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⋆⑅˚₊ ❝ There are far better things ahead than the ones we leave behind. ❞ ◌༉‧
- C.S Lewis
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Y/N is a quiet reserved girl who has walls built around her. Her distant stoic facade is brought up. Her blood-stained ha...
[A/N: This has been slightly edited due to me changing the story's plot. The edits will make more sense while I continue to write the story.]
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THIRD PERSON P.O.V ・‥...━━━☆ A girl awoke to her usual bright room. Nothing but a simple bed with white sheets, a wooden dresser for her small amount of clothes, and a desk to do her studies.
[Narrator] This is Y/N, age 10 She lives with her only older sister, Atlas. Atlas is taking care of Y/N and herself at the age of 16. Y/N acts rather mature and formal due to the circumstances she has had to go through.
'If only that lasted..'
In the room lies simple white curtains which hang on top of the window to cover the warm sunlight coming in through her window. Her bright [E/c] blinking to adjust to the new sunlight seeping in. 'It's morning. I should get ready.' She thought.
The little girl gets out of her bed and walks around, the wood flooring creaking as she goes. She heads to her wooden dresser and grabs a simple white blouse, detailed with ruffles. A black skirt, some knee-high socks, and black shoes to accompany the shirt. Once her attire has been worn she grabs her brush. She brushes her messy [H/L] [Color] hair. Once done she heads out the door.
Entering the bathroom she brushes her teeth. Once done she heads out not needing a shower due to her showering the night before. She heads to the kitchen to greet her sister.
[Narrator] Her sister was a very beautiful lady even though she was only 16. She had beautiful wavy hair with the color of snow on a cold winter day. Gorgeous eyes that hold the color of a rose on a spring day. Plump lips that hold the color of blood. Which accompany her bright red eyes. Her magic is cryokinesis. The ability to manipulate ice.
"Hello atlas." Y/N spoke. "Hello Y/N! Ready for the day to get started?" Atlas spoke with a closed eye smile. "Of course. What are we doing today?" Y/N spoke while eating the food that was prepared for her. "Well today we're going to go to this guild!" Atlas said happily. "I see. What are we going to do there?" Y/N questioned her sister. "Oh don't worry you're not joining. Just visiting for something." Atlas stated. 'I'm not joining? But what about you.?' Y/N questioned in her mind. "I see. Thank you Atlas." Y/N spoke. She stood up from her chair and went to clean the dishes. While Y/N was cleaning dishes Atlas went out the room to her bedroom.
'Lies..so gullible.'
"She's coming to the guild sir. She's fallen for the bait. We'll be able to start soon." Atlas stated on her portable lacrima. "Perfect. Make sure she does not find out what so ever or else. Also make sure my daughter is up to date on her studies." He stated sternly. "Of course. Whatever you wish." Atlas stated. "Thank you Atlas." He stated. The portable lacrima turns off and atlas is left with her thoughts. "Tch. It's always her." Growled Atlas.
