MAGICKA LEVEL 100%
RESTORED TO 100%
Destiny could hardly move, and even less breathe. There wasn't much she could notice and so, until there was a voice there, right in her ear, she didn't even know that she wasn't alone any more. In response, she uncurled slightly, her tremors growing more violent. Her breaths rasped, fresh waves of blood oozed from her eye sockets. She twitched her large flippers, but as she slowly rolled onto her belly, the motion seemed too much and she flailed for balance. When she was on her front, she shook. Her eyes trembled in their sockets as she struggled to look around, only releasing yet another dribble of blood.
"Y-y...Yeah," she whispered, her voice pained and every syllable a struggle.
"It... It's... It's me... You... You d-d-don't need to... s-see me like this..." She didn't even seem to know who it was standing over her. The deadly spires of crystal protruding from her skull were as beautiful as ever, like swords held high by fallen warriors.
Still, the little thing's confused mind struggled to find a light, even here. She just wished that she could find one. She'd never felt so utterly broken. The stranger's words were kind, but she struggled to find the truth in them. Destiny had never seen herself as strong. Or beautiful. Or kind. Or even likeable... All these things which she'd alaways hated about herself came crashing in, and for the first time of her life, Destiny gave in.
Sticky fluid bubbled up in her eye sockets, and lying motionless beneath Rimese, she began to weep.
"I... I... I don't... I don't know any more..."
And for once, she truly didn't.
@Rimese