Wuthering Tales Of The Guardian (in construction of editing)

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 36 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪

                                                                                         Fuck, I love you. . .

It's not the ending for all of us, but it is for him. . . no, for you. . . 

Circe: You little-

you were currently running from her as she chases you with a Pan, reincarnation of Rapunzel? hell no. 

Hours before. . . 

Let's rewind back when you awoke from your slumber, but there was a chicken on your chest. 

Max: huh? what the-

the chicken then dropped an egg on his chest, leaving you stunned. at least it didn't crack, right? nah, it straight up created a mess on your shirt. you then grumbled and sat up, taking tissues from your inventory and wiping the mess. you changed your shirt to a white loose shirt. 

Circe: you're such a weird man. 

Max: GAH!? STOP THAT!

Circe looked at you, from the top to the bottom. circling you like a hawk, giving you shivers. 

Circe: not bad, what land do you come from, man? 

Max: I-I just don't remember. 

Anya help me. . .

Anya: you're on your own this time sadly. 

System. . .

System: sadly I can only give you advice, you lost your memories. 

Max: I lost my memories kay, I don't remember much.

Circe: still does not justify you took my potion for evil deeds. tell me, whom are you trying to make falling in love with you? a princess? a beautiful nymph? a human woman? 

Max: what? no! as if, now why would I do that. 

Circe: numerous men attempted to acquire it, it's one of the most sought item. 

Max: look, I don't want any woman. what good will it give me? 

Circe: true, 99% receives bad endings. 

Max: even if I were to be in love, I'd want the woman to live happily than to ruin things for her. 

Circe squinted her eyes at you, both of you having intense eye contact. she comes a bit closer to you, observing your eyes with her clear ocean blue eyes almost sending you to a spell or some sort.