୨୧「𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗫 𝗜𝗦𝗘𝗞𝗔𝗜! 𝗙. 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥」
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When the clock struck midnight, you never expected that your late-night gaming session would be the last time you'd see your world. Trapped in the world of your favourit...
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୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅ ☆ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄
YOU STOOD FROZEN IN FRONT OF THE MIRROR, your mind whirling in a maelstrom of disbelief, fear, and urgency as you struggled to absorb the impossible reality surrounding you. The silk gown clinging to your body, the room dripping in unfamiliar opulence, the overwhelming scent of roses and beeswax—each detail pressed upon you with suffocating clarity, a constant reminder that this was no longer your world. Somehow, through a twist of fate or something far darker, you had become [Name], the character you had once controlled in Forsaken by the Crown.
Before you could properly process this horrifying shift, a sharp knock echoed through the grand room, its sound loud enough to send a shockwave of terror up your spine. You spun to face the door, every muscle in your body tensed, as though awaiting some unseen threat. The knock came again, firmer, more insistent this time, followed by a soft, all-too-familiar voice.
"My Lady, are you awake? It's Elise."
Elise. The name struck you like a lightning bolt. Your thoughts sharpened, dredging up memories of countless hours spent with her—[Name]'s trusted lady-in-waiting, the one person who had stood by her side in a world fraught with betrayal. She had been a lifeline in the game's unforgiving narrative, a confidante in a sea of enemies. But now, the stakes were real, and standing in [Name]'s shoes—or rather, her ornate, unfamiliar nightgown—filled you with a paralysing dread. What were you supposed to say? How were you supposed to act? You barely knew how to navigate this world as a player, and now you were living it.
"My Lady?" Elise's voice softened, tinged with concern, as though she could sense something was amiss. You took a deep, steadying breath, forcing yourself to respond. You couldn't afford to falter. Not now.
"Y-Yes, come in," you called, cringing inwardly at the tremor in your voice. It sounded foreign to your ears, a far cry from the composed elegance you needed to project. You mentally chastised yourself, reminding yourself that hesitation could cost you dearly in this world.
The door creaked open, and entered, her presence a soothing balm despite the confusion and fear gnawing at the edges of your mind. She was exactly as you remembered her from the game, only now, standing before you, she felt far more real. Her soft blonde hair was gathered loosely in a braid that fell over her shoulder, framing her kind, delicate face. Her large green eyes were filled with gentle warmth as she smiled at you, but behind that warmth, you could sense her worry. Her loyalty had always been steadfast, but now, you had to rely on that loyalty in ways you had never imagined.
"Good morning, My Lady," Elise greeted, her voice a familiar melody that calmed the frantic beat of your heart. "I was beginning to worry when you didn't answer right away." Her expression softened, her eyes searching yours for any sign of distress. "Did you sleep well?"
