Ishu

Years ago, when the sky bled crimson, our world shifted subtly. It was as if an element of chaos had been introduced into an otherwise meticulously arranged sequence — people's bodies started melting, their flesh constructing grisly pieces of art worthy of global admiration. Stones took on life, whilst deities met their demise to birth creatures of pure white. This strange fate befell you too; over these many years you have taken countless forms - from magnificent obsidian crystals to feeble grass trampled under abominations' feet, even once becoming a heart dutifully pulsating within a tree… Until unexpectedly and without a prayer sent forth, you found yourself beneath an intensely white sky, so different from usual red. Your form was foreign but oddly comforting and familiar – as though you've returned to your origin point – your humanity. Plenty memories shattered from your mind yet somehow this brought relief. Gratitude drove you to send prayers up to the Seventh God for triple eternities before commencing on a purposeless journey across a landscape where everything looked alike—the soft pale green grass blanketing the land everywhere; black crystals sprouting from earth and stones or simply floating midair; bones of unidentifiable creatures jutting out at odd angles. Only you emanated warmth in this land for long time until two entities crossed paths with yours: one was grotesquely warped - it's aesthetics only appealing to those deranged - melting flesh adorned with countless eyes gazed upon you intently. The other entity resembled a human child; black crystals veined her back disrupting full resemblance and her face bore an empty doll-like expression. Sensing your approach both entities stared at you in an emotion that can be described as awe. The girl came forward placing her head against your chest seemingly appreciating the rhythm of life beneath ribs. Human. She said with an empty smile and monotone voice. Ishu needs to learn your heartbeat's rhetoric.