The world is being ripped apart at it's seams, and it's up to 10 assigned gods to see the mortal plane back together. But all of them are children or just barely adults...
And one of the gods is not as they seem...
Will these newly crowned gods be...
(Implied SA in the PAST, nothing creepy in the present)
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"C-come on Taco! I-I got you..." She cried as she held the brutally injured girl into her arms. "It's going to be okay..."
"...!?" Her eyes were filled with fear and panic. But Microphone's arms were welcoming, and loving in a sense. They gave a feeling to her she hadn't felt since she was a child. Though she knew they weren't the living she'd wanted... The care was enough to ease her for a fleeting moment.
"What have they done to you...?!" Microphone clutched the gun in her hand, noticing the fear in her eyes. The abnormal and raw fear response she didn't even know she could have. She was always so brave back on the show... "This is completely inhumane...!" She muttered shakily in disbelief to how much they had torn apart her already broken soul.
"QUICK! STOP HER!DON'T LET THEM GET AWAY!"
Microphone clutched the smaller girl even tighter as she bolted down the clean white hall only decorated by the blood on the floor. And turned a sharp corner.......She held up the gun to anyone she saw in her path and...
BANG!
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"What a... Weird dream..."
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Microphone lifted her head off the patch of grass she had been lying in. She rubbed her eyes and her back slightly, it ached from laying on the hard ground rather than her bed. She heard a soft groan and looked over towards the sound "Taco...?"
