When Wolfen and Sleet awoke, they weren't in the forest anymore the place was dark with deem light and broken mirrors all around the a deep black sky they weren't sure is there were walls around but when they realize, they weren't their Oc's anymore. They weren't themselves even.
"Hey Wolfen can you go werewolf too?" Sleet asked.
"What?! NO! Jackals don't go werewolf wait " she looked at herself. "I'm not Crème I can sense her either not even Misfit!"
"I can't hear her! She was here but "
"But now you are separated dark from light because here that is the way he sees it
Who is there?! both girls demanded
Between the shadows and behind a shattered mirror, a silver haired girl, bandaged from head to toe, holding tightly a joker doll with sad smile and blood tear eyes, her eyes weeping dead, no life nor innocence came from them a sad aura came from the hollow spirit coming towards them her tired feet stopped in front of them and with that blank stared the girl surrounded in pure white spoke.
Both girls sense some sadness just at the stare of this girl but they couldn't go off guard, who knows where they were and they would not just give up.
"I'm sorry allowed me to explain your current situation. Can I?"
The girl said as if she needed the order to proceed. Sleet and Wolfen saw each other and just nodded, they needed the info.
Thank you. she stared at the endless sky. There is no name for this place but in a simple way to say it you are in the Master's mind inside his mind.
Wolfen and Sleet stood froze for a moment.
"I think this is extremely FREAKY! OH DAMMIT!! WE ARE INSIDE A WEIRDOS MIND!!"
"Now that I think of it after I kill that cat that thing went on some freak mode and took his eyes out then."
"You arrived here."
"If we are in his mind then "
No trying to stop his brain by harmful means won't be allowed "
"YOU! YOU .READ MY MIND?!"
"Actually you said it out loud "
Please follow me here thoughts cannot be always kept to themselves be aware of that."
As they wonder the strange mind they saw nothing but darkness such a sad environment.
We are only in a small portion of Puppet Master's mind the one Lady Elise was able to control after entering this land known as Astramentum.
"She must be the creator " Wolfen said.
"Indeed. This portion is very little the Master's mind requires tons of power to completely control but that's another story she stared at Sleet.
"Once you killed the Master's form in Astramentum you unleash or most likely trigger something on the ladies mind The Lady nor the Master like to harm animals that is why she blinded herself and took you hear in order to see your true "human-like" form and with that destroy you you also trigger deep sorrow and anger inside the miss."
"That cat was PM??"
"And you killed him " Wolfen said facepalming.
However I believe you think that doesn't explain why you aren't on your real human form. You see, we are here in the way Puppet Master sees us even the Miss. He was able to see Miss Wolfen's form but didn't had chance to see true Miss Sleet form.
"What about ? Wolfen asked but the girl knew what she was going to say
"Your inner self and your characters?" Well, Misfit is here but your characters are in the real world are soundly asleep"
"That's kinda of a relief "
However the more time you spent in this world the less time they will live and with the timepass they will slowly lose life in a deep dream "
It was the most merciful death she could think
"NOO! WE NEED TO GET BACK!"
You won't be able to unless you beat the Miss as rules of this world say you must beat her to go on I ordered to tell you this
"By the way you are here too " asked Wolfen. "Who are you?"
I am a remembrance of one of the Master's countless mistakes.
sorry I havn't replied to your storys, but i've been waiting for a few to read up instantly. *laughs lightly* so far I love it. but when you said Kaja will be in it again, I and super interested how even more now.
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