SharaugFrancisAtlas
"Don't you see, (Y/n)? There's so much more out there for you!"
". . . Wow. Great."
(Y/n) had been alive since the 13th century. She had the mind of an elder, yet had the body of a . . . teenager; one of the prices she had to pay with the curse that had been placed on her years ago. She wasn't really complaining, though - she was always a child at heart, and it also made getting away with stupid things easier.
(Y/n) lives in a decently sized cottage alone; hidden behind the mist of the waterfall she had built her house behind, covered by the shrubbery of the forest.
It was supposed to be a normal day. But, nooo. She just HAD to be one of the five people chosen to save the World's of Nine. Because A P P A R E N T L Y she wasn't allowed to just sit back and relax. Uh-uh. No sir-y! Nothing but hard workers here!
Sigh . . . this was gonna be a LONG journey, wasn't it?
[] WARNING! []
* Mentions of abuse, depression, self harm and such will be mentioned in this story! Not a lot, but it will be. So, if you are sensitive to those topics, then I suggest you be careful. I will try to remember to put warnings at the beginning of chapters just in case.