TWENTY TWO[The Fox and The Fountain]

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Y/n felt his pulse quicken as he looked at the large trees around him, their gnarled branches forming a sinister canopy that seemed to stretch on forever, blocking out any trace of the night sky. A chilling breeze whispered through the dense forest, carrying an eerie sense of foreboding. His every step seemed to echo like a distorted heartbeat, resonating with the haunting atmosphere.

He glanced around, the shadows playing tricks on his senses, distorting reality itself. He could feel the weight of unseen eyes upon him, the forest's ancient trees whispering secrets that eluded his understanding. A sense of impending doom clung to the air, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he had stepped into a nightmare from which there was no escape.

SNAP!

The sudden sound shattered the oppressive silence, and Y/n's head snapped to the side. His eyes strained to pierce through the impenetrable darkness, revealing a pair of purple eyes gleaming ominously. A low, guttural growl reverberated through the air, sending shivers down his spine.

'RUN!' A primal instinct surged within him, urging him to flee. Y/n sprinted through the tangled underbrush, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The oppressive atmosphere seemed to close in around him, and he could almost feel the ominous presence gaining ground.

The forest itself seemed to come alive with malevolence. Twisted branches reached out like skeletal fingers, and the very ground beneath his feet seemed to pulse with malevolent energy. Unearthly shadows danced on the periphery of his vision, creating grotesque figures that vanished as quickly as they appeared.

As Y/n ran, the once-distant growls drew nearer, morphing into a predatory snarl that echoed through the twisted labyrinth. He dared not look back, knowing that whatever pursued him was beyond the realm of nightmares.

Then, as he burst into a small clearing, the horrific truth revealed itself. Towering before him was a colossal fox, its fur as pure white as snow, and its eyes glowed with an unsettling shade of purple. Nine ethereal tails flowed behind it like an otherworldly fire, each tail emitting an eerie, ghostly glow.

The fox's presence exuded malevolence, a darkness so profound that it seemed to devour the very essence of the forest. Paralyzed with terror, Y/n's every instinct screamed at him to escape, but an invisible force seemed to hold him in place. The monstrous fox took a predatory step forward, its snarl reverberating through the clearing, the sound filling the air with an oppressive weight.

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Y/n shot up straight, swearing pouring off of him as all five tails had been glowing with raw power as things came back to the Nogitsune, looking around he was met with the sight of his room, things had been hurled across the room and smashed into walls and other things leaving nothing but a massive mess around him while a faint glow of green magic dissipated from the air.

Y/n waved his hand and watched as the green light seemed to rewind as everything began fixing itself and moving back to its original position. At the same time, he sat there for a moment, letting himself reconnect with this realm of existence as the 'dream' faded from memory.

Y/n got up and made his way over to get ready for his day, his mind strangely quiet as he showered and got dressed. He took a deep breath as he walked over to his door, grabbing the handle before a massive surge of magic blasted him across the room and through a table, a green shimmering fading from the door.

Before he could even think something, the room began losing colour and became darker. "Y/n..." A familiar voice reverberated from the shadows of his room.

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