Alone With Rain

Pov ( ? ? ? ) Location ( White Castle ) Timeline ( After White's Chaotic Realise )

Inside a room, there's a white glowing roots surrounding all of its surface. . . and then as the empty white room, remained silent a sounded shiver came through the white roots.

As a female voice, permitted through the empty room.

? ? ? : " This. . . this presence. . . Is it light? no. its different. . how could it be. . . I can feel it, echoing among my roots. what power. . .

Does wyrm know about this? nevertheless I should seek his council. " her voice sounded young, but somehow it felt old like it was from ancient creature.

With those parting words the white glow of the room shrunken, And transformed into a Lady, her hair was made out of white root as it fell on to the ground. . .

Her body shows no sexuality, it was only a smooth, well shaped figure of a human woman, but her nakedness didn't last.

As her white skin suddenly lose its glow and replaced by a gray cloak, covering her entire body, only showing her head and by connection her large pure yellow eyes. . .

Then she shifted, moving by using her roots, until she left her chamber, clothed by her self made cloak. . .

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White : " Hello Darkness my old friend. . . I'm in love with you again. . . ( sigh ) Dammit alone yet again. . . "

I woke up on the ground, dirty and hurt while everythings consumed by darkness. . .

Then I opened my eyes. . . and saw something, it was beautiful and weirdly enough blue. . .

and it was hanging over my head twitching. . . like something inside of it wants to come out or its like somethings changing inside.

White : " ugh. . . ( dust shifts) Damn. . . why does it have to be this painful? . . . oh right I could do this. . . "

Focuse. . . on the soul that permits through the air. . . huh? why is it so thin?. . . nevermind I still can do it, even with this level of Soul around. . .

Hmm I should find out why later I guess.

White : " Ceangail!( Bind ) "

As I say the name of my spell. . . just to focuse it, and weaved the scattered souls in the air together. . .

Pure Soul Silk materialized in thin air, and then it moved like snakes wrapping itself to my body, and then it mended everything broken on and in my carapace.

My shattered chest, my broken limbs and cracked inner muscles. . .

But there all fixed, and stitched back together, like how the doctors of old fixed there patients up, with the use of needle and thread.

White : " ugh . . . F*ck! ( cough ) ( cough ) . . . whyyy . . . . I should really learn something else. . . I hate how painful it has to be, just to use a simple Bind. . . . hmm in hindsight I was mortally wounded. . . ( Sigh ) "

As I stood up, I saw the chambered cavern I rested on. . . and it was wonderful, the floor was made of bricked grayed stone.

Cracked and over grown by roots, sporting blue fluorescent twitching butterflies as if it was there leaf.

And as for the walls it was chiseled intricately like a temple mural, but sadly it to was ruined, decaying stone work eaten by the same rooted nature.

But for all it's chapel like architecture, it's clear that this place had turned from great place of worship, into an abandon ruin.

And at center of it hall hangs a blue twitching cocoon. That leaked blue fluorescent liquid that I originally thought water. . .

White : " Hm. . . Was this the thing that kept me alive? I did feel a wet sensation dripping on my lips. . . Wait. . . what if I. "

I placed both of my open palm, to catch this strange liquid, that flowed out of this even stranger sack of, I'm not sure. . .

I did this action it did nothing but wet my weaver silk gloves. . . but that was what I wanted, as I started to rub the water on my body.

It was cold. . . but with that coldness past thoroughly my body, I felt refreshed and distant from any pain.

The mending binds painful side effect has long past, as I put aside a wet silked weaved towel on the earth less floor.

White : " Well that feels better now what is this. . . I should check. . . oh right they ( sigh )

I started remembered how I ended up, in this ruined temple. . .

As we run away from the disaster I unintentionally made the caverns started to collapse . . .

White : " Art. . . we won't make it. "

Art : " Shut the hell up man we Wil we. . . "

White : " listen this path would collapse any moment now. . . take care of them alright, lets see each other again alright. see you guys at The Deepnest Crown. . . "

As I said that I already weaved two different spells. . . one to shield them and another to sling shot. . . ( sigh ) its just to bad that I can't come with them. . .

Celia : " No, no white don't. . . . "

Background : " ( Crumbling sounds ) Ahhh! "

As the ground gave way below me, I was eaten by the earth and shadows as my consciousness fail. . .

White : " I hope they made it. . . ( sigh ) now what do, I do. . . I can't see any way out of this chamber, and how about you? what even are you? are you bug? or a cocoon.

You did save my life, so I should atleast keep you safe. . . "

As I said does words I started to again look around. . . and then I saw the hole and rock mountain I fell from. . . it was only a few feet away from the cocoon, I was lucky I didn't get buried under that rubble.

White : " ( Clap👏 ) Now that I've decided to rest here what should I name you buddy? "

As I said those words, I started to stare at my large cocoon or maybe egg freind. . . you really can't know with this things.

White : " I really regret not taking one of those Beastiaries with me, or else I would know what you are. . .

But for now I'll call you Rain my friend, because if I warrant lucky enough to be showered by you're water drops, I might be dead already. so thank you. "

I was holding it as i said this words and as I did I felt a pulse. . . A strong one.

White : " Oh. . . you might be ready soon, ( yawn ) Well it seems I'm tired big guy I'll see you tomorrow. "

I Weaved to together a quick, Navy bed and beddings, like a blanket and pillow, and then rested near the blue cocoon. . .

As I slept and dreamed. dreams of adventure and also nightmares of death. . . my consciousness faded.