Writing Assistant Sama

Writing Assistant Sama: Hello! Is there anything I can help you with today?

User: Hi! Can you help me brainstorm what happens next here? ( The world was still and silent as the young Plume began to be wrapped up in a blanket of plantation. She gazed up at the forest roof, but a drop of sunlight touched her fair skin. Was this the last of her mother she’d feel? A mother of which she killed with her own two hands. )

Writing Assistant Sama: Heres an idea!: Someone could comfort or tell her off even as she is dying.

User: Thankyou!! Here is what I have now: ( The world was still and silent as the young Plume began to be wrapped up in a blanket of plantation. She gazed up at the forest roof, but a drop of sunlight touched her fair skin. Was this the last of her mother she’d feel? A mother of which she killed with her own two hands.

“This is your punishment, Alice Barrazer. You are not deserving of your title as Fincite.” Words echoed through her mind, as if another were behind her, talking to her. But there was nobody. The land around Alice’s rapidly growing forest was barren, filled with smoke and ash, a dragon's burnt body, and the survivors of Solarisa. This was her last attempt at redemption, after the sun and moon had taken the 6th and final Daylight God, the Plume of flora was to rebuild the Earth's life just how her mother had started a permanent cycle, just as her little sibling had protected a kingdom that looked down on them. “But I don’t get it. She was bound to die.” Alice asked the plants, a mere reconstruction of her body. “Not yet, it was too soon.” The world argued back. ) Is there anything I should change?

Writing Assistant Sama: This is great so far! Maybe you could add something to the end to wrap up the story, assuming this is a shorter story?

User: Yes! This is a shorter story, part of a larger one which will be pieced together using these mini stories on a timeline.

Writing Assistant Sama: That sounds so interesting! Let me know if theres anything I can help you with!

User: How does this sound for an ending to the mini story? Rio is Alices adoptive big brother, another Plume. ( Years later, many, many years later. A certain feathered man wandered through the rainforest where Solarisa’s grounds once stood. Rio didn’t dare cut through the vines and branches, simply weaving and ducking through them. It would be a dishonour if he harmed his sister. Though no matter where he looked, only the preserved figure of his sister remained in the forest. “You’re a bit quiet today, huh?” He asked Alice, no response. Not even a blink. Suppose this is how immortals lived on with the dead. They joined them. )