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Konpeito wasn't that comfortable with all these questions. But this was a queen. What else was she supposed to do? Shrinking back, she clutched the ends of her dress as she struggled to answer the questions.

First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self.
"Um.. I'm Sayaka Valens. People call me Saya for short! I'm a human .. I used to be a reaaaallly small time dancer, I even made it into a performance school before I.. became.. a hunter.. It was really prestigious but I don't think Ill be allowed back there. I grew up in Japan partially! I've traveled back and forth quite a bit though.." Saya became lost in thoughts, interrupted by the next question.

Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey.
Konpeito was at a loss at how to answer. "Well, it starts with a forest.. A lot of pleasant and unpleasant trees. Then it involves quite a bit of enemies along the way.. I do hope they weren't your.. soldiers.. or anything? They were quite rabid.."

Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy.
She sat down, pondering and pausing to think. "It's like this world I guess.. minus all the titles and strange animal features and talking animals. Wait, I suppose it's not too similar right? I suppose it's the.. uh.. normal version, without the dreamlike aspects."

Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?
Saya looked a little surprised at the question before rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. She seemed a little reluctant to answer the question.. but as the clock ticked and the temperature dropped, Saya realized she would have to.

"Who hasn't? If you must know.. I suppose it was finding out that my mom never wanted me. She didn't keep me long enough for any memories to form so .. I suppose it's ok!"

What are you afraid of?
"Everything scary!" She looked to the side, trying to think very hard. Her expression was a little scrunched up, as konpeito struggled to think. "I suppose big hostile things are the worst though.."

Tell me a secret about yourself.
Secrets? Saya pulled her bands nervously to hide her face. She tried to shake her head but then as she looked up, she opened her mouth hesitantly to speak. There were a lot of secrets.. Actually, Saya didn't believe in secrets. But there was one and the first thing that came to her mind .."There's this er-- male.. um, I'm just worried about him. Honestly, my feelings may go a tiny bit farther then friendship but just a tiny bit." Saya was very adamant about this.

What is it that you wish for the most?
"I wish.. sometimes, I wish there was a way out, you know? For this.. hunter and halloween business. I don't mean dying but.. " Saya trailed off, shaking her head.

It was a little creepy walking for as long as she did without seeing a thing. And then, when she finally did find something, it was gates. Gates made out of thorns. The place made her shiver and wish that she'd stuck closer to a certain other player. Who, she had no doubt, would appear here at some point. Right. Okay. She wasn't going to let some creepy thorn gate scare her! Or keep her from exploring... the single staircase heading downwards.

Ughhhh. Sunshine_Minx was beginning to think she was not that into games anymore. That was a totally obvious trap. Or boss battle.

Tail swishing behind her, the cheshire cat finally sighed and started towards the staircase, taking the steps carefully. Straight down into a... a dungeon?! "Oh to hell with this!" She hissed, rubbing at her arms as she suspiciously crept down the pathway. There was... something, or someone calling to her. Beckening for her to keep going. And like a fool, she let her curiosity get the best of her and lead her right in front of the door at the end.

"Stay."

Sunshine_Minx nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Stay, visitor, and listen. I am Destruction contained." She just stared uneasily at the 'being' speaking. "As long as I remain sealed, I will not destory, and you cannot destroy me. The cage can only be unsealed with the purest of red crystals, infused with Destruction. There will be a time, but not right now. For now, you are a guest. For now, you are invited as a guest. Stay, a little longer guest, and let me ask a little more about you."

She took a step back uncertainly, claws at the ready in case something actually did jump out at her. "You... just want to ask me questions?" There was no response, but she got the feeling that was exactly what the Red Queen meant. "Umm... okay." Questions wouldn't hurt, right?

"First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self."

That was so not a question she was expecting to hear. Sunshine_Minx stared at the Queen, baffled as to how to answer that. "I... don't know what you mean... " She totally did, but weren't you supposed to keep your identity a 'secret' or something in these types of games? A shiver shot down her spine and the room seemed a little more menacing. "I am a hunter." She blurted out, taking another step back. "I hunt creepy creatures for a living and risk life and limb daily." A pause. "There really is nothing else to my job besides that. And it's the only thing that I now live for." Which was, sadly, true. Though she probably could have added something about her friends and Finn being important.

"Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey."

Now there was a question she didn't mind talking about! "It has been one hell of a wild ride." Sunshine_Minx said with a roll of her eyes. "Found myself in a strange place, wearing strange - but kinda cool - clothes, and talking trees. Those things are a pain, by the way. So is that tea party." Her nose wrinkled at that one. "Don't think I've ever argued that much before with someone about being... invisible." She tapped her chin, considering. "This place is interesting. And strange."

"Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the on your real bodies occupy."

Okay, now she was a little uncomfortable and really did wish adventuremaster was there. How did this... 'game' creature... Queen... know about their real bodies? "I... " She frowned, not at all sure how to answer the Red Queen. "It's much more... domestic and tamed then this world." She murmured. "With lots of fighting and pollution. But, there are some beautiful aspects to it too. Like the ocean!" Oh how she missed the ocean. "It's full of wonders and sailing on it is just... there are no words to describe it." For a brief moment, she was lost in her thoughts about another life. "But the Island I call home now is dark and gloomy half the time. Needing to be rebuilt the other half. Kind of sucks your soul out of you." That or certain division leads did. "I miss the beach. And the sunshine."

"Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?"

Now that one she just gave the Red Queen a blank look. That was really not something this... being needed to know about. "Yes." She said quietly and then shrugged. "Typical relationship stuff, I guess." Yes she was being vague. But... "Or not so typical." Sunshine_Minx amended. "He was an idiot and only thinking about himself. Not the consequences or how it made those that cared feel." Okay she was so done talking about this.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Losing the ones I care about." She murmured. "Or failing them in some way."

"Tell me a secret about yourself."

That one was a little more difficult, she realized as she thought about it. It really wasn't her style to sit there and let someone know so much about her. Which was why she scowled at the Red Queen with each new question. "I had a relationship with a horseman once." It just... slipped right out and the second it did, she felt her cheeks heat up and her scowl began to turn almost murderous. She hated being asked so many goddamn questions!

"What is it that you wish for the most?"

Sunshine_Minx just stared. Besides you ******** off? She thought, but didn't say. "To survive." She said after a few minutes of being quiet. "To survive and find whatever little bit of happiness I can." And it seemed that 20 questions was finally over and she shivered, shoulders relaxing a bit. Until the cages swung open and made her jump. Now what?

MY STATS

My character's username: Sunshine_Minx
My character's level: 9
Character's HP: 30/30
Character's Job Class: Cheshire Cat
Current party: n/a
Current Guild: n/a
Location:
Small IC description of character: A little on the short side with silver hair pulled back and feline ears that twitch every so often in a violet color. Her coat is blue with lighter blue tiger-like stripes, striped blue leggings, with a violet striped scarf. There is also an animated cheshire cat tail, violet in color that is constantly in motion.
Character journal: =^~^=

"Dog?" It had only been a second. Hots' had let go of Dog's hand to brush a curl behind her ear as they had descended the stair case, and as her foot had hit the ground at the bottom she'd reached back for him and he hadn't been there. It had been startling, and upsetting, and the petite gryph had spent the last few minutes looking. She'd run back up the stairs, searching the way they'd come, but he wasn't there, and eventually she was forced to accept that she was, at least for the moment, on her own.

It had leeched away her cheerful attitude, and replaced it with a caution he'd not carried through out the whole of this strange dream. Tension had climbed up into her shoulders, and the booming sound of a voice made her damn near jump out of her skin. A loud, high pitched curse followed, hand pressing against her chest and her heart pounding away behind her rib cage, and she glared at the speaker as they introduced them self and named her a guest.

Then there were questions. Hots glare cooled, eye widening as surprise showed on delicate features. Tell me about yourself, it had asked. The real you. The real you. Real.

Lips dipped in a thoughtful frown, the gryphon stopped to think about that. The immediate answer was easy, but she was fairly certain that wasn't the answer they were looking for. Who was she? What was she? "I'm a fighter," she said at last, though the frown that followed indicated she wasn't pleased with that as a response. "I'm a Hunter, and I'm a fighter. I'm a protector. I've always been that, before I signed my life away to Deus. I'm a teenager. I was a big sister, and sometimes a mother, because I had to pick up that role when mine died." She was fidgeting, the toe of one boot rubbing at the back of her opposite heel. "I'm a friend, and cousin, and girlfriend. I depend on those I care about, and hope they can depend on me. I'm insecure abut sometimes, and overconfident about others. I'm loud, and boisterous, but can be meek and timid." Her nose wrinkled at the last. She spent so long trying to pretend there was nothing soft about it, but she knew otherwise. I'm an over achiever, and I over compensate."

She might have said more, but the pause this time was sufficiently long enough for another question, and she fell quiet to listen before answering, this time about her journey.

"I had a normal childhood until I was ten and my mother died in front of me. We moved around so much I forgot how many houses I've lived in, or how many schools I've attended. I lost track of the where. When I was 18 Deus approached me about joining up with the hunters, and I took that opportunity." Even if it meant leaving Astrid and her father behind. "I've been a hunter for almost a year. I've been promoted once, and I've seen more strange and horrifying things than most people see in a lifetime, but despite that I won't change it for anything." That one had been a lot easier to answer.

Next they wanted to know about the world she lived in, and her shoulders rolled in a small, automatic shrug before she could stop herself. "It's an island in the Bermuda triangle. It's tropical, and used to be covered in a FEAR rich fog, but sense the force field disappeared it's been mostly tropical and sunny. It's crazy, but it's home." The last was said with small pang of emotion. For as neat as this dream was, she found she was starting to miss Deus.

She was fidgeting again as the next question came, and her gaze fell to the toes of her boots. "Of course." Hadn't everyone? With a frown and a sigh she elaborated. "My mother hurt me when she died and it destroyed our family. It's unfair, I know it is, but I still feel that way." Her arms crossed, and pale brows sank low, features sharpening. "My Father hurt me when he wasn't strong enough to pick himself up after my mom died. Taym hurt me when I was willing to give him everything, and he rejected it. For wanting me because I was there, and convenient, and not because it was me." She wondered if he realized how much she cared about him, and how much he'd manage to hurt her because of it. "Otto hurts me every time I try to be there for him, and he still won't let me in." The frown deepened as she fell quiet, surprised that the list hadn't been longer, but then again there weren't that many people she really loved.

pale brows shot up as she was asked to provide a secret, and she had to stop here, because there wasn't a whole lot she kept from people. "I don't know," she admitted softly, expression thoughtful. She didn't keep secrets. Eventually everything came out, one way or another. After a long few seconds she finally thought of one thing, but it wasn't so much a secret as she just hadn't had a chance to share yet. And even then, it wasn't anything important. "I guess, only 2 people know about the tattoo I got." Even as she said it it sounded lame, but it was all she had to offer.

The deliverance of the next question came as a relief, and was much easier to answer. What was it she wished? "I want things to go well with Noah and I, and I want Taym to be safe on his Sahara trip." Those were her most pressing worries at the moment. "The first is more in my control, but the second is completely out of my hands, and I'm terrified. I just wish more than anything that comes back to us in one piece." There.

As doors swing open along the walkway Hots' moves forward, assuming the voice was done with her. She really needed to find Dog again.

Only now did she remember that this was a game, and she could whisper him.

Sometimes she just wasn't very bright.

Rhythm blinked as she pushed herself off the floor, she wasn’t sure how she had gotten there, and wait was she in a cage? Great, and apparently the red queen was there too, a prisoner in her own castle. It seemed that the queen wanted to know all about her, she sighed as it seemed there was no choice but to go along with the game of questions.

First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self.
“Me? I am a reaper, a shaman, I like to meet people and make new friends, but at the same time I don’t let a lot of people get truly close to me. I can have a bit of a temper at times, and I love to tease and have friendly companions with my brother.” Rhythm wasn’t sure why the queen was so interested in her but she talked anyways.

Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey.
“Well first I fell down a rabbit hole, then there was this weird game like charter screen, and then I was in a forest and had to great trees. After that I did riddles with a cat, and ran into my twin, strange huh? After that I did a few more quests before a large monster came charging at me and nearly killed me, when I had finally out ran it. I found myself in a strange place on a large table and shot down bats with my brother to make plates and then found myself in a place with a lot of cups and plates, ate food that did all sorts of strange things to me, made me tiny, a march hair, pink and invisible. After that i took down snapdragon flies than I took on a dungeon with my brother and some people I’ve never met before than I woke up here” She explained to the queen.

Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy.
My world is very different than this one; the food for one doesn’t have strange effects on you when you eat them. They don’t make you any bigger or taller nor do they turn your cloths pink or you into a hare.
Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?
“Yes I have.” She responded, it didn’t take her long it wasn’t something she had to think about.”
Tell me, how and when.
“My parents, when I was little they used to mistake me for my brother. Despite being different genders we look a lot alike, and even now sometimes when they’re not really paying attention they’ll still think I’m him. It makes me wonder sometimes, if they even notice me.” She spoke slowly at first a bit unsure of how to explain it.

What are you afraid of?
The next question made her pause, what was she afraid of? No one noticing her? Being invisible? Well if that was the case she had an interesting choice in job classes. No there was something more, something that scared her. “Losing my brother.”
Tell me a secret about yourself.
“A secret huh?” Thinking of a secret wasn’t easy, she told most of them to her twin, and they kept few secrets from each other. “I once stole one of the books our parents read a lot and buried it in the back yard to see if anyone noticed, they never did.”

What is it that you wish for the most?
“To be honest, I don’t really know what it is that I wish for the most; maybe it’s for people to notice me for me? Maybe it’s to be stronger I don’t know, I’m sorry.” Rhythm was glad when the door swung open and she was allowed to leave.

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She was still stuffed with sweets by the time she wandered out of the Mad Tea Party and into some place less friendly. Fun stuff. Not to mention her outfit was still pink, so Q clashed quite horribly with the decor of red and thorny and overall bleak surroundings. Still, she blithely moved forward, for what else could she do anyway? Sit around and do nothing? So pointless.

Still, it felt a little creepy to be in the Red Queen's dominion. Was the game messing up again? There weren't any trees trying to harang her into odd jobs or random screams and smiles and blood . . . (Which she was very pleased not to have, thank you game.) Q ducked under heavy, spiky vines with rising wariness, taking deep breaths to keep her calm as she entered the castle. Or maybe "dungeon" was more appropriate? Brr.

The torches cast a flickering light everywhere, and she was both glad and not-so-glad that she had come here alone. Q hugged herself lightly, her wings folding close to her body as she made her way through.

"Stay."

A small cry escaped her, followed by an inner curse; but she obeyed. Her feet were rooted to the spot, her eyes fixated on the door the malevolent voice was booming from. Everything about it vibrated with intense rage that made her hair seem to stand on end and her scalp and skin to prickle. If she thought she had a chance of leaving unscathed, Q would have made a break for it. But she remained quite still, her hear pounding.

Destruction. It spoke with such power that she didn't doubt a thing it spoke of--and the more it said, the smaller the caterpillar felt in comparison, like an ant conversing with the far larger, unstoppable boot before it was crushed. The fact that it was only interested with talking with her was a miracle unto itself, and she was quick to nod her head several times.

"First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self."

"Me? Oh, uh . . . My real name's Kamali Blacke," she began, limbs still tucked to her person. "But I go by Piper outside the house. It's this thing me n' my sisters made up when we were little: like code names." It felt stupid trying to explain it to this all-powerful voice, the stuff of scarelings. "I used to school at this place we called The Institute, 'cause the name's too long anyway, but I go to Amityville now. Second year."

"Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey."

Does it really matter? she whined internally, but sucked it up. "Oh, you know: lots of talking trees in this forest, had some sweets at this party, chatted with some peeps in the tavern, fought a few hissy cats, got me some nice cards, aaaaand then found my way here," Q explained. "I heard you could get married? That's kinda funny in here, huh? Not my style, though, even if it is for levels and stuff. Oh and raids and stuff, but I really wasn't for those either? I guess I was kinda hoping to get to fight other players for fun."

Alright, she was probably getting off subject . . .

"Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy."

Q cocked her head. Wait, it didn't know? Then again, that AI thing was the one who had created the world for them, so the queens probably weren't in the loop . . .

"Well! Um. I'm from Halloween. History's boring, but it's this place made of something called Fear," she replied. Deciding there wasn't much point in continuing to act afraid, Q let her wings relax and touch the floor, though her arms remained lightly crossed. "It makes up everything, even people! And it comes from the things people--uh, humans, sorry--it comes from what scares humans. Then when we're old enough and graduate and get licenses, we can go to their world and get even more Fear!" Her eyes sparkled a little at the idea of getting someone to cower thanks to her meddling.

Then it decided to sideline her with a very different line of questioning: "Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?"

Q blinked owlishly, a little taken aback. "Um . . ." She shifted uncomfortably. "Yeah, I guess you could say that."

"How? When?"

She made a face, clearly defensive. "Just a lot of little things," Q mumbled, not wanting to give away a lot but also not wanting to risk getting, say, blasted on the spot for not participating. "It wasn't just one person or one day or whatever. Just . . . over time. You get known to date more than your fair share of guys, people start saying s**t. Sometimes that s**t gets up your boil's nose and they don't like the smell."

Her lips pressed tightly together, the silence between them stretching until the voice finally moved on.

"What are you afraid of?"

Did it mean the previous question, or overall? Q continued to make a face, starting to get annoyed that she had to be probed like this. Weren't throwing memories in her face enough for this palce?

"Nothing," she lied. It seemed to know, for the malevolence began to press down on her like cloying, stale air. She flapped her wings in an attempt to dispel it, but there was no point. "Fine. I'm afraid;ve being alone and that I'm always gonna be a failure, like pretty much everyone else. You happy?" They were legitimate fears, just not personal ones; she was getting fed up.

"Tell me a secret about yourself.

"I moonlight as a clown every other weekend," Q snitted, fingers gripping her arms. "Jack, I dunno . . Why do you care? You gonna tell someone?" There was no point in fighting the interview at this point, but she couldn't help but rebel and drag her heels. Normally she wouldn't have allowed anyone to get this deep in her personal life.

Q huffed a sigh. ". . . I'm afraid to open up to people," she admitted. "I act like tough s**t, but on the inside I'm scared as hell I'm gonna mess it up. Messing up relationships the way I do makes you think that's all you're good at. I have a few friends now--" She paused, twisting her mouth. "--They know me as some loudmouth dramaqueen, and I guess I am, but . . . I dunno. I already messed up with some other ghouls . . . And, like, boils? I had past stuff from my old school I don't wanna repeat, but it'd be nice for once to just . . . Ugh."

Whine whine whine. What was this, a freakin' dear diary entry? The words were just bitter, unnecessary angst, but they seemed to satisfy the Red Queen.

"What is it that you wish for the most?"

Thank Jack, something easy. "I'm gonna be a pop star-slash-celebrity figure," Q stated, caught in the grip of nerves and the confidence it generated after getting a little too deep in her otherwise rather shallow pool. "Or, y'know. Famous. I'm not gonna be forgotten."

Only when that hot, unspeakable pressure began to lift off of her did Q feel like she could truly breathe. The Red Queen seemed to be contemplating her answers, though she felt there was no deep mystery or englihtenment in them. "It will be soon," the voice said after a while. "I crave [ Destruction ] and should I be favoured then this world will break and crumble and I will build a new one without pain or secrets."

Q stared at the door with some surprise, remaining in place even when she felt that movement was possible again. That . . . actually didn't seem so bad when put like that. Maybe it was a trap, but for now it was food for thought. Several cells were now open to her beyond the cage, and it was time to explore.

Nyantics paused when he was commanded to stay. He had just arrived and was looking around when the voice startled him to stare over toward the source. Questions came and he answered.

First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self.

"I am Akubi...I am a student at Amityville and ... a demon. I cause misfortune to those around me," he said with a small grin. "At least I can cause misfortune. The effect is a little random..."

Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey.

He was not sure how to answer this next one. "I explored a bit, fought some...I met with a dear friend of mine and discovered another friend had been around me the entire time. I am not sure how to feel about the deception but I am sure she had her reasons..."

Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy.

"Halloween is a wonderful place full of mystery and fear. I love living there and I treasure the friends and family I have there," Nyantics said with a bit of a fond smile on his face - it was much different from his usual sharptoothed maniac grin.

Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?

"By strangers? Yes. By someone I loved...No. Not really. I have a friend that is at times short with me and jumps to strange conclusions that I do not understand but it hasn't caused any damage in my soul nor made me turn my back on her," Nyantics observed quietly. "Auntie would sooner destroy herself then harm me...Same with my other friend..."

What are you afraid of?

"I am afraid of being powerless. Completely and utterly powerless. To the point that I won't exist anymore," The answer was simple and quick. He didn't even have to think about it.

Tell me a secret about yourself.

How did he know of a secret about himself? Did he have secrets? Nyantics tilted his head to the side, "Well...I treasure my friends and as much as I endeavor to make more friends? I am content with what I have. Then of course I might seem unambitious to others, but I do have plans and desire to be stronger. I do not want to be stuck as I am."

What is it that you wish for the most?

"I wish for power. I wish for the ability to help those close to me," Nyantics stated crossing his arms over his chest. "There is just too many things I wish for but that is the one I wish for the most...I want enough power to destroy my enemies."

Darkling wasn't sure what exactly she was doing, but wandering seemed to make sense and wandering aimlessly seemed to be something she kept doing, and missing her friends by fractions of seconds also seemed to be something she kept doing.

Seeing the gates she shrugged it had to be where she needed to go she had watched others go through the gates as well, making her way down she noticed that the gates led to a dungeon...well that could be quiet possibly the worst idea she had recently. Sighing reluctantly she continued on ward towards the door hoping that she wasn't make a bigger mistake.

Something made her stop in her tracks as she was making her way to the door. A commanding voice boomed above her all around her that made her feel as if suddenly she had eaten another cake. Whimpering slightly she heard the first request.

"First, visitor, tell me about yourself. Your real self."

"my...my real self? Oh...you mean well my name is Lumikki, and I'm not a mouse...I'm a Kumiho...not a very good one..but I'm learning...at school Amityville. I have a boilfriend...that's a recent development and my friend Sin her boilfriend found this game and well we decided to play and so here I am. Except my boilfriend didn't get to play this game and I didn't really get to play with my friends too much...and I ate alot of cake...prior to playing the game possibly in the game I'm not entirely sure..."

She trailed on but it didn't seem as if the voice was paying much attention to the nattering as it asked her another question.

"Next visitor, I want to hear about your journey."

"Oh! well I got to meet some lovely trees and I helped them...well some of them that is some of them I couldn't help because they really didn't want the help but I tried any ways...and then I ate some mushrooms and found my way through some lily pads and flowers and such and a few doors too the doors I wasn't entirely sure what to make of but one door took me to an odd area...which I'm not sure I was supposed to be in in the first place and then I found an amazing table with amazing deserts...I really like deserts...but they were kind of odd..."

Clearly she had needed someone to talk to, since she hadn't really had very much interaction with anyone in the game, which was entirely her own fault because she was so worried about actually playing it right that she forgot to even look around and find new friends in the game. The voice clearly was better off just asking questions versus actually listening to the ramblings of the little dormouse.

"Explain to me the world you live in. Not this one, the one your real bodies occupy."

"The...well the world I live in is called Halloween. It has an amazing school and there are so many different types of students there. And we have classes and clubs and professors that teach us all manners of things. We get to learn how to control our natural abilities and how to harvest fear. And we have these cute little pets they are kind of like the pets around here. I've seen them I think...and then there are family and friends and all manners of things that I'm still learning about."

She was lost in her own thought for a moment as she tried to describe her world. It wasn't something that she even thought would be hard to do until it hit her that it really was. Frowning slightly she suddenly heard a different question one that made her flinch.

"Have you ever been hurt by someone you love?"

"I...uhm yeah...I mean yes I have. My 언니...older sister...except she's not really my older sister. She's older then me...and my mother, well she is the daughter that my mother wished I was...she hurt me once...but that was because I was weak...and I suppose..."

She couldn't finished her thought when the voice asked her the question that had actually been on her mind since her y2 exams.

"What are you afraid of?"

The only words on her lip was "Julian" except it wasn't him that she was afraid of and there wasn't much else she could possibly say before the voice took it as her response and continued forward.

"Tell me a secret about yourself."

"I thought I was in love before...and my mother and 언니 took him from me without trying."

That was clearly something that no one had ever known about her and possibly no one but the questioning voice would ever hear. Shaking her head she decided that she wasn't sure if the answer before was right, but before she could ask if she could change her answer she heard another question.

"What is it that you wish for the most?"

She stood there completely dumbfounded, what did she wish for the most, there was many things she wished for but she couldn't even begin to tell the voice what was the most important one out of them all.

"...I...I don't know there is so many and so may of them are sadly very selfish, but I...I don't know which is the one I wish the most. But I do know that my friends are very important to me...so maybe I wish for their happiness?"

She felt that the question wasn't actually answered but then she heard the voice reply,

"I crave [ Destruction ] and should I be favoured then this world will break and crumble and I will build a new one without pain or secrets."

"...oh is that all...I guess it doesn't sound that bad...no pain or secrets...that is..."

Feeling quiet dumb for responding she stood quietly and noticed that the door had opened some what. Looking around she smiled,

"...uhm well thank you? It was a pleasant chat...even if the questions were odd..."

Pushing her way out it was time to explore some more.