This is gonna be one of those cringe self inserts lmao.
And spoilers for the game ig.
✧*｡✧*｡ A twenty-one year old girl dies in an embarrassing way and reincarnates into a world of magic, talking animals and violence. There's more to it, but read a...
WARNING: Mature language, existential crisis moment, body dysmorphia moment
,,•ǝɯıʇ sıɥʇ noʎ dlǝɥ ʇ,uoʍ ı,,
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At the crack of dawn her father came to her room, opening it and shaking her awake. Ari protested against it, but he wouldn't stop until she was up so she obliged begrudgingly.
She sits up, slowly remembering why she had to wake up at this god forsaken hour and gets ready. Considering it's cold she wears pants and a normal shirt, then making her way down to where her father would be waiting for her.
She opens the door, shivering when her fur feels the fresh cold air of the dawn. Meanwhile her father stands right by the woods with a stoic face, unfortunately it seems her mother won't be wishing her luck nor saying her goodbye.
"I've placed down items that you may take with you. But you may only have two of them. Choose what you need and leave in whichever direction. I except you back by the same time tomorrow or you will be presumed missing.."
"Or dead."
Ari finishes for him, crossing her arms with a hard frown and glare as he nods. He doesn't say more, gesturing to a small table with six items. She looks at each, frowning when a weapon isn't an option.
'Let's see..' she saw empty glass potion bottle, A satchel, box of matches, lantern, rope and a blanket.. not many good options from what she saw.
'The only things I can remotely see as useful would be the bottle and the satchel.' Her eyes glance to the matches 'but I would need those to make a fire..' concentrating on what to do and what decisions to make, the little raccoon glances back to her dad. Seeing that he's watching her.
With a sigh Ari picks up the satchel and the glass bottle, holding them up and shaking them to show him what she's decided to take. He bobs his head up and down, arm lifting in the direction of the woods.
"Your last test starts the moment you step into the woods."
Not even a goodbye or good luck? But Ari knew that the man wouldn't say anymore than he felt he needed to. It still bothered her though.
Taking a look at the woods, they're the same as they've always been. The same trees, plants and other stupid things she's seen through out her three years living in this world. Taking one more glance at the man who'd been training her for one year Ari huffs, saying nothing more to the man as she walks into the woods. Not even sparing the man a second glance, not promising him that she'd return, nothing. Just pure silence as the eight year old takes her steps into the woods, tail swishing behind her for only ten minutes of the walk.
She turns back, looking to see if her father was following her or at least in eye sight. When he wasn't and she was sure that he nor anyone would see her, her tail comes up infant of her, the furry tip of her tail uncurling and dropping something into her paws.
