Aliza panted when she finally reached the cave marked on the map. The sun was high in sky, shining bright. The village was bustling below, looking like a toy village. She turned to the cave. Pulling a flashlight out, she clicked it on.
The cave was dark and cold. Water dripped from the ceiling. Aliza looked around, not noticing the vine.
She tripped with a scream of surprise, the flashlight slipping from her hand.
And Aliza fell.
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She had fallen over a thousand feet, but she was alive. Aliza sat up with a groan, looking around. The girl laid on a field of wilted, dead flowers.
Except for that one.
"Howdy!"
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FanfictionFor years, Aliza has wondered about her real family. Now a clue in an old picture, the only thing left of her mother, finds Aliza climbing Mt. Ebott. In this twisted new world, she finds herself a pawn of a demon.
