Coalesce | Eclipse Series #1

Coalesce | Eclipse Series #1

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Endō Aisha lacks the sense of pain. With her current health state, she tried everything to feel something. Even just a little. And apart from this problem, she had walls built around her quite literally in order to protect the cherished heritage bestowed upon her lineage. Sick and tired of all these chains that bound her away from reality and the rest of the world, she relied wholly on the unrequited love she had for her childhood best friend who has grown cold towards her, as a motivation to move forward. But she didn't expect that they would ever get to talk normally again. . . nor end up in the state of drowning. The whispers of the past have created a ballad of which no one has ever heard of yet. As if she was ever willing to let them. Though I'm curious as to what exactly happened 14 years ago. And what is that sweet scent? ☾☀☽☀☾☀☽ Photo not mine. Credits to the artist. Haii!! I'm Lychee and this is my debut story. And if I happen to catch any readers or fans, I'll wholeheartedly call you guys my little White Lys. Why? I don't know. It just sounds cool.
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╰┈➤ ❝ [I stood there in unequivocal revelation, the lagging pain slowly catching up with me, but before I could release a fraction of the pain into my screaming, a bell rang, and suddenly, pilfered from my body was the ability to move. My face neutral and my muscles disabled as I fell face-first into the hard, scathing rock that lay unmoved before me.] 》* 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ * 。° 。 • ˚《 Imagine awakening in an environment you deemed unfamiliar, your back thrumming in pain, with your mind staying clear of how you ended up there or simply the moments that lead to your position. You try to find a way out and later realize that you can't even remember who you are; your memories purged, your identity unknown. It takes you a good amount of time, pain, and effort, and eventually you manage to gather tiny fragments of who you were along with the trauma of how you retrieved it, but it's okay, maybe it's all worth it as you finally make contact with another person. Turns out she was your best friend. Finally, it looks like all is turning up until you learn of all the inhumane things you've done in your past, things that evade your newfound morals, things that were so detrimental to society that when you hear the reason as to why you've been enduring such agony, you understand why. How many people did you even end up hurting? What did you do that was so bad, that it made millions wish the absolute worst of you? What will you do now?

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