Rain World spoilers ahead. Do not read if you intend to play the game Rain World or have not completed the game yet. This is a Rain World fan fiction following an ancient named Seven Thorns, Morning Wings and his companion and guide, Night the slugcat. Together, they will discover the meaning of ascension and what it truly means to let go of all earthly desires. Side note: My main place to post these is in the official Rain World Discord server in #stories. The community there is really great. I sometimes forget that I post things here, but I will try my best to remember that my Wattpad account exists!

A fanfiction of Rain World, a game by Video Cult. It's funny how nature adapts even when the world has tilted to its limit. The way entire societies crumble to nothing, and yet, time still turns like nothing happened. The fallen are buried under a sea of darkness, and at its surface, a new seed sprouts. But the fallen are still remembered. They leave behind their old shadows, their offspring, and the consequences of their decisions. Among the messy tangle of nature's regrowth sits a multitude of offspring and consequences, abandoned and left to their own devices. A young, orange slugcat, born in an artificial womb. A lonely traveler, in search of revenge and peace of mind. A small beast, in search of a true destiny. How will they shape their new world, and how many solutions does it take to fix one big problem?

It was a fine spring morning when a tiny creature came paddling in Moon's lonely chamber. She had known it was around. Iggy had taken a particular liking to the little fellow, and had inundated her with reports of its endless roaming. Not that she minded; her life was lonely and tedious, and it provided her with some much needed entertainment. She even found herself rooting for the little guy as he climbed, backflipped, crawled and fought its way through the decadent landscape of the world. Yet she never quite expected it to come quite this far into her superstructure. Cover by plasticdotexe on Instagram!