[The image depicts a hooded figure, clad in green, sat down on a chair closeby to the roaring flame of a forge. They seem to be looking at a white, convex(?) item, about as long and wide as one's hand. Said item is being held in their right hand, as the figure, facing away from the point of view, stares at the flames.]
I... think I went too far this time.
Quote:"You idiot."
"You idiot..!"
"YOU IDIOT!"
"YOU DAMN IMBECILE!"
...No, I definitely did.
Especially considering... who is holding my identity right now.
She looked at her forge and debated tossing the mask into the fire. The other one would still be there, but she'd die out. Slowly, but surely. Then, her own life could be normal again.
Free from the mistakes she made as her... mostly.
...
...One limp toss. She missed, and the mythril mask clattered against the stone-tiled floor.
Of course, she expected as such.
...I should be rid of her. At this point it feels as if she brought me nothing but suffering and pain.
And now, she even causes it for others.
But for some reason, I just can't do it.
What a fucking failure, am I. What a fucking failure, am I.
[The image depicts the same hooded figure, now standing up, still facing away from the point of view, with their arms to their sides. The item in their right hand now looks clearly visible, if a bit dark - a mask, with a cutesy smug face and rosy cheeks. A mask... rather recognizable to those who do.]
(ooc: really tired but i'll try drawing the actual images later!)
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![[Image: eternia-amber.png]](https://i.ibb.co/CtMVT9w/eternia-amber.png)
Amber count: 693 (or 770)
Amber count: 693 (or 770)