beholderkin
2023-06-30, 05:25 AM
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The screech of tires and the blaring of a horn shattered the tranquil evening, jolting Ellen Rainart from her mundane existence. She barely had a moment to process the impending danger before the possessed truck, driven not by a human but solely by the notorious spirit called Truck-Kun, careened toward her with deadly intent. Fear surged through Ellen's veins, her mind racing for an escape that was tragically out of reach.
In a horrifying twist of fate, the truck plowed into Ellen, crushing her fragile body beneath its merciless wheels. Darkness engulfed her senses, swallowing her whole. And just as she surrendered to the void, she emerged before a god-like entity—an aged figure, seemingly wise but distractingly absent-minded. His eyes wandered aimlessly, lost in the labyrinth of his own thoughts. With a voice that carried both weight and a touch of disarray, he addressed her.
"Ah, Ellen, my apologies, my apologies," the god-like entity mumbled, his voice tinged with regret. "I'm terribly sorry about the untimely end that befell you. You see, Truck-Kun has been devouring the fragile threads that bind mortals to their worlds. Alas, I cannot send you back to your familiar modern realm. But fret not! I shall grant you a new beginning, in a world where magic reigns supreme. A world far removed from the clutches of technology."
Ellen's voice quivered as she attempted to express her confusion and concerns, but the god-like entity's stream of thoughts swept over her, drowning out her words.
"Now, now, dear Ellen, there's no need to worry," the entity continued in a hurried tone, almost dismissing her presence. "In this enchanting realm, I shall gift you powers befitting its arcane nature."
As if a sudden realization struck him, the god-like entity's eyes widened. "Ah! You were walking your loyal companion, weren't you? Your beloved canine friend at the time of your unfortunate demise. Worry not, Ellen! I shall ensure their presence accompanies you on this extraordinary journey. Neither of you shall face the unknown alone, especially after such a tragic turn of events."
With a wave of his hand, a radiant portal materialized before Ellen, illuminating the surroundings with an otherworldly glow. And in an instant, she found herself unceremoniously thrust into a realm unknown, standing on a grassy hill. Her canine companion stood faithfully at her side, equally bewildered yet providing a sense of comfort in the midst of chaos.
The god-like entity, seemingly absorbed in his own musings, muttered to himself, "Now, which system of magic did this particular world abide by? Hmm... Yes, yes, let me see... Perhaps this one... Or maybe that one... Ah, well, let's just go with this for now. It's probably close enough, regardless. No time to dally!"
Within a tumultuous transition felt deep inside herself, Ellen's senses were overwhelmed. She caught glimpses of unfamiliar sights, heard whispers of mystical energies, and inhaled the scent of a world steeped in ancient powers. The god-like entity's occasional self-directed ramblings about the various magic systems provided a glimpse into his scattered nature, leaving Ellen to navigate her new reality with no real foreknowledge beyond what the entity had mentioned in his ramblings as a swirling portal of bright colors rushed towards her spirit, engulfing her and sending her spinning back to the darkness of unconsciousness.
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Ellen's eyelids fluttered open, her vision blurry and adjusting to the vibrant sunlight that bathed the grassy hilltop. Blinking several times, she sat up, feeling the cool blades of grass beneath her fingertips. As her gaze focused, her breath caught in her throat.
Before her stretched a landscape straight out of a fantastical tale. Rolling hills, lush and verdant, undulated in waves of emerald green as far as the eye could see. Clusters of wildflowers, vibrant and varied, painted the meadows with a riot of colors—a tapestry woven with nature's finest brushstrokes. Delicate butterflies flitted from bloom to bloom, as if dancing to a secret melody only they could hear.
The air stirred with a gentle breeze, carrying the scent of blooming blossoms mingled with the sweet freshness of untamed wilderness. Ellen could hear the rustle of leaves from nearby trees, their branches whispering ancient secrets in a language she was only just beginning to comprehend.
She stood, her legs feeling strong and steady beneath her, as if bolstered by the very magic that infused this realm. Her eyes roved over the enchanting scene, tracing the outline of distant forests that stood sentinel on the horizon. Towering trees, their trunks gnarled and branches reaching skyward, beckoned her with an alluring mystery.
And then, her gaze settled on a cascading waterfall in the distance. The water, crystalline and pure, tumbled down jagged cliffs, sending delicate mist into the air. Rainbows danced among the shimmering droplets, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the landscape.
In that moment, the truth became undeniable. This was not the world she had known, where technology reigned supreme and concrete jungles stood tall. No, this was a realm steeped in magic, where nature and wonder merged in harmonious symphony. As she stood, taking in the landscape, a wet nose chuffed at her palm from behind. Turning, she saw a white wolf with crystal blue eyes wagging its tail happily. For a moment, a pang of fear struck a chord through her but as it licked at her hand, she saw the distinctive collar it wore and the familiar excited tail wagging. The very same collar she had put on her beloved Snowball before going for their last walk in their own world.
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The screech of tires and the blaring of a horn shattered the tranquil evening, jolting Ellen Rainart from her mundane existence. She barely had a moment to process the impending danger before the possessed truck, driven not by a human but solely by the notorious spirit called Truck-Kun, careened toward her with deadly intent. Fear surged through Ellen's veins, her mind racing for an escape that was tragically out of reach.
In a horrifying twist of fate, the truck plowed into Ellen, crushing her fragile body beneath its merciless wheels. Darkness engulfed her senses, swallowing her whole. And just as she surrendered to the void, she emerged before a god-like entity—an aged figure, seemingly wise but distractingly absent-minded. His eyes wandered aimlessly, lost in the labyrinth of his own thoughts. With a voice that carried both weight and a touch of disarray, he addressed her.
"Ah, Ellen, my apologies, my apologies," the god-like entity mumbled, his voice tinged with regret. "I'm terribly sorry about the untimely end that befell you. You see, Truck-Kun has been devouring the fragile threads that bind mortals to their worlds. Alas, I cannot send you back to your familiar modern realm. But fret not! I shall grant you a new beginning, in a world where magic reigns supreme. A world far removed from the clutches of technology."
Ellen's voice quivered as she attempted to express her confusion and concerns, but the god-like entity's stream of thoughts swept over her, drowning out her words.
"Now, now, dear Ellen, there's no need to worry," the entity continued in a hurried tone, almost dismissing her presence. "In this enchanting realm, I shall gift you powers befitting its arcane nature."
As if a sudden realization struck him, the god-like entity's eyes widened. "Ah! You were walking your loyal companion, weren't you? Your beloved canine friend at the time of your unfortunate demise. Worry not, Ellen! I shall ensure their presence accompanies you on this extraordinary journey. Neither of you shall face the unknown alone, especially after such a tragic turn of events."
With a wave of his hand, a radiant portal materialized before Ellen, illuminating the surroundings with an otherworldly glow. And in an instant, she found herself unceremoniously thrust into a realm unknown, standing on a grassy hill. Her canine companion stood faithfully at her side, equally bewildered yet providing a sense of comfort in the midst of chaos.
The god-like entity, seemingly absorbed in his own musings, muttered to himself, "Now, which system of magic did this particular world abide by? Hmm... Yes, yes, let me see... Perhaps this one... Or maybe that one... Ah, well, let's just go with this for now. It's probably close enough, regardless. No time to dally!"
Within a tumultuous transition felt deep inside herself, Ellen's senses were overwhelmed. She caught glimpses of unfamiliar sights, heard whispers of mystical energies, and inhaled the scent of a world steeped in ancient powers. The god-like entity's occasional self-directed ramblings about the various magic systems provided a glimpse into his scattered nature, leaving Ellen to navigate her new reality with no real foreknowledge beyond what the entity had mentioned in his ramblings as a swirling portal of bright colors rushed towards her spirit, engulfing her and sending her spinning back to the darkness of unconsciousness.
----
Ellen's eyelids fluttered open, her vision blurry and adjusting to the vibrant sunlight that bathed the grassy hilltop. Blinking several times, she sat up, feeling the cool blades of grass beneath her fingertips. As her gaze focused, her breath caught in her throat.
Before her stretched a landscape straight out of a fantastical tale. Rolling hills, lush and verdant, undulated in waves of emerald green as far as the eye could see. Clusters of wildflowers, vibrant and varied, painted the meadows with a riot of colors—a tapestry woven with nature's finest brushstrokes. Delicate butterflies flitted from bloom to bloom, as if dancing to a secret melody only they could hear.
The air stirred with a gentle breeze, carrying the scent of blooming blossoms mingled with the sweet freshness of untamed wilderness. Ellen could hear the rustle of leaves from nearby trees, their branches whispering ancient secrets in a language she was only just beginning to comprehend.
She stood, her legs feeling strong and steady beneath her, as if bolstered by the very magic that infused this realm. Her eyes roved over the enchanting scene, tracing the outline of distant forests that stood sentinel on the horizon. Towering trees, their trunks gnarled and branches reaching skyward, beckoned her with an alluring mystery.
And then, her gaze settled on a cascading waterfall in the distance. The water, crystalline and pure, tumbled down jagged cliffs, sending delicate mist into the air. Rainbows danced among the shimmering droplets, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the landscape.
In that moment, the truth became undeniable. This was not the world she had known, where technology reigned supreme and concrete jungles stood tall. No, this was a realm steeped in magic, where nature and wonder merged in harmonious symphony. As she stood, taking in the landscape, a wet nose chuffed at her palm from behind. Turning, she saw a white wolf with crystal blue eyes wagging its tail happily. For a moment, a pang of fear struck a chord through her but as it licked at her hand, she saw the distinctive collar it wore and the familiar excited tail wagging. The very same collar she had put on her beloved Snowball before going for their last walk in their own world.
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