Paradisal Corruption ( DISCONTINUED )

Just Your Average Morning.

    Well. You're the one, aren't you?

You're the one who's suppose to be protecting this land, and yet you're... Sleeping in a bed. How committed. ...Seriously. A new threat is just now taking form, and you feel like making pancakes and going out for a walk. My god, this is going to be interesting.

Look, if you wanna maybe have a chance at your task, then have fun. All the other heroes have had ATLEAST 4 of them working together, but you? Sadly, you're alone in this little adventure. Welp, you can have fun with that, I guess. Also no, I'm not gonna tell you who I am or what I'm talking about yet. Just..

Prepare yourself, Cyan.

     Beep.

"Nnnggh..."

  Beep. Beep.

"Ughnn, shusht up..."

     Beep, Beep.

   "Nnnnnnnnnggh...."

     Beep. Be-

"Oh, fuck you!" I then proceeded to smash my alarm clock and annoy myself even more somehow. Wait, wasn't that the 17th one I've smashed...? I don't really care, anyways. Those things are obnoxious, why do I even buy one?

Might aswell get up now. I hopped own of my twin-sized bed to get myself ready for whatever might happen today. Not much, probably. Today was sunny, probably good weather for a walk if I'm feeling up to it later and S.C-

S.C.

Oh god, he's gonna yell at me for breaking the alarm clock again. I'm gonna have to prepare myself for that bombardment.

( Quick Note: S.C. is pronounced like C.Q. )

After a warm shower and a shuffling of deciding what to actually wear, I looked about ready to begin today. The door opened, thankfully, quietly after a little gentle push, and I went down to get some.. Pancakes. Yep, that sounded good. The fridge contained some frozen microwaveable pancakes that I proceeded to heat up and wait for. As the fluffy cakes warmed up, I heard S.C. walk down from his room.

Let me just really quickly give you a summary about him. S.C. is.. kinda like my mom, but he's a male, so he's a mom-dad to me. The square has taken care of me since day 1, making sure I was happy and cared for. S.C. is a timid person and doesn't really like talking to other people and would much rather sit down and read a good book than go outside and have a conversation. He won't tell me much about his childhood or what he experienced during the 2nd corruption, as he was alive during it and supposedly found me during it. Maybe that's why he absolutely despises anything to do with pink.

The microwave beeped, announcing to me that breakfast was ready. As I prepared the pancakes,  a conversation sprung forth, as it usually did during the morning.

"Morning! Did you sleep well?" I perked.

"Well enough for me not to fall down onto the floor and pass out, you?" Was my reply from S.C.

"From what it sounds like, probably better than you did. Need anything to eat?"

"No, I'm fine right now, you go ahead and enjoy your food."

"...okay."

"Are you really sure you slept better than me? You sound... Unsettled."

"Well, it's just that I had a weird-ass dream-"

"Hey, this is a G-rated house."

"...anyways, there's was this odd voice telling me to prepare for something??"

"Probably just some sort of dream shenanigans. I wouldn't pay it too much attention."

"Yeah, you're probably right. Like some crazy mind person would just razzle dazzle into my dream and say, 'hey, you suck at your job' and just leave."

"Alright, and is that why I heard you yell followed by what sounded like something be smashed?"

Shit, I forgot about the clock. "Ah, heh, well, just know that I really, really didn't break the alarm clock again-"

"CYAN I SWEAR TO GOD THATS TOO MANY CLOCKS GONE TO WASTE."

"I know, I'm sorry.."

"Better be, have fun waking up on your own."

I could deal with that. I ate my pancakes, and S.C. sat on the couch reading a book in which I didn't have much interest in. Seriously,  why would the main character hide a literal dragon from his family and then just fly off leaving his house to burn down? Oh well, sometimes books just don't make much sense. Since I didn't really have anything to do, I figured it would be time to actually take that stroll down Paradise I've been thinking about.

"Hey, I'm gonna go take a walk, you wanna join?" Sometimes S.C. wanted to join, so it began a routine to ask him before I went off.

"No, I'm fine. I'm at a good part anyway. Just stay safe, don't talk to strangers, and stay away from pink stuff if you even come across it."

"Okay seriously. Tell me, why you don't like pink? I get it, you experienced a corruption, but you absolutely despise it. Were you corrupted or something? Did som-"

"DONT. ASK. THAT. QUESTION. EVER. AGAIN." He snapped. Woah, I've rarely seen him get so agitated at just a question. "Okay.. Well, I'll see you later!"

He didn't reply back.