A Sliver of Silver

A world in need of help.

A bounty hunter in trouble for making her keep.

A new world without a purpose in these happenings.

Silveria Ambear is the sole survivor of the Heterochromia's. The last living of them. With nothing and no one left she finds refuge in the deepest part of the woods bordering her hometown, Averis. A cold-hearted soul, she chooses to make those worth the money suffer; she was a bounty hunter.

Nothing in her life was wrong. Nothing, until she met Noira. A demon from the Lucuis realm, a place no one dared to tread. It was far too dangerous to approach the area without getting murdered by stray rebels, or imprisoned by the local populace.

Injured and battered, Noira pleads to Silveria to help him, despite the mix match of her eyes, or the state of her living quarters. She still regrets her choosing to allow him to stay.

Maybe, if she had turned him away, none of this would've happened.

Maybe, she'd be in her hut, away from the mysterious machines that ran down the dark "clay" roads.

Maybe, she'd be in her world.

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