[If Sooyoung could mark the trajectory of her emotions since waking up in ISEKAI LAND then it'd go a little something like this.
Except not once have her emotions gone up? They've just plateaued, and then dipped down, further and further. The world is gone. Down. She's all alone. Down. The fact that this situation rings familiar too, is something that she hates. She hates thinking of Kaizenix, of all her years spent there.
Is it going to be the same here?
Sure, she hasn't woken up in the body of an infant or anything, but crawling out of that chrysalis almost feels like the same thing. She's definitely weak as an infant. She can't even throw a rock, or run a mile without grabbing her side. It's some kind of miracle that she's traveled all the way here, in fact. On her feet, sometimes hitching a ride, feeling bruised and broken and not quite whole. She hates this feeling. That, and she hates how dangerously close she is to feeling terribly sorry for herself. Godsblood doesn't quite manage to be the distraction she's aiming for, so she keeps on stomping through the city, grumbling and muttering to herself, thinking sad trombone thoughts while not paying attention to anything around her, which is why she ends up colliding with a complete stranger.
Her first instinct is to snipe and then move on, but the image of those books scattered on the ground keeps her in place. Maybe it's the writer in here that makes her stay, maybe it's because this random person crouching down to pick up their books is emanating a Vibe that feels almost as sad as her inner thoughts........
Whichever it is, she crouches down too, grabbing a book and staring at its title. Can she judge this complete stranger on their literary tastes? Maybe Dokja is reading erotica?]
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Except not once have her emotions gone up? They've just plateaued, and then dipped down, further and further. The world is gone. Down. She's all alone. Down. The fact that this situation rings familiar too, is something that she hates. She hates thinking of Kaizenix, of all her years spent there.
Is it going to be the same here?
Sure, she hasn't woken up in the body of an infant or anything, but crawling out of that chrysalis almost feels like the same thing. She's definitely weak as an infant. She can't even throw a rock, or run a mile without grabbing her side. It's some kind of miracle that she's traveled all the way here, in fact. On her feet, sometimes hitching a ride, feeling bruised and broken and not quite whole. She hates this feeling. That, and she hates how dangerously close she is to feeling terribly sorry for herself. Godsblood doesn't quite manage to be the distraction she's aiming for, so she keeps on stomping through the city, grumbling and muttering to herself, thinking sad trombone thoughts while not paying attention to anything around her, which is why she ends up colliding with a complete stranger.
Her first instinct is to snipe and then move on, but the image of those books scattered on the ground keeps her in place. Maybe it's the writer in here that makes her stay, maybe it's because this random person crouching down to pick up their books is emanating a Vibe that feels almost as sad as her inner thoughts........
Whichever it is, she crouches down too, grabbing a book and staring at its title. Can she judge this complete stranger on their literary tastes? Maybe Dokja is reading erotica?]