Fruits of Fate Prologue Key: Ties That Bind by TKNRKRGaim, literature
Literature
Fruits of Fate Prologue Key: Ties That Bind
In a rather peaceful setting on the shore of a lake in the forest, we see a young woman with cyan hair in a white dress, cyan trimmings, and gold and silver ornaments walking towards the water, singing.
“You are the oceans gray waves~, destined to seek. Life beyond the shore, just out of reach~,” she sang before going into the water itself, swimming like she was gliding as her voice continued to sing, the water oddly having underwater ruins and land plants around her, “Yet~ the waters ever change, flowing like time. The path is yours to climb~.”
She soon reached a light in the distance, which faded the area to white.
My armored helmet was looking like a fierce dark blue cat. The mouth guard was white and detailed like a fanged mouth. The top half was dark blue with a lighter blue inside if you looked at the cat like ears. On the sides I noted two small disks where my human ears should be but oddly they didn't seem out of place. There was a thin black visor with two orbs of amber light showing where my eyes were. My chest had angled armor with the (Δ) insignia from my vest in a solid silver metal with a few lines etched at the corners. Similar armor was covering my crotch with the armor looking to be deep blue with white trim. It was the arms and leg
I streached as I got ready for work. It was currently Monday around ten at night and I had to be there at eleven thirty and lucky me the place was a half hour on my bike from my place. Over my guard uniform I decided to wear my Halloween costume as I figured that if a empty fazbear head was enough to think I'm a fully costumed animatronic a full body Halloween suit would better protect me from them. My suit was a kinda mix and match costume. My entire legs was covered in plastic replica of knight armor colored black and lucky me the knee was only covered in a curved peice that didn't limit my mobility. My crotch area was covered in silver ar
I yawned as I got up to get the news paper and took a brief minute to see my reflection. Messy brown/blond hair with a slight red tint bring shoulder length in the back, pale green eyes, brown side burns connected to a black beard with pale blonde mustache and my outfit consisted of a brown muscle shirt about two sizes to big possibly one of my brothers that I grabbed by mistake and white pants held up by a black belt. My brown hiking shoes covered my sock covered feet as I grabbed my blue and white jacket. With Halloween coming up it was getting rather cold. My name is james scism. A dutch Irish man at the age of 20 with a slim build. My hei