What I wanted was...

odiodise

♔When she arrived at this city, she hadn't expected to come across anyone she knew. Of course, meeting her older brother again was wonderful(as she would have done that before the time of this thread), but anyone else was not coming to her mind. Yet, her eyes were not deceiving her, and from the furthest reaches of her memory, from the pictures in dusty forgotten albums, from the diary of her beloved cousin, and from looking at that gameboard... did Ange come across a well-known figure.♔

emotionless-droid

♔It had only been a little while since she arrived at the city(at least from when she was accepted), it was just that she took some time in her own apartment to recuperate from this fact. Being brought back to life was a little jarring, even for her. But, she would adapt and move on with her life. And so she went outside, to explore, to take in the fresh air. However, she can't say she wasn't a little perplexed by some of the things she saw.♔

biashacker

♔It was only her first arrival at this city and yet it seemed she had already caught someone's eye. Ange didn't have any idea why this person would though, was she perhaps being paranoid? If she called out, would she just be ridiculed just like in school for her mistake? No, this was not her school, that would just be preposterous to happen here. Either way, she did not really like him acting like some sort of... stalker, was the word?♔

♔It was as if she had been floating in a space that could only be described as nothingness. Her body had been slowly ripped apart from existence, thus releasing her soul from it's fleshy container. She had drifted up into the air and into nowhere. There was nowhere for her to go to, nowhere to return to, all she could do was float and wait. Wait for her beloved brother to grab the victory he promised and make sure that they all returned home. That he returned home. So that the "her" of the past wouldn't have to be lonely or sad, so that she could live a bright and smiling childhood. The one that she had wished for, the one that she was certain she had been deprived of because of that game.

Then suddenly, her soul was once more given a container, her body, as if it was never torn apart, was returned. But this was not magic, or at least it was not the Witch's magic. This was something else entirely. As she listened to unfamiliar voices, she learned what had come to transpire and even after hearing the reason why, it was still illogical and unreasonable to her. But there was nothing to be done, after their explanation, they shooed her off onto the unfamiliar streets. A new city.... could this be considered a new life, as well?