"I'm [name], you know? The god?"
In which the god of justice and the (now) former hydro archon lives even past her execution, but in a brand new world, with new laws, and a completely different seven.
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Waking up once more was certainly... unexpected. You felt your head sever from your body, so how were you still alive!? And why did your head hurt more than your aching neck.
But what confused and concerned you more than the thought of both yours and Furina's hard work and the future of Fontaine going down the drain, was that you felt like you were in a box. A wooden box. A coffin maybe? You did see a few of those in your time actually, so your idea may not be too far off.
Suddenly, you heard the sound of pitter patter. Nothing like a soothing sound of rain and water, but maybe an animals paws hitting a polished ground. How strange, would it be one of those fuzzy animals Furina often finds herself taken with? You want to see it in person too!
But most importantly. What was that noise?
"I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me...!" You heard from right outside the box that trapped you. As the pitter patter sound got louder, even if it was slightly muffled by the walls that surrounded you. This is so amusing, you want to see the show already!
Pushing against the lid, it didn't budge, but you supposed that shouldn't be all that surprising. You did consider yourself one of the most physically weak of the archons, but even so! You're an archon, so the wood should have budged or cracked or something..!
"Urgggh... This lid weighs a ton! Try this on for size! Mya-ha!" Suddenly all you saw was blue. Not the beautiful blue of calming waves or the angered blue of an angry ocean. But the horrible blue of fire, Destroying the coffins lid.
'Fire.'
You thought distastefully. You didn't really enjoy fire, as beautiful as it was it was, it was the cause of a lot of suffering, and the pyro archon could be brash too. Never thinking out things as much as she should have.
"Now to grab the goods...What?! You ain't supposed to be awake!" The voice yelled angrily as you stepped out of the coffin.
With a small smile on your face you looked around the room outside. What surprised you was the floating coffins that surrounded you in the dark and strange looking room, though, you did not see what being had the audacity to burn the wood that held you prisoner so you did the only sensible thing, look at the ground.
Here you saw a small gray cat with a three forked tail. Strange, you've never heard of a cat with such an odd tail and with the ability to talk? What a strange thing to add to the plot! This development may make things exciting.
"A talking cat? How strange" you smiled down at the cat with flaming ears.
"How... How DARE YOU! I am not A CAT! I'm Grim, sorcerer extraordinaire!" He glared "Tch. Whatever. You...human! Just gimme your uniform, and be quick about it!"
"I'm a hurry are we?" You chuckled, looking down at the 'uniform' he was talking about only remembering the last outfit you were wore was your own archon outfit during your execution.
