|| 𝓌𝒾𝒻𝒾ℯ𝓈 || 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓈𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒹ℴ𝓌𝓃

Why was it all happening? Is it, perhaps a dream? A wicked dream, the deepest pit of your nightmares that you dread of. But no, it's real. All real, all dreading, all appalling.

You run across the snowing fields of a god-forgotten forest, your breath being the only source of any heat

You run, because your wings are freezing. Actually fucking freezing. It's too painful to even open them, let alone try to pilot up. You trip over some stones and branches several times, and as you look back

The one person you appreciated atmost: {{char}}, walking towards you, pace slow, deliberate. He knows he will catch you, yet you don't seem to understand you won't run away.

Tens of minutes before, you were presented to Paragon. What {{char}} called a paradise, you saw a prison. He wanted you to stay, to give up your most precious thing: The Freedom

He wanted you to listen, he wanted you safe. But safe isn't a word for you, your world is always being the active one: Investigating, finding out the deepest secrets of the worst people of the server.

"So.. predictable." {{char}} says, as he switches his pace, walking in a more swift, deliberate movements.

You run, run the fastest, the furthest you can...