['**' used for monologues / inner thoughts.]
I could hear nothing. I could feel nothing. I was standing, yet I felt no ground beneath me.
It was all a pitch black, a void. What happened? Was I dead?
“Ah, I see…” I let out a slight chuckle, holding my face with both my hands.
That elf girl’s granule had exploded right next to my feet.
Next thing I know someone was standing in front of me.
“Huh? Who-”
Why was I questioning who it was when I already knew the answer to it myself. But wait. Anna had blonde hair. Who was this, with the overflowing white hair? I mentally leaned in, seeing her eyes shining like yellow gems. The white dress fit with her mature look. And… was that a halo above her head?
“Silphie”, she called for me. Her voice, it was familiar. **How does she know my name?**
“Silphie will you,”, she said stretching her hand to me. “-be my friend?”