Starting Idea-Raven

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Warning: Suicide, Death, Self Harm, Cussing, Gore, Blood

It was about four in the morning, an hour before her alarm clock was supposed to go off, yet the young girl was far from sleep. She sat in the corner of her bathroom, her phone face down on her lap and headphones blaring Twenty One Pilots in her ears. The forever chat had completely gone silent, and her head throbbed from the feeling of abandonment. In her hand was a silver blade hovering over her blood soaked wrist. Raven's hand shook violently, too weak to hold anything from the blood loss. Her cat looked at her, concern on his face. The first time she had ever seen him express an emotion besides joy or pain. Soon her vision became blurry, then full on black.

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“Where the fuc-”

“Hello, Raven.” A voice sounded, no gender, no accent, but all genders and all accents at the same time.

“WHERE THE FUCK AM I?” The girl shouted into the dark, her body laced with panic.

“No where, everywhere. But that's besides the point. I’m sorry it took so long to get to you, but the others took longer than expected.”

“What do you mean ‘others’?”

“Hmm, yes, I suppose you need to know why you’re here, don’t you? Hello, I am Forever and I’m here to let you start a new life, and seeing from your mental and body state, you need it.”

“Start…..a….new life- I’m… DEAD?”

“Yes….No. Whatever, I’m losing time so shut up. Follow the light, find your friends, all that jazz. I really need to go, being a Goddess requires a lot of wor-” More dark, great.


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