You Sit on a Throne of Lies

Dreams

Y/n found herself in a black void. A black void that felt all too familiar. "Shit. Did I die or something?" She mumbled more to herself more than a bit confused about why she was there. She got out. She escaped.

After a moment of brief panic, she finally managed to just force herself to look around. To see if there was anything new in this dull old void of a world. "I'm too young to have a heart attack," She mumbled to herself, fully aware of the cognitive dissonance of physically being only what, 14, maybe 15? It'd been so long, that she barely even remembered her birthday. All she could do was guess the age of the physical form she possessed. Either way, she sure as hell didn't feel especially old.

"Hm, I don't feel dead though." She spoke out loud, a minor habit she had developed from the endless loneliness in this god-forsaken void. One which was mostly curbed in front of others. As she 'walked' along her eyes easily adjusted to the pitch black. "Now that I think about it, I couldn't have died?" She added feeling a growing confusion. "Was I kicked out or something?" She wondered.

Finally, after a bit of silence, she then thought. "...No, I feel like he would've warned me about randomly getting kicked. No, never mind. The never asshat warned me of literally nothing." She grumbled, still very reasonably butthurt about the sudden abandonment. At least when Kanno inevitably dies, there would be warning signs beforehand.

After around 30 minutes of walking something new happened. A slight glow. a dim grey in the inky black that covered the non-existent world. "Oh." She mumbled to herself quickly going to check out what the fuck was happening.

Once there she noticed strange monochrome embers floating about. Like any reasonable person, her first thought was to touch it. Slowly she positioned her hands parallel to one another on opposite sides of one of the sparks. After a slight moment of hesitation, she then clapped on it.

For a moment, nothing, leaving her feeling a bit stupid. After the moment passed, a sudden flashbang of light blinded her. The tingling sensation one gets after holding onto a hot bowl for too long. "AGH SHIT-!" She cursed quickly squeezing her eyes shut, her arms instinctually shielding her face. Sure, she expected to maybe get a slight burn at worst, but not to randomly get flash banged.

After a few moments, she cautiously blinked open her eyes still squinting as the light was still blindingly bright. It took some time, but after somewhat adjusting to the over-exposure, she managed to make out a silhouette. Though she could only just barely make out its vague form something stirred in her, familiarity. Her will was barely a factor, her body seemed to move on its own stumbling forwards as she reached out to touch whoever it was. As if whatever was moving her body was in disbelief. And yet, before she could do so, she abruptly woke up.

Her eyes snapped open as she stared at the ceiling in the dark room. She was both freezing and scalding hot. It felt like electricity was ripping through her body. "Fuck-!" She hissed forcing herself to sit up. She wished she knew what to do. Wished that she had an idea as to what the fuck had just happened. But for now, she needed to focus on feeling like she wasn't about to implode.

Tossing the blankets off of herself as she continued to just gasp for breath. "Urgh-" She gagged quickly stumbling out of her bed and to the bathroom, smacking the light switch on. Sure she felt like death itself was trying to tear her apart, but she wasn't uncivilized.

After puking into the toilet, she felt ever so slightly better, shakily pulling herself back up to her feet with the counter as she flushed the toilet, not wanting to worry Kanno. After a moment of trying to regain her balance. She glanced at the mirror. Staring back was herself, but those eyes. Those recognizable pale silver eyes bore into her soul. "And here I thought I could control myself." She grumbled, still feeling unnaturally hot. It's probably a fever. That's what this is. That's what that dream was. A fever dream. a common cold, nothing more.