Has a rewritten version under the same name
Acnologia lands on an old island, thought to be abandoned long ago after he is injured. He heads to the top of the island, knowing that he will be able to see any enemies approaching from there. When he g...
Before I start, here's the picture of Miyako with her fringe back. Sorry that it's not that good quality. It was rushed.
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Now on to the chapter
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Miyako's pov
I woke up, feeling cold. I opened my eyes and looked around. The shrine was empty. Only I was inside. "Did Acnologia go off to get food or something?" I asked myself which was something I got used to after what would 100 years of solitude if I hadn't talked to the few humans who came here for treasures.
I got up and turned into my animal form, sniffing around the area for hiis scent. I searched the forest.
Nothing.
I then searched the buildings.
Still nothing.
I finally went down the steps to the beach and turned to my human form before freezing. There was gaint claw marks in the sand which could only be from a dragon and they were made recently. They also had Acnologia's scent.
He left.
I stood still for a while before I finally snapped. I turned into a shadow and going into the shrine, slamming the door shut. Once the doors were shut and the entire building was shrouded in darkness, I started tto laugh.
"What did you expect? Of course he left. Your nothing but a crazy monster who talks to themselves and switches between their old and new personality" I laughed to myself, growling at the word monster.
I stumbled over to my nest and lay down, still laughing. After a few minutes, the humour of the situation disappeared. I growled in anger and balled up my fists.
I let out a howl of anger, blasting shadows in all directions. Items were either destroyed or knocked over from the force of my magic as I stared at my hands, panting heavily.
I slammed my hands down on the ground, splintering the old wood which jabbed my hands, leaving splinters. I shook my hands, not even caring about the mild pain.
"If he was going to leave then he should have just left me to die" I snarled. I lay down on my nest, staring up at the ceiling.
I ended up getting bored of that and I wasn't able to fall asleep so I sat up. My eye twitched as I laughed again. "I'm losing it. I'm losing my mind. Not like it wasn't already lost before" I laughed, running my fingers through my hair.
I turned into my animal form and stalked around the room. I didn't notice a candle that had fallen on the floor had set some old fabric alight and stepped on it, the pain shooting through my body.
I turned to my human form, kneeling on the floor and looked at my hand. Smoke rose from it and bits of skin had blistered slightly. I twitched my eye then set a candle alight, putting out the small fire.
I kept letting my hand touch the flame, my skin blistering as a result. I looked at my hand again and laughed. "Screw you Acnologia. I thought you'd be the one but you just turned out to be a massive dick" I snarled under my breath.
This kind of thing continued on all day and night and I couldn't care less anymore. I had finally gone back into my insanity.
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Its short but oh well.
Also wouldn't be an Irondragon4 story if one of the main characters didn't have some sort of physical or emotional trauma that can make for sad scenes or fighting.
But seriously that seems to be a trend with my books.
Bet you guys weren't expecting Miyano to be mentally insane.
I thought it fit her character. I mean who wouldn't go insane after you kill everyone you know and are forced into isolation unless someone comes to the place your at but only lasts a few days.
