PRISM: AFTER [0]

PART I : REVIVED, ALIVE (I)

"Do you think she's going to wake up soon, Demeter?" an unfamiliar voice spoke in a soft tone. You can hear the worriedness in his voice.

"No idea, Silas.. I hope she does, but.. actually, I think she's going to wake up-?" yet another unfamiliar voice spoke, her tone of voice prompting the unconscious girl to open her eyes.

As the unconscious girl slowly gets her eyes to open up, the two people slowly walked torwards her and crouched down in order to seem not intimidating.

"Hey, are you okay? You've been asleep for quite awhile.." asked the unknown female, a smile decorating her face.

The formerly unconscious girl slowly replied,
"Wh.. where am I?" black bangs framed her face, yet it also obstructed it slightly.

"It's a long story. I can tell you all about it. How about it?" The man spoke, seemingly proud of his rhyme.

"Yeah... Yeah, I'd like to hear it. Who are you, though?" The girl spoke back, her hand holding her head as she nods.

"Oh, right, sorry! Alright, let me introduce myself."

"I'm Silas Lee. Pseudo-Captain of The Resistance. Former.. Nevermind. That's a story for another day. This is my colleague,..." His green eyes gestured to the blonde woman next to him.

[ FULL NAME: SILAS LEE / 이 용 ]
[ DATE OF BIRTH: 30/09/2056 ]
[ ROLE : (VICE) PSEUDO CAPTAIN OF THE RESISTANCE ]
[ WEAPON OF CHOICE : • DECIMATION (AXE) ]

He combs his black bangs for a moment before he puts his arms back into a cross.

"Mm, I'm Demeter Von Arachnael~. You can call me just Demeter, that's fine! I don't hold a high stakes role like Mr. Emo, but rest assured that I'm just as good as him in combat." She giggles for a moment before returning to her calm state like before.

[ FULL NAME: DEMETER VON ARACHNAEL ]
[ DATE OF BIRTH: 14/4/2057 ]
[ ROLE : ATTACKING  CHARGE/ SUPPORT DIVISION LEAD ]
[ WEAPON OF CHOICE : • LIGHTBRINGER'S DUTY (AXE) ]

The girl, slightly shocked still, simply stared at the two. Not long after, though, she shakes her head and takes a breath before introducing herself.

"I'm.. Yuka. I do not remember much. I don't remember how I got here. I'm.. 24, I think, and.. Well, I'm really hoping you guys aren't bad people since I don't think I'm armed with any weapons." She stares at them with increasing discomfort.

"Oh, no, no, wait, sorry. I kinda forgot that this must've been kind of a lot to process. We don't intend to hurt you at all, but there's kind of an issue at hand..." Silas frowned a bit, growing worried yet again.

"Uh..?" Yuka replied, slightly panicking due to the expression on Silas' face.

"There's a war going on right now."

"Sorry, WHAT?" Yuka exclaimed in shock.

"Geez, Silas, you could've waited a bit to tell her that.." Demeter sighed, seemingly disappointed.

"Sorry, I needed to tell her now before something bad happened. Her circumstances.. are a bit..."

"Oh boy, is this about me not remembering anything or..?" Yuka panicked even more.

"Oh, no! This is more um.. it's more about the fact that you could be a survivor.." Demeter spoke, trying to calm down Yuka who's very clearly already panicking at this point.

"W, wait, a survivor? A survivor of what?" Yuka replied, trying to find out what's truly going on.

"A survivor of the human test subjects." Silas replied back, his eyes growing ever more worried.

Yuka's mouth was gaping open at this point, and while she wanted more answers, she wasn't sure if she could handle it.