idolpro | Heart Game: Sol [#01]

... [nods]

Okay. Wish me luck.

[moves closer to the frozen door again and presses her palm against it, once more]

You feel deep-seated loneliness again. Why are you doing this, or anything...?

Your Life decreases by 50 points.

Edited 2019-02-26 06:10 (UTC)

[No.

She closes her eyes, focusing on that feeling, but most of all focusing on trying to reach the source of it. She thinks again of how it feels to use Thermo-dynamic, on her whole body's temperature slowly raising to the point where the room is affected too. She presses her other hand to the ice, then her forehead, keeping a warm and vivid orange color in her thoughts.

Please. You don't have to be alone. I'm here. I want to be with you. Let me reach you.]

Imagination: There is no response. The sense of loneliness doesn't go away. However, the door starts to melt, slowly. It doesn't seem to want to do it, but apparently it doesn't feel like putting up a fight anymore either.

One Sacred Power Fruit dissolves into thin air and disappears.

Your Life decreases by 150 points.

The door melts, revealing the continuation of this tunnel.

Edited 2019-02-26 06:23 (UTC)

[opening her eyes again when she feels that, taking a step back]

Ah... it worked.

[!!!]

Ahh, you did it!

[a little more confident at that, see icon]

Ehe!

So we can keep moving forward now!

[oh no]

Yeah.

Oh! Actually! Please wait for a moment!

[QUICK AS A WINK ON, time to dash back to the main room to pick up another decent sword, similar to the one she had before, and bring it back]

There!

Ready to go?

[offers his arm! TOO BAD ESCORT LIVES DON'T EXIST ANYMORE AND WOULDN'T COUNT ANYWAY]

[but you're still doing this...]

Mm!

[takes his arm, onwards!!!]

[It's a reference. A reference!

Anyway, you walk! And as you walk, step by step, time seems to blur and become a sequence of days that are indistinguishable from one another...

You wake up at 5:30 in the morning.
You put on your work clothes, which are hand-me-downs from your brothers.
You buy yesterday's bread, hard to eat and almost expired.
You make your way to the Gigas Cedar, where you swing your axe at the tree for a set number of times a day, only to see half of that damage healed by the next morning.
You finish your work day by late afternoon, go back to your parents’ home where no one speaks to you beyond necessity, and sleep in a shared room.

Every eighth day, you do nothing-- there is no one who would spend time with you, after all. You are the reason the village’s darling, Alice, is gone.

Time continues to accelerate. Just like that, seven years pass.

Then-- with a flash, you find yourself with full awareness of reality again! That must have been a dream, right? A dream within a dream. You're a little disoriented, but at least now you have an arm to hold on to. Literally.]

Edited 2019-02-26 06:49 (UTC)