Märchen Meines Lebens (FGO × Twisted Wonderland fanfic)

Ch53: Little Match Girl

AN:

I like the new event on Twist JP. New City just got dropped. City of Beauty... And as always Why are the Vil Cards always slaying?

It was so peak and beautiful. He has the same pose as the evil queen in that one scene in snow white.

Anyway, other than that I started playing a new gacha game.....

It's LIMBUS COMPANY...

And I can't stop playing... The story is so good and I have fallen into another fandom. Project Moon Lore is amazing.

The voice acting... They are so good. And I like the fact that you only have 12 characters that you would use... The gacha are other skins of those 12 sinners.

Also, I like the fact that our main character isn't a self-insert and their character. Even said character currently has amnesia.

I think I wouldn't care how much I would grind and farm for materials and I don't care that it would get more and more difficult because of the story... Fuck, I love the story and voice acting.

Even the story has already messed me up several times.

Deep into the Rabbit Hole, here I go.

Arc 4: The Path to Thorny Roses

Chapter 3: Little Match Girl

 

"Wha?! "

"??! "

When the participating second-year students found themselves in an unfamiliar environment, they had a variety of sentiments.

"This is..."

One of the Pomefiore second-year students, like the others, exclaimed in amazement.

"Did we get teleported?"

A Savanaclaw pupil mumbled and scratched his head. Riddle scowled as he reached forward to touch the fallen snowdrops.

"I was not cold, and I could not grasp it."

Azul and the other students look to Andersen for an answer. The latter responded to the question from behind their eyes.

"I have brought forth my story into reality. Nevertheless, we are still in the classroom, and all of this is a mere illusion. In the next class, everyone would pass me a 2500+ word essay about this story that you have chosen."

Some students nodded, while others looked around in astonishment. Azul wiped his spectacles clean and placed them back on his face.

"I have never seen such magic before, Professor."

Azul commented to Andersen while seeing the story develop in front of him. Ruggie, who was looking around, inquired nonchalantly.

"Since this is a story, who's the protagonist?"

Jade, who was looking at the false people in the distance, guessed.

"Since the title of the story is Little Match Girl, it was the little girl who was holding a basket of matches with bare feet."

Immediately, all of the students' eyes were drawn to the small child. They all grimaced when she saw she walked around with bare feet. She was not wearing cold-weather shoes. There was nothing on her head to cover the top of her head and hair. She merely wore an old, worn-out patched-up dress with an old apron over it. There are several matches on each side of the apron pocket.

One of the Pomefiore fellow students who is studying the small child, says this casually.

"Is this a rags-to-riches story? I can see where this is going. An orphan girl selling matches on the cold street would be found by a rich man or woman to be adopted into their family."