The Pawn of Ink [Twisted Wonderland Reader Insert]

Pawn to G4

Aah... My dear beloved.

I'm sinking. Ripples of tar latch onto my legs, dragging me down towards its daunting depths. I thrash around, looking around me for something to hold on, but there was nothing. I was alone in a sea of black goo.

A lovely and noble flower of evil

Shocked by the sight of nothing but murky tar and muddied skies beyond the horizon, a string of blot jumps out and pulls on my hair harshly. My back arches backward, screams of pain left my mouth.

Truly, you are the most beautiful of all

I screamed bloody hell as more and more tendrils of ink popped up from below and clung onto me. I struggled and thrashed but to no avail, I was slowly ascending to my supposed death.

Mirror, mirror on the wall

An alluring voice fades in, and a low glow appears before an intimidating mirror loomed over me. I couldn't concentrate on the voice, only my sight caught capture of the scene before me. I was getting desperate.

Who is the...?

Green flames erupted within the frame of the mirror. The voice seemed to grow louder, piercing through my struggle. The mirror approaches me slowly.

Those who are guided by the dark mirror

I unknowingly reached my free hand out towards the mirror. The emerald fire almost seems to hypnotize me. Soon the flames die, and a hand peers out of the mirror, begging me to take its grip and follow it.

As long as your heart desires,

"I want to leave; I need to leave. I don't deserve this!"

Take the hand that appears in the mirror

The pact's been sealed.

Flames that can turn the moon to ashes

Ice that can freeze time

Earth that can swallow the sky

Show no fear to the power of darkness

Come now, show me your power.

We only have a little bit of time left.

At all costs, do not let go of that hand.

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[A/N: Sorry for any grammar mistakes! ]