Endyr opened her eyes. She was floating in a dark abyss, and there was a shadow being cast onto her.... She could barely make out a figure, but heard the flapping of wings, and the feeling of the ting to respawn.
"Child... Your glitched. Please stop trying to respawn..." A gentle, feminine voice cooed, " or can you not control it...? Even so... Please come with me."
The voice was comforting to Endyr, and she took the hand that she could see, it was covered in Coal black scales, but was soft. Endyr could feel a surging pain erupt, and then realized she could not see out of her right eye.
"Child. I have made something for you, so I can tend to your wound that cannot heal. You are a spirit after all. " the voice said.
"I-I'm a ghost...?" Endyr said shocked.
"B-b-but..."
"Child... Will you accept my gift? If you accept it, take it as a second chance to live." The voice sounded a bit urgent." You don't have much time left in the void, please do, before you are forced to go to the Ather.."
"O-okay.... I wanna see issy again... I... I wanna see issy again." Endyr said. "Issy was my friend... I never got to say goodbye or to play with him one last time!"
Endyr saw the hand start glowing, a sphere like object started forming, and Endyr felt a tug at her spirit self to enter it.
"Let yourself go inside it... I'll see you soon, you'll have a body again too child."
"W-wait... What is your name?" Endyr said," I wanna know it... Before I go.."
"My dear, it's Raveia." The voice, Raveia, stated.
"T-thank you.... Raveia." Endyr said, then let herself go with the tug from the object , blacking out.
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The Tale of Endyr Serifi: the beginning
Fantasy"Endyr, this is only the beginning of your marvelous tale..."
