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What does it mean to hope? Does it mean to pin your dreams on a distant wish? Or does it mean to fight with everything you have to see something through?
Nana wouldn't know. She stopped hoping a long time ago. Maybe, then, she doesn't need hope to function.
The Phoenix Drop Alliance's best agent is used to this life. She's grounded herself in skill and purpose. Where other's worlds have fallen apart, hers was scraped together and built up from the ground through her grit and determination. She's used to this. She's used to everything.
But even still... even though she would never admit it to anyone, and she hates admitting it to herself... Nana's tired. Tired of running, fighting, and surviving.
But then again, what other choice does she have?
Characters all belong to Aphmau/Jessica Bravura. This is just a work of labor and love, and I will not be profiting off of this fanfiction in any way! Wattpad Ai filtering thingy majig, please don't come for me 😭🙏
Coverart drawn by me, traced off of a pinterest base, couldn't find the original artist. Rendered by my younger sibling.
Uploading schedule: Not sure yet. Probably won't get updates for a really long time since I am focused on a different story instead.
Without further ado, please enjoy the story!
A/N: I had a much cooler description written for this, but then I clicked out without saving and it all disappeared... I'M CRASHING OUT RN GOD I HATE THIS😭