Pov: You Are Having A Nightmare

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≫ POV: You are Erwin Braunschweiger
You are Erwin Braunschweiger. Eleng is too far from the city to be able to hear church bells, but you know that it's roughly six in the morning from the clocks around the Estate.
Even then, it's oddly silent outside. There should at least be some noise, the sound of couriers stabling horses or servants dusting the halls.
Boxes litter the fort grounds- including your room. Still, it's far more room than Drachenforz offered.
Anyways. It's time to start the day.

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ENTER COMMAND PROMPT:
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Credit to Bearcuda and alinon for their inspiration. Check out their's by clicking their usernames.
I won't be able to do these instantly or quickly, but I'll try my best. Art hell, here we come.​
 
> Your mother is back and she is talking about how she wanted you to be a darkwald but you're a disappointment.

Also, take note of the fact Alexis Morgan could be in the same building as you right now, you don't know where, you don't know why, you just know she has a key
 
ENTER COMMAND PROMPT: You pray to the Spirit seventeen times in the row as you do every morning, and check over your shoulder twice to ensure that no familiar red-eyed monsters are lingering behind you.
 
ENTER COMMAND PROMPT: You realize you should sing the Alaric Keen song before you start your day. Little do you know, Alaric is staring you down from the window.
 
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ENTER COMMAND PROMPT: You pray to the Spirit seventeen times in the row as you do every morning, and check over your shoulder twice to ensure that no familiar red-eyed monsters are lingering behind you.
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≫ You pray to the Spirit seventeen times in the row as you do every morning, and check over your shoulder twice to ensure that no familiar red-eyed monsters are lingering behind you.

Thankfully, it doesn't seem that any demonic entities are after you today. A lucky rarity.
The altar is small, but practical- it was the first thing you set up since moving. Beauty in simplicity- besides, modesty is a virtue.
Morning prayers aside, you really should get going- you woke up early, but you still have duties.

... It's troubling how quiet it is.

ENTER COMMAND PROMPT:
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ENTER COMMAND PROMPT: Not on the second, third, but rather fourth glance over his shoulder Erwin spots someone lurking in the shadows. But rather than a demon or a living being, it's a ghost from his past? Caused by a guilt ridden conscious.
 
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≫ Not on the second, third, but rather fourth glance over his shoulder Erwin spots someone lurking in the shadows. But rather than a demon or a living being, it's a ghost from his past? Caused by a guilt ridden conscious.

... I think you've forgotten who you are. Aren't you some oblivious twink? No matter, Dietric- you mean, his High Eminence, says it's best to avoid needless paranoia anyways. Twice is far more than enough.
Besides.
... What is there to feel guilty about?​

Better check your pocket watch. Even if nobody's here, it's best to never be late. You can't afford to be late, and maybe 17 times was overkill.

ENTER COMMAND PROMPT:​
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ENTER COMMAND PROMPT: You remember a memory - a brief sliver of the moment you cross paths with a certain Sanguine, and how you tried to rid your clothes free of those horrible, dark stains.
 
> COMMAND PROMPT:
Have treacherous, blasphemous thoughts of glorious revolution - freedom from the caste system you have been bound to since birth.
 
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≫ You remember a memory - a brief sliver of the moment you cross paths with a certain Sanguine, and how you tried to rid your clothes free of those horrible, dark stains.

Wait, what?
... You should've looked behind you.

Shit.

ENTER COMMAND PROMPT:
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Command Prompt: You decide to declare to the demon you are and never will be afraid because your past is what makes you whole.
 
Command Prompt >> Reassure yourself that you can handle this. Reassure yourself that, even if nobody's around right now, there's still hope.
 
≫ Have treacherous, blasphemous thoughts of glorious revolution - freedom from the caste system you have been bound to since birth.
≫ Your mother is back and she is talking about how she wanted you to be a Darkwald but you're a disappointment.
≫ Sink further into the simulation's grasp. Have a good dream.
No. No, no, that's all- why are you doing this? You didn't want this.

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You can't escape. It's over.
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≫ You decide to declare to the demon you are and never will be afraid because your past is what makes you whole.

≫ Consider those who love you. Perhaps those who think of you as a sibling. (Because there are those who do.)

≫ Reassure yourself that you can handle this. Reassure yourself that, even if nobody's around right now, there's still hope.

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>> Command Prompt: You hear it. Clawing at the back of your mind. The grumbles of rubber, the squeak of a hound's toy, that whimsical 'sproing!' that seemed to always herald the arrival of a particularly gleeful demon. Slithering abhorrently, springing joyously, bouncing unnaturally. Abigail is here, and She Wants To Be Your Friend.

Destroy her. You are strong enough to, and She Does Not Belong To This World.
 
>> Command Prompt: An unnatural coldness washes over the landscape of the vanquished monster and buried friend. Another, who should be under the ground as well, appears, pale and hopeful. He looks at you with clouded eyes from behind wire-rimmed glasses.
 
>> Command Prompt: Where's you mother, Erwin? Does she approve of you? Or will she turn you away as though a stranger.
 
>>Command Prompt: Go have breakfast. Make a smiley face with your eggs and bacon.
 
(sidenote but i stream the art process on the new regalian server a lot so if you want to see early panels dm me for an invite)
 
≫ Command Prompt: An unnatural coldness washes over the landscape of the vanquished monster and buried friend. Another, who should be under the ground as well, appears, pale and hopeful. He looks at you with clouded eyes from behind wire-rimmed glasses.

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You already made your choice long ago.​
 
>Print:
The bad days always seem to start with a letter. I guess it's only fitting this guy has too many of them with my name on it.
 

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