A Day in The Life of ECHO

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A/N: Putting out Monday's chapter early because yes ✨




In the depths of BASIL's mind, ECHO remained shrouded in a deep darkness. Their ethereal radiance appeared dim against the vast obsidian canvas, sending faint tendrils of light that scarcely reached the emptiness around. Yet, fueled by a resolute will, ECHO squinted their eyes, their radiant figure gaining clarity as they gradually lifted themselves from where they lay.

They turned their head, only to be confronted by a multitude of versions of themselves. Among them stood variations of different heights, some short and others tall. Emotions were expressed across their faces, ranging from anger to sadness, and even the innocence of childhood was captured in the presence of younger versions.

ECHO let out a sigh and rose to their feet. They clapped their hands twice, the sharp sound serving to capture the attention of the other ECHOES in the vicinity.

'Have I got your focus? I need to share an announcement concerning BASIL,' ECHO declared, their voice carrying a tone of urgency and importance.

As the resonating claps of ECHO's hands echoed through the expanse of their collective consciousness, another ECHO emerged from the shadows, their demeanor starkly different from the one who had called for attention. This ECHO had a slightly hunched posture, their ethereal radiance flickering intermittently, like a dying flame desperately clinging to its last vestiges of warmth.

Rolling their eyes, this angsty and annoyed ECHO muttered under their breath, 'Oh great, another grand announcement. Just what we need.' They crossed their arms over their chest and leaned against an imaginary pillar, exuding an air of nonchalant irritation.

'What is it this time? Another heartfelt speech about unity and cooperation?' they quipped sarcastically, their tone dripping with disdain. 'Because we all know how well those worked out the last few times, don't we?'

Their eyes, once vibrant with light, now glowed with a dim, sullen glow, mirroring the frustration that seemed to radiate from their very being. Among the multitudes of ECHOES, this one seemed to carry the weight of skepticism, their connection to BASIL's intentions tainted by cynicism and resentment.

Amidst the varying reactions of the ECHOES, a smaller and much more innocent version of ECHO stepped forward, their form radiating an aura of purity and youth. With wide eyes that shone like starlight, they looked up at the angsty and annoyed ECHO, their voice carrying an unmistakable innocence.

'Um, excuse me,' the young ECHO piped up, their tone soft and hesitant. 'I know sometimes things haven't gone perfectly before, but... maybe this time could be different? ECHO seems really determined, and maybe we should at least hear what they have to say.'

Their words were spoken with an air of hope, a shimmer of optimism that contrasted the skepticism of their angsty counterpart. The childlike ECHO's ethereal form seemed to shimmer with every word, as if their very essence resonated with the genuine desire for understanding and unity.

As the innocence of the young ECHO's words hung in the air, a teenage version of ECHO sauntered forward from the crowd, a wry grin playing on their lips. This ECHO had a certain edge to their appearance - a mix of youthful rebellion and a touch of sarcasm. They leaned against an imaginary wall with an air of cool detachment, regarding the younger ECHO with an amused glint in their eyes.

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