Chances

Tanaka Nami died on the 29th of September.

Her funeral wasn't held and her death process was fast, thanks to the lack of good deed to take into account. Her soul settled somewhere foggy where it wasn't good nor was it bad. The girl had no opinion on her 'life', to say the least.

However, those like her are restless. For whatever reasons, The Floaters are on a frequent hunt for sacred papers that descended from the Heaven once in a blue moon. Its rarity was like no other and for whatever reasons - too - it decided to land on Nami's head while she was picking fruits in the hazy forest.

Uninterested was one of the first ones to appear on her countenance. "This holy piece can fly to Hell and I still wouldn't give a damn!" - and even thought of trading the artifact for infinite food supplies.

But with every direction she floated, her speed decreased. A floater that can never floats again, not to mention with no legs; stress eventually consumed her. She will be stuck and die twice here - or risk being taken in and losing her independence streaks each day.

And so, she had no choice but to unfold the descent and succumb - for now.

✬-'-•~×-'·✬

"Wₕₑₙ yₒᵤ ₐᵣₑ gᵢᵥₑₙ ₒₙₑ ₘₒᵣₑ cₕₐₙcₑ ₐₜ ₗᵢfₑ, wₕₐₜ wᵢₗₗ yₒᵤ dₒ wᵢₜₕ ᵢₜ?"

Nami rolled her eyes, at least - what was left of her eyes. Chance and life. Two things so foreign and she wishes for them to stay that way.

"Either this, or I am going straight to Hell." She guessed, a distant ring going off as she did. A sigh managed to escape.

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[cover edited by me]