[Twisted Wonderland x Reader]
──❝Entwined Amore❞──
On behalf of her father's wishes, the King, [Y/n] Azurethorne, enrolls in Night Raven Collage to be with her seven finances, who are all attending the same institut...
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──❝The Merchants from the Depths❞──
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As [Y/n] shifted her focus away from the Leech Twins, her gaze descended upon the small milk carton stationed before her. The creamy contents within swirled with an alluring invitation, captivating her attention as she pondered the idea of indulging in a sip. Her fingertips danced an anxious rhythm upon the table's surface, a percussive display born from a whirlwind of thoughts churning within. Amidst this tempest of contemplation lay the weighty task of strategizing her approach to once more confront Azul's missteps. "What to do?" she whispered to herself, the words scarcely audible.
As her mind wandered amidst a sea of thoughts and emotions, a sudden disturbance erupted within her. "My precious pearl...come to me." A haunting, ethereal voice echoed through the depths of her mind, capturing her thoughts and imprisoning them in its melodic grasp. The voice beckoned with an otherworldly tone, an irresistible call that urged her to go to him. "Your assistance is needed," The gentle, harmonious melody unfurled like a silken ribbon, enveloping her in its haunting beauty, each note akin to a whispering zephyr that traced icy trails down her spine. Every hair on the nape of her neck rose in an electric dance, tingling with anticipation as an unexplainable force drew her irresistibly closer to the origin of that mesmerizing voice. The sensation proved both disorienting and enthralling, a paradox that left her simultaneously terrified and spellbound.
Pain, sharp and sudden, gripped her mind and body like an invisible vice. Her temples throbbed with an intensity that nearly overwhelmed her. A cold shiver slithered down her spine, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps. She gasped, clutching the edge of the table, as her consciousness wavered. For a brief moment, terror engulfed [Y/n], clouds of desperation suffocating her thoughts. [Y/n] wanted nothing more than for the pain to subside, to find relief from the torment that consumed her, but her body felt heavy and uncooperative like her legs were made of lead and anchored to the floor. [Y/n] felt like she was fighting against her own body, her arms aching from the strain of trying to move as if they were weighed down by invisible chains.
Each motion became an unpleasant climb against an invisible force as if wading through thick, clinging mud that resisted every step. The dread of eternally languishing in this immobilizing state surged, escalating her panic into a tempestuous whirlwind of apprehension. In a sudden and jolting moment, her mind appeared to erase itself, leaving an echoing void within her. A hollow shell that no longer recognized its existence. The vibrant spark that once ignited her gaze dimmed, eclipsed by an empty, vacant stare that seemed to gaze through rather than at the world around her. Her movements became mechanical, devoid of her usual grace and purpose. She rose from her seat, propelled by an unseen force, and began to move towards the exist of the cafeteria.
Her friends, who had been sitting nearby engaged in conversation, turned to face her in alarm. They called out to her, their voices filled with concern and confusion. With each desperate plea, they tried to snap her out of the trance that had ensnared her. Yet, Y/n remained unresponsive, as if locked within her own mind. Her steps were steady, but devoid of intention, as she walked past her startled friends. Their voices faded into distant whispers as she made her way into the unknown, her own shock mirroring theirs. Jack stood from his seat with a sense of purpose, reaching out to [Y/n], his fingers encircling her shoulders with a resolute and unwavering grip, a touch conveying both strength and urgency. "Hey! What's wrong?" he paused, finding her losing herself entirely. With a gentle but firm tug, he tried pulling her back to the present moment, but she remained unresponsive, lost in the dark, swirling maelstrom of her thoughts. "Snap out of it!"
