"So black, black as it can be..
The darker sea gets deeper the closer you get.."
(Name)'s eyes flutter open, awoken by the uncomfortable weight on their body. Chan yeol slept soundly on (name)'s stomach, 'they're so heavy..' (name) thought, trying to push him off them.[demon like judge of fire scolds (name) for being inconsiderate.]
'Jeez.. okay..'
(Name) sighs, resting their self on the cold stone seat. 'Come to think of it, I never checked the kid's skills.. it wouldn't hurt to take a peek right?'
NAME: Chan Yeol
AGE: 12
CONSTELLATION SPONSOR: queen of order
ATTRIBUTES: ??
PERSONAL SKILLS:
[strength LV 2]
[agility LV 1]
[stamina LV1]
[absolute rule LV 1]
[mana LV 1]OVERALL EVALUATION: chan yeol is still developing, cannot give evaluation.
'You bastard system.. how come you're nice to the kid but not me!?' (Name) smiled through gritted teeth, an irk mark growing on their forehead.
'Absolute rule huh.. sounds scary.'
'oh he's awake.'
Chan yeol sat up and rubbed his eyes, "good morning. Have you slept well?" (Name) asked, the ravenette nodded.
"I don't have toothbrushes now, I'll make sure to get one for the both of us when I pass by an infirmary. For now chew on mints." (Name) said, dropping the mints in the boy's hands.
Chan yeol hesitated for a second before popping the mints in his mouth. His eyes squinted, the corners curled. 'Was the mint really that strong??'
"Hey are you okay??"
Suddenly, chan yeol started to choke and cough.
"Hey!! Spit it out!" (Name) instructed, reaching out their palm in front of chan yeol's mouth, who quickly spat out the mints. 'Ugh.. saliva..'
"Don't force yourself to take them. It must've been too strong for you, I'll find a toothbrush for you as soon as possible."
"I'm sorry.."
"You don't have to be sorry for something dumb." (Name) sighs
"Am I dumb..?" Chan yeol pouts
"Huh no? I meant the situation you need to apologise for."
"So is this an indirect way to say I'm saying something stupid?" Chan yeol got even more upset.
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My lord my saviour | orv
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