The Irony

 

 

 

 

Alice, the Sword Empress, stirred from her slumber, her senses tingling with an unshakable unease that gnawed at the corners of her consciousness. As her eyes fluttered open, she was immediately engulfed by a sense of foreboding, a feeling of emptiness in the pit of her being. It was as if a vital piece of her existence was missing, and the absence filled her with an unexplainable dread.

 

She sat up in her bed, her mind racing to identify the source of this disquiet. Was it a forgotten appointment, a neglected duty, or a looming threat that eluded her awareness? Alice's mind searched through the labyrinth of her memories, desperately grasping at any clue that could explain this lingering unease.