Cytus Chapter K (fanfiction)

Calamity - The Red Coronation

HEEEEYOOOO !!! THANKS FOR THE REEEAADDSS.. I gotta admit , my entries aren't edited so very sorry with the typos and mah grammar 

 Well new entry for ya guys :) 

This will be kinda short tho 

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Rosabel stared out of the porch bored. Iris is in her training to be a mighty knight leaving Rosabel stuck in boredom. "gwum gwum gwum..." Yup, she feels her life insipid. Look how she spout out random noises. When Iris entered her mine, she can't help but to think why choosing to be a knight? Isn't it dangerous? For the love of kingdoms she might pee in her shining armor as soon as she will enter the battlefield ! What in this world nothing but beauty made her to think of that? Okay, now Rosabel is pacing back forth while grumbling those words to her arms, flinging her arms at times.

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Rosabel heard something fragile broke and it peaked to the little girl's curiosity. She went to where the noise at, which led her to the hallways near where the porch at. "NO!" She flinched at the sudden scream. Why the scream? She quietly moved closer getting a better hear in the converation. "I WANT THEM ON THE GROUND...." The woman screamed in exasperation... and it sounded like her mom? "DEAD! I WANT THEM DEAD, CAN'T YOU TELL YOUR HUSBAND TO KILL THEM?!' Rosabel felt confused with the word "kill". Kill who? Rosabel is quitely aware that killing is bad, persecution is excluded though. she heard a faint voice who sounds defending her own against the raging woman. "NO! NO! NO! IF YOU DON'T, THEN THEY'LL TAKE MY THRONE! THIS KINGDOM WILL BE TAKEN!" Rosabel can't process anything due to the raging voice she is hearing... Seems like choosing to be a royal isn't anyway safer than knight.

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Days passed, Rosabel is now on her bed staring outside the window. She can't still fully process what her mother mean in "taking the throne" Who would take her throne? She scratched her head in frustration. Why can't she think of something? How will she protect her country if she is just like....this? Oh how she wish she is wise, smart and strong. She keeps on thinking until she smell something that burns her nose.... BURN?! She quickly stood up from bed and ran out... only to see fire around... "MOM?!" Rosabel quickly ran through the burning hallways "MOM?! THy HIGHNESS?!" It feels like a pile of ice bucket washing her over. Is she left alone?! Her running feet brought her to the living room and now seeing armored knights. She felt relieved and to see her parents are with them. Not until she saw how they struck their spears to her parents. Peircing their bodies.. In front of her. She was suddenly grabbed behind, covering her mouth and brought her to a place where no one can be seen. She ccoughed on how smokey the placed was on the strangers mouth before she struggled free from the person who then let her go. She turned to see it was one of her slaves. The woman in frfont of her had a serious face plastered on holding her tightly on the shoulders clearly holding back coughs. "Follow the path here.. and it will bring you outside ... t-..this place." Rosabel looked at her with clear confusion but somehow understand.

"Run"