I just really enjoy the game and want the fandom to grow
-Requests are closed!-
And here are some reasons to convince you to read this book!
-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
-I try to...
・❥・This chapter contains no spoilers and I would also like to give credits to lilac-cat-draws on Tumblr for the inspiration other than that enjoy :)
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As the sun rose on another seemingly ordinary day, the residents of Krat went about their daily routines, unaware of the impending tragedy that loomed on the horizon. The streets bustled with activity as people hurried to and fro, their minds preoccupied with the tasks and responsibilities that awaited them.
In the heart of the town, the marketplace came alive with the vibrant colors and sounds of commerce. Merchants shouted their wares, enticing passersby with promises of freshness and quality. The air was filled with the tantalizing aroma of spices and herbs, mingling with the sweet scent of freshly baked bread.
Nearby, children played in the cobblestone streets, their laughter ringing out like music in the air. They chased each other with carefree abandon, their faces alight with joy and excitement. Parents watched fondly from the sidelines, their hearts swelling with pride at the sight of their offspring's happiness.
In the town square, a group of musicians had gathered to entertain the crowds with their lively tunes. The melody floated on the breeze, weaving its way through the throngs of people, lifting their spirits and filling their hearts with warmth.
Throughout the town, the sounds of industry echoed as craftsmen worked diligently in their workshops, honing their skills and crafting their masterpieces. The rhythmic clatter of hammers and the whirring of machinery provided a backdrop to the symphony of daily life.
But beneath the facade of normalcy, a sense of unease lingered in the air, a subtle tension that whispered of impending doom. Unbeknownst to the inhabitants of Krat, dark forces were gathering on the horizon, poised to unleash chaos and devastation upon their unsuspecting town.
Yet for now, the sun shone brightly overhead, casting its golden rays upon the picturesque landscape. It was a day like any other, filled with hope and promise, oblivious to the shadows that lurked just beyond the horizon.
The teenager leaned back, his hand rubbing his eyes as he took a momentary break from his task. He surveyed the poster he had just affixed to the wall, its edges curling slightly from the adhesive he had used to secure it in place. It was a simple advertisement, announcing an upcoming event in the town square, but to him, it felt like just another mundane chore.
With a heavy sigh, he glanced around at the other posters lining the street, their colorful images and bold text vying for attention amidst the bustling crowds. Each one represented a different event or promotion, from concerts and festivals to sales and community gatherings. But to the teenager, they all blurred together into a monotonous sea of advertisements.
He longed for something more, something exciting and meaningful to break up the monotony of his daily routine. The thought of spending another day plastering posters on walls filled him with a sense of ennui, a feeling of restless dissatisfaction that gnawed at his insides.
