The Imp sits in a blank space, the void surrounding her white and empty of all meaning. It was by all means worse than hell. I mean, at least hell was colorful. In fact, the strangest part of her had began to miss the demon prince's rants of egotism. At least with his nonsensical blabbering echoing in the background, she could have some noise rather than silence. Though with this new part of her found out, it was quickly washed away. Replaced with the thought of escaping this void. But what she didn't know....
was that the author was just too lazy to draw a background.
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Hope you all liked it! This little story segment was inspired by the format of Yuarose 's artbook! I actually quite like it, as it allowed for little ideas to be exerted and laid out without much effort, making it much easier than writing a full blown chapter for a god forsaken book that you are struggling to put into production—
-ahem. Anyways.
You should go check out her artbook! It will allow for entertainment, pretty art and characters, as well as a bundle of laughs! [Though that last bit depends on your sense of humor. Everyone's is different!]
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𝐀 𝐑 𝐓 𝐁 𝐎 𝐎 𝐊 ─── ೄྀ 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴
Non-FictionA book where I write drabbles featuring my original characters, and where I flesh out new ones and their universe. I hope you find these interesting!