· · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ Combat. Ramification. Remediation.

A battle, blow against blow. Swords clashing against one another. A slash to the left arm. Blood dripped, its feeling was warm as it ran down your arm, falling to the ground. Everything felt slow, disorienting even. Your eyes fluttered as your body gave out on you.

A feeling against your left arm tingled as you were slightly conscious, but you could not quite tell what was happening.

Later. Dawn breaks on your skin. Softness below you. Stirring

Groggy but conscious, you recognize that you are lying on a bed in the Butterfly Mansion. Your wounds were cleaned and bandaged, but your left arm felt weird. Trying to sit up caused a quick but sharp pain to shoot through you, likely from being tossed to the ground by Upper Moon 1, a face hard to forget, really. As you sit up with struggle, that pain shot through your head as if something was... connecting so to speak. Remembering what happened with your left arm, you unravel the gauze to check it. What you see... was definitely not normal... An eye. His eye. Embedded into your flesh, staring. Blankly at you. It was definitely his with its red sclera and yellow iris. Unmoving. Unblinking