his soul.
"Then again it doesn't matter where she came from."
"Your majesty"
Felix says starting to worry.
"And I think I remember...
what that wench named you"
Oh so you remember my name but you don't remember that you goddamn loved that 'wench'. He really is good at acting like an asshole. I still stared at him. There's black magic everywhere. Should I go to the world tree and save him? Nah I'll let him suffer for a while.
"I believe it was Athanasia."
His hand was under my chin.
We had a staring contest. It was so intense that Felix felt like he was suffocating. Claude then looked away.
"Back then you were a tiny bug that couldn't even lift its head."
Well, I was a baby, what were you expecting?
"Is that so?"
I said with an intimidating glare.
They were both startled that she answered with confidence.
"You've grown a lot."
He lifted me up
"Your heavy"
Is that an insult?
"Really? You look heavier than me"
I said while still staring into his eyes.
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I'm Tired
FanfictionI'm tired. I did my best, no one acknowledged me. It seems to be hell wherever I go or do. I died and reincarnated. When can I stop acting? "END MY MISERY, please I beg of you." "I'm tired...so tired." TW: depressing thoughts, swearing, violence, mu...