it's over. // a jsab fanfic

Creative interpretation of the Rhythm/Bullet Hell game, Just Shapes and Beats.

Just Shapes and Beats belongs to Berzerk Studio. I hold no credit for this glorious game's creation and am simply a creative writer adapting an existing story for artistic purposes. I gain no money via the writing of this story.

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When Cyan woke up that morning, he'd expected to have the same mundane day as he had the day before, and the day before that. Wake up, eat breakfast, jog to the Tree of Life for training, and go back home a few hours before dinner. But as soon as he glanced out the window and saw the horror unfurling outside, he knew his day would be anything but drab.

If anything, it'd be an absolute apocalypse.

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(i don't write a whole bunch, so if the plot makes absolutely no sense, plz forgive me fr 🙏)

((poorly done cover moment >:D))