GardenOfPurpleAzalea
Looking up at the star-lit sky, the fallen knight's hidden face formed into a somber state. She sighed in retrospective contemplation, before looking back at her two unknown visitors.
"I have failed my life's mission. The sun has set, and so too will the age of fire."
The catgirl raised her eyebrows, while the long-haired boy covered his face with a palm, a migraine soon to form. The girl, still in confusion, let out a more reactive statement.
"What the fu-"
Or: An adventurer from a cruel place, in a not-so-cruel world.
[Crossposted on ao3 and fanfiction.net (i recommend ao3, i write cool poems and respond there mostly)]