A child fell...
A start of a million stories..
A trillion fates...
No matter what, it was preordained moment.
Chara fell.
The cogs of destiny spun.
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A child's voice bleated something.
Bleated?
Wow... now he was picturing goats talking.
"...." he still couldn't understand them.
Hazy eyes, from exhaustion and pain slowly opened.
"Fuzzy..."
"..." the fuzzy while thing said.
Red eyes slid closed.
"...!"
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They were being fed, warm liquid trailing down there throat as they automatically swallowed.
They still hurt, but apparently they had a fever and they burned.
He couldn't seem to open his eyes.
The voices still didn't make sense.
The slipped into nothingness again.
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Red eyes opened to am empty room, which was confusing as Chara was pretty sure they should have died from falling and any parts of the cave ceiling falling after him.
How were they alive?
They sat up to a strangely pain free body, there stomach rumbled in hunger but they were alive.
A rather nice bedroom met there gaze, done in shades of green with leaf designs painted in a darker green as a border at the top. A hand reached down and touched the mattress, whatever it it wasn't made of straw or grass with herbs like they had grown up with,
It was at the moment the door to the room opened.
Chara stared fully weirded out.
Fluffy white goat demon child?
Wait... the priest was right and demons existed?
You could excuse Chara for screaming.
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FanfictionChara.. A lucky or unlucky child... There story always began when they fell deep below, but it truly didn't. They survived, they lived more then a few days between when they fell and died.. They were determined, they loved they had joy. Loved so muc...
