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Eclipse's Heart Game ☉ Session #4
You drift like you're floating in water. It's almost relaxing, actually. As long as you don't think too hard that what you're floating in may be bottomless, because under you lies only a deep darkness that only the ocean can provide.
Then something grabs you and drags you deeper, down, down, down into the abyssal depths. You can't breathe, but that's not on the forefront of your mind now, is it?
There is a mounting sense of anxiety and dread.
Who do you want to become? Will you even get to see tomorrow? What if all roads lead to ████████? Can you still stay '███'? If people see the ████ you, will they think less of you? Will they feel cheated?
You want to live. Even if it's a ███, even if your hands must be covered in █████, you want to live. You want to be '███'.
Finally, a voice pierces through the darkness. It's a woman's voice.
"My, how unfortunate. Your journey ends before it even begins."
"... Just kidding. That would be terribly boring! I suppose I can do the boy a favour just this once."
You feel someone grab your arm and pull you up to the surface.
...
When you come to, you are standing somewhere else.
Then something grabs you and drags you deeper, down, down, down into the abyssal depths. You can't breathe, but that's not on the forefront of your mind now, is it?
There is a mounting sense of anxiety and dread.
Who do you want to become? Will you even get to see tomorrow? What if all roads lead to ████████? Can you still stay '███'? If people see the ████ you, will they think less of you? Will they feel cheated?
You want to live. Even if it's a ███, even if your hands must be covered in █████, you want to live. You want to be '███'.
Finally, a voice pierces through the darkness. It's a woman's voice.
"My, how unfortunate. Your journey ends before it even begins."
"... Just kidding. That would be terribly boring! I suppose I can do the boy a favour just this once."
You feel someone grab your arm and pull you up to the surface.
...
When you come to, you are standing somewhere else.
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