I woke up in a field. It was daylight. The sun shone on the tall green grass. I was lying down. I got up, brushed off the grimy dirt that was on my bottoms, and looked around. I was alone in the middle of nowhere. There was nobody else in sight, only me. By the way, who am I?
I think I am about fifteen, more or less. I take another, closer, look at my surroundings. I can't see a thing anywhere. However, I do see a small pond. I don't question it. I look down. I am wearing a black simple black dress with a red spiderweb pattern, that goes to about my knees. I have light skin, and black hair. I have no shoes on. But the thing that really catches my eye, are my eyes. I have black slits for pupils, and the irisis are a bright red color. Who am I?
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HellChild
حركة (أكشن)A child of raw unearthed power emerges from Hell. She is about fifteen. She died while in battle in her previous life, and has been given a second chance at it. She is assigned a mission: to kill all of the living. Will she change her fate and live...
