❝𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐓 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋❞
𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 there's a miscalculation that (Y/N) failed to perceive. That comes in the form of their love purposely trying to tie her down.
➣ 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐊𝐀𝐈 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐀�...
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000 - The Stellaron vessel and (Y/N).
Note; some slight canon divergence may occur due to (Y/N) being involved, but for the most part, the story will follow the main plotline.
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STELLE BLANKLY stares into space, mind barely processing the words that spill out of the people, a boy and a girl, who found her. Her mind is still in a haze, so abruptly brought into consciousness that she's left clueless at what she's supposed to do; what her exact purpose is. That woman, Kafka, told her to just go with the people who found her - but what does that even mean in the grand scheme of it all?
Just who exactly is she, for all she knows is her name and nothing more. What exactly is she, if she's a vessel for a Stellaron? But if Kafka's words prove to be true, Stelle sets her gaze to the bickering pair walking ahead of her, then following wherever they lead will be the answer to all her questions.
"Uhm," Stelle raises a hand, instantly causing the bicker to stop as they attentively listen to what she has to say. "Where are we going?"
The black haired boy clears his throat, preparing a most likely lengthy explanation as his pink haired companion beats him to it and instead blurts out, "We're here to find (Y/N)!"
"...And protect the space station from the Antimatter Legion." The boy adds on as an afterthought.
(Y/N)?
Antimatter Legion?
Stelle tilts her stoic face to the side, nonverbally urging the pink hair to elaborate. But the bubbly girl doesn't, instead she prances around happily and squeals about this "(Y/N)" person, acting as if the entire space station isn't in current disarray from the antimatter legion.
From beside Stelle, the black haired boy sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Stay focused, March. We're supposed to prioritise everyone's well-being."
The pink haired girl, March, stomps her feet and retorts childishly, "But (Y/N)!"
"(Y/N) won't be going anywhere but the astral express, you and I both know that, March."
