Sighing for the hundreds times it seemed, Eztia questioned to herself why she died again. She would have snapped her fingers and hit her fist into her palm once she began to call in mind that it was because of a certain woman; a habit of hers whenever she remembered something. But she was not able to do it as a result of not feeling any of her limbs, and all she could see and hear were dark and silent. It was almost as though she was in the depths of a void of darkness.
So… did this mean she could go back into her real world now? Or no? If no, then… was she just a soul right now? Well, there was a high chance it could be since she was not able to feel any of her limbs at the moment.
Eztia's corner lips curved upwards to form a mischievous smile; she thought that it must be fun to be a soul -- if she was one -- for the reason that she could haunt some people.
But wait a minute… could a soul haunt someone? It could, right?
Before she pondered further, at a sudden yet slow pace, Eztia began to sense it… she sensed all of her limbs lying down on something soft and hard. Her ears perceived the sound of chirping birds and at that time, she could finally raise her eyelids to reveal her rare coloured eyes, only to be blinded by the light of -- what Eztia assumed -- the sun.
Rubbing her eyes, the girl began sitting up to change her position -- there must have been a blanket that had covered her from the cold since she could feel something like cloth falling off of her chest onto her lap. Once her eyesight was back to her, Eztia inspected around the room of the… house? -- she guessed -- and thought that the room almost looked very traditional-ish. The vibe of the room also gave off this familiarity, yet at the same time not.
As Eztia decided to stand up to inspect more, she was just aware of her attire… it had changed into something she never thought she would ever wear it, and she could feel her eyes widen and widen. She wanted to scream, but she held it due to some reason.
If anyone ever asked her why she seemed so shocked and assumed it was because of the sudden mysteriously change of her attire, well, then, they were wrong. She meant… she was not even surprised or shocked at the change of her clothes when she was in Diabolik Lovers' world.
Let her tell them what she was wearing right now. The attire… it was… it was so stunning! It was a two piece dress; the upper piece was a light grey coloured one and it looked like a… you know, the thing that was used for a female's chest to her. It just binded around her chest, yet she did not really know it could be called the thing she was thinking since it had a tiny bit different design perhaps. The downer one, meanwhile, was a long high-waisted, slightly puffy skirt that was rather covering and had a milky white colour. It was also quite ruffly. Even though the dress was kind of revealing, she thought it was still all right and acceptable. [1]
There were some accessories too, which were worn around her arms, neck, and head, and Eztia could not help but ponder how she was able to sleep comfortably while she was wearing all of these accessories.
Nevertheless, she did not pay heed much with regard to that now because she also just took notice of something… she didn't turn back into a child again! She would have absolutely celebrated in her mind, but she left the celebration aside for now for the reason that she had to find out where she was currently.
Now -- if she looked closely at how the room she was in was styled, it reminded her of rooms that were often shown in a few medieval era dramas she had watched.
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