Defamation [Neuvillette X Reader]

Oceanid

Primordial water has always been a sensitive topic amongst fontainians. The infamous prophecy of a dissolving curse bestowed upon the people... but, met with the impartial gaze of Iudex in those final moments you are certain there is no crueler fate than to perish at the hands of your beloved.

Perhaps that is how you were able to crush the vile without hesitation, preferring to dissolve

Broken shards of glass cuts at your hand, the blood diluting from the splash. At the same instance, the manifested fatal waterfall clashes down with intent to drown as you dissolved. With two instantaneous methods, the true cause of your impending doom would be unclear- if it even mattered at that point.

A terrifying experience to have water rush painfully through your lungs as your entire existence began to fade into dark tranquillity.

-

Your face scrunches in annoyance at the repeated tapping of a paw. The soft hazy figure of a familiar Melusine looming over slowly came into focus. The one that tormented your dream at the fortress...

"wakey wakey"
she waved her mitt

"you... you're the ghostly melusine!"
you quickly sat up, as if she'd run again

"This is just as I suspected"
she brought a paw to her chin, muttering to herself

"Wait- aren't I supposed to be dead... am I dead?"

You begun to question the logistics, scanning your surrounding attentively. The opera house was eerily empty, much like that dream.

"Not quite dead but not quite alive either"
she points out

"What is all this?"

"This is the shoreline, silly"

"The what?"
you repeated apprehensively

"The line between life and death"

"How am I even here, shouldn't I have dissolved?"

You looked grimly at the ground, the last thing you expected was time to contemplate all the choices that led up to this moment. How could a simple thing as death be done improperly?

"Well yes, if the primordial water didn't dilute"

"Ah, that's just my luck..."
you sighed

"Yes, you are lucky"
she agrees

"That was sarcasm..."
you explained to the naive Melusine

"Hm? You are lucky though"
she asserts

you looked around in disbelief
"What about any of this is lucky?"

"Most don't get a second chance but, you do"

You blinked blankly, registering the implication of her words. This was a rare experience but is a second chance really what you want? To return to the cruel state in which you left or face the people...
You crouched down, hugging your knees in despair.

She notices your pensive expression,
"Don't you want proper judgment?"

"What is the point anymore, If I return or not? Haven't I already wasted my life?"