[ BRIGHTEYES USER ]

WORK AT A PIZZA PLACE

A big mess, The pizza place is ruined by vandalism, fire everywhere. Survivors are dead. You were the last one remaining in the grieving scene.

Walking around, your inventory had nothing more than a Periastron sword and 1 more chicken leg your husband cooked for you. A few burns, but it’s alright. You stared at a picture of you and Shedletsky. In your wedding day. But it was gone when you two were left in this realm.

Suffering. They say. Telamon has fallen, and you were their only hope. The last survivor standing. While you had maxed health, you couldn’t help but feel watched. Before a venomous sword passed by you. He is near.

"Stubborn wench."

A bitter, corrupted voice spoke. It was Shedletsky, or so you thought.

"COME INTO MY EMBRACE. BRIGHTEYES!"

He spoke with a cruel laugh. His entanglement stopping you from running. He grinned. But it seemed forced. But he needed to. His sword tried to stab you. Luckily, your sword clashed against his.

"PLAYIN’ HARD TO GET?!"

He growled. Before standing his ground.