者の哀れ (mono no aware)
(ph.) 'The phatos of things'
An appreciation of the fleeting nature of beauty. A bittersweet feeling that everything in existence is temporary
𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵...
During one of her expedition after defeating th...
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𝗡𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲'𝘀 𝗣.𝗢.𝗩.
Y/N opened her eyes to be greeted by darkness. She heard a noise as she tried to move around, only for her movement to be restricted because of the narrow space. "What's that noise...? Am I in a coffin?", the elf said.
"Crap, People are coming. Gotta get a uniform while... Grrr!! The lid is too heavy", before the voice could do anything, Y/N summoned her staff and uses Zoltraak to blast the lid of the coffin away.
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The elf looked around at the unfamiliar surrounding, wondering where she could be. "Ffgna! Why are you up!?", the girl saw a cat-raccoon exclaimed as she saw another person near her coffin. The girl realised that she was wearing a black and purple robe with golden accents above her usual outfit.
"Whatever human! Gimme your clothes. Otherwise... I'll roast ya!", before the raccoon-cat could roast the other person, Y/N pulled them by the hand and ran away.
The two of them ran through hallways, trying to lose the fire-spitting cat. They keep running, Y/N's hand still on the other person's arm as the two reached what seems to be a library.
"Where the heck am I?", the person next to her spoke. 'If this is a dream, I really wanna wake up', Y/N thought.
"Did you really think you'd get away from my nose! Dumb human!", the fire-spitting cat said, floating in front of them. "If you don't wanna get roasted, you better hand ov一", the cat's speech was cut off by a rope wrapping itself around his body. "Buwah!? Ow! What's with this rope?", the cat-raccoon asked, trying to free itself.
"This is no mere rope. It is a lash of love!" Y/N turned around to see a man wearing raven-themed clothes. "Ah. Found you at last. Are you one of the new students? You shouldn't do things like that. Leaving the Gate on your own!", the man scolded, looking at the two.
'Gate..? He means the room from earlier...?', the elf thought, while looking around. "My goodness. It's unprecedented for new students to wander off on their own. Uuugh... How impatient can you two be? The entrance ceremony is already well under way. Let's head to the Hall of Mirrors."
