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A Narrator's Second Chance

Summary:

Our ever so thanatophobic narrator from Slay the Princess lands himself a second chance, a second chance to make things right. What happens when a 'mortal' that split a god in two to destroy the concept of change and death, land himself in a world of life, death, and rebirth? Only one way to find out.

Notes:

Hey guys! Are you ready for fun?

So do I!

This is my first ever fanfic and I'm very much scared of getting it wrong.

I've been watching a lot of playthroughs on Slay the Princess and Narrator's conflict made me start thinking of a niche game:

Sky: Children of the Light

So based on what I know about both games (and several headcanons to cover certain gaps), and my very poor memory skills this bad boy is born.

Hope you enjoy!

Chapter 1: Prologue

Summary:

Following the events of Slay the Princess where you see him for the first time...

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

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• "I think you're out of time."

So it is.

I've said my piece and my time is up.

Like I said, I'm just an echo. And echoes always fade away.

You know what you have to do.

 

Just like that, I close my eyes as I feel myself shatter. 

 

Everything goes dark, 

and only silence remains.

 

 

 

 

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At least, that's what I intially thought.

I can think.

I'm not exactly sure how, but I can.

 

... It's quiet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Time passes

 

I wasn't sure how long it's been in this darkness.

Years, Decades, Centuries?

Or maybe just a few seconds.

Either way, I hope that The Long Quiet did the right thing.

 

The silence is deafening.

 

I can't feel my body, I couldn't see, hear, smell nor taste anything.

I stare into the void for god knows how long.

Perhaps until I stop thinking entirely.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then, something strange begins to happen.

A flicker of light in the distance.

 

I dismissed it as a trick of the mind 

until it flickers again, now shining in the endless darkness.

 

I wasn't imagining things. 

 

Something is there in front of me. If there wasn't, I'm certainly losing it.

It's out of reach, and it continues to flicker like burning candle. A single star in the darkness.

 

Perhaps this light can keep me company here in eternal silence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Have I really done the right thing?

I probably won't find that out.

 

I only did what I was told to do.

What I thought was right.

 

I blinked for mere moments just to find- wait.

 

Did the star just... Grew a little bigger?

And did I just blinked?

 

I'm not going insane and seeing things, right?

 

I blinked again, I felt myself blink.

 

I wasn't seeing things, the star is in fact growing larger albeit in a small pace. I feel my eyes as they wander around the void. Am I... Regaining my senses?

 

Notes:

*sees a star*

Narrator: I think I'm going insane.