Paradisal Corruption ( DISCONTINUED )

To Fix the Unfixable

    

...What is going on?

  One moment everything seemed gone, enveloped into a grasp of pure darkness. The next, light returned to my vision. I was standing in a field of blue grass, the slow breeze making the place seem more mysterious. Sitting a bit farther away from me was a figure. I couldn't make out who or what they were, though.

 "Where am I?!" I cried out. Fear stirred through my body. 

"Oh, don't be so panicky, death is something you should start getting used to."

WHAT THE FUCK.

 The breeze stopped suddenly. "Could you please elaborated mister mysterious?"

The figure seemed to move a bit, maybe turning to look at me, if it wasn't already before. "You heard what I said loud and clear. It's fine, most of you are shocked the first time it happens."

"I'm still very unsettled and confused."

"Look. You died, but it won't be for too long."

Stutters of confused gibberish escaped through. Whoever the hell this, erm, thing is I don't like so far.

"You said I'm dead." I finally began, "Shapes just don't magically come back to life, or am I living in a fantasy world and I don't know it?"

The thing chuckled. Their voice was so... I can't describe it. Not male, not female, in between almost. "You should know by now you're not like most shapes, am I correct."

"I mean I figured that out probably two days ago so sure?"

"Cyan, you're an actual hero, big responsibilities."

"But why me? All those stories about the previous ones have noble, heroic shapes to stop the crisis, not some ten-year-old square boy! PLUS there's more than one so why do I have to be the shape to put up with this bullshit?!"

"You've been a hero since birth, it's not a lottery. No hero is perfect, every single one had their faults."

I groaned because of stress.

"Paradise relies on you."

"Can't any other shape do it?"

"'Any other shape can't do what you're capable of. You're the only shape that can go into Levels, purify pieces of the Tree of Life, and it's almost impossible for you to turn into a corrupted."

"Damn well Corrupted Cyan would've been interesting to see."

They didn't respond to that. Utter silence filled the area. Seconds ticked by.

"It's time for you to go back, Cyan." The figure spoke.

"Wait, what? Where, exactly?"

"To Paradise. Finish what was began."

I still don't get it, or believe in this coming back to life shit. "Everything is over for me, I don't even want to go back!"

"Cyan. No. It's not over for you."

Everything seemed like it was fizzing away, and I was slowly plunging into a pool of nothingness.

"It's not over."

That was the last thing I heard before-