Tick...tick...tick...
Time seems to be ever-moving, never stopping.
It is not kind to stop for those who ask.
Tick...tick...tick...
It rings. It repeats. It continues.
For how much longer?
Who knows?
How long has it been...? Two years, maybe more? She has been there since the beginning, ever since her awakening. Hiding...slumbering...waiting...
She who is made from another's soul, she who inherited another's memories, she who has lost track of time still waits.
She spends the rest of her days in a lonesome throne room with neither sunlight nor moonlight. Sitting upon a grand throne meant for rulers. But there is no ruler, just a girl who has spent her days in endless darkness, only lit by mere candles.
But even candles burn out.
With a wave of her hands, she can change whatever she sees into whatever she wants. The walls can become vines, the floor turned into clouds, the ceiling transforms into dust. She can bend what she could to her imagination...if only she could picture her desires into reality.
Boredom is nearly impossible to feel when your imagination is brought to life. You can play, mess around, observe, practice...
But to what end?
She who has no hopes of leaving...she who has no hope of freedom...wishes to feel alive. So she waits.
waiting...waiting...waiting...
wanting...craving...wishing...
But it shall never come.
"A hopeless destiny"...could she even call it that? She is doomed to stay within another's soul, unable to do anything other than play with her imagination. She can watch the body belonging to the soul as they live their life happily.
Jealousy arises, hatred overcomes her, madness takes over. Her mind is plagued with thoughts of envy. Her actions are driven by resentment.
"A hopeless destiny" doesn't seem so hopeless...
Not when a chance is finally given.
Now...at last...her wish will be realized.
She will carry out her task. She will do whatever is necessary to exact her revenge. No longer will she have to kill countless times to feel something. No longer will she have to watch and do nothing.
"Now then...with this opportunity, will you act immediately?"
"No."
"And why is that?"
"I will take my time. I will pay back this pain a thousandfold."
"What you do does not concern me. But I can't help but be curious about what you do next."
"...I will not go down so easily. I will set the stage...I'll put on the biggest show."
"All for the sake of some petty revenge...heh. Should you be punishing someone who doesn't even know?"
"...Whether she knows or not, she will...in due time."
"My, aren't you cruel."
"Not as much as you who laughs at the results of your actions."
"What can I say? I'm an artist."
"If you're an artist, then I'm an art piece. A result of your work. I wonder...will you laugh at me?"
"When the time comes...perhaps."
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Reincarnated as an Adeptus
Fanfiction"There is no such thing as no way. As long as there is a possibility, then there is a way." That was what she told herself. Though she never believed in it, she lived by those principles only to have been shocked when the unexpected happened. A stra...
