shikanoinns
"Let me help you", a gentle voice whispered from the heavens above. The mortal -a child, no older than ten- merely shook their head.
"No need." the child cast their gaze down, their eyes fixated upon a being, a fetus still in the womb.
"What are you thinking, little mortal?" the voice queried, following their gaze to the undeveloped infant. The child crouched down, reaching their hands downwards in an attempt to reach the fetus, an mournful expression upon their face.
"Are they going to turn out like me?"
"Depends on their decisions" the voice hummed
"I'm sorry," the child whispered, knowing full well that the fetus couldn't hear them
"Good luck, (Y/n)."
started 11/22/21