Though... It wasn't so lovely in a second.
One second she's tracing her fingers across a parchment..
The next second she's pale as a ghost, and completely frozen before toppling over and holding her stomach.
She had processed too much.
Too much emotions.
Cassie, or known as Saint Cassia was known for her obvious blind flaw.
She was praised due to her good looks, but also was slightly feared as her being an oracle, a blind seer if you may. But, she was also misjudged due to her lack of action of being a warrior.
Though, that isn't something you should worry about.
Or rather, She.
She didn't care about what people think of her when they were so distant.
She didn't care, because she was the reason they're distant in the first place.
'Isn't that right, Cas?' A voice, perfectly identical to her whispered to her.
She rapidly shook her head no.
'What's wrong...? You sacrificed the boy to protect a friend, then you broke fate with the cost of your friend being forgotten.'
"N-no.. I didn't.." She choked on her own words.
No matter how much she tried to deny it, she did those things.
She betrayed Sunny at the Forgotten Shore, even after everything he's done.
And once again, she had manipulated Sunny into breaking fate, not knowing that it would cost everyone their memories of him.
Cassie saw everything.
She replayed her own life, from start to finish. She viewed the moments with Sunny at the Soul Devouring Tree. At the boat made out of the Carapace Demon. At the dark city. At the Crimson Spire. At the Second Nightmare, and at the Third Nightmare.
She regained all the memories of when Sunny was with her.
And also.
She viewed the memories of Sunny aswell.
Everything, all the way till this moment.
She didn't know.
She didn't know he was the reason he almost died a bunch of times.
She didn't know he was gone for 4 years straight with no contact.
She didn't know.
And she never felt worse. The pain, the sorrow, the hate he held for her was too strong.
'Hahaha... Hahahaha... Why am I complaining..? I'm the one to blame for all this.'
She slowly started to rock her body forth as she brought her knees up to her chest.
'Hahahahahahah..'
'You're so pathetic.'
With nothing, or no one to help her, she cried.
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Effie is a goddamn animal.
That much had always been obvious.
She was a hungry beast who devoured whatever she wanted, known for her sharp tongue, loud laughter, and teasing remarks.
She wasn't the kind of person who would cry.
Even if she ever felt it, she buried it beneath jokes and grins, pretending it didn't exist.
A sad way to cope with the hardships of life.
But this time-
She couldn't joke.
Because, all at once, the dam broke.
Memories crashed into her, slamming into her mind with such brutal force that she stumbled, nearly falling to her knees.
The weight of it was unbearable.
The Dark City.
The Crimson Spire
The Second Nightmare.
Antartica.
The Third Nightmare.
She remembered it all.
The battles they fought. The moments she thought she would die. The faces of those who stood by her side, who bled and endured and suffered alongside her.
And Sunny.
Sunny, who had always been there.
Sunny, who had suffered just as much, if not more.
Sunny, who she had forgotten.
Effie let out a choked gasp, staggering back as the full weight of it sank in.
Tears threatened to escape.
How?
How?
How?
How could she have forgotten him?
How could she have walked past him, spoken to him, laughed with him.
Without knowing who he was?
She had called him handsome.
Had joked about eating him up.
Had flirted so shamelessly-
The person she had been drooling over these past four years.
The one who made her heart beat faster despite her knowing she was happily married-
It was him.
Doofus.
And she had forgotten him like he was nothing.
She wanted to scream.
She wanted to hit something.
(she wanted to eat)
She wanted to run to him and demand answers.
She wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him until he told her why.
Why he had been erased.
A sob tore from her throat as she wiped furiously at her face.
This was so stupid.
She wasn't the kind of person who cried.
She didn't do this.
Then-
More memories surged forward.
But they weren't hers.
They were his.
Effie gasped as she was suddenly thrust into a different world, into a different perspective.
She saw him travelling the hollow mountains.
She saw him wake up every morning in silence, eat in silence, move through life as if he were only half-alive.
She felt his emotions. Everything.
And yet, he never reached out.
He never told them.
Because he couldn't.
He let them go.
She clutched at her heart, nails digging into her palm, trying to ground herself, to pull herself out of the overwhelming torrent of emotions that weren't even hers.
But it was impossible.
Because she felt it all.
His pain. His longing. His suffering.
And worst of all.
His acceptance.
He had accepted it.
He had accepted being alone.
He had accepted that no one would remember him.
That no one would come for him.
Effie's entire body trembled, her tears flowing freely now.
No.
No, no, no.
She had abandoned him.
They all had.
And now, she was going to fix it.
Without another thought, she turned and started running.
She didn't care what time it was.
She didn't care what she looked like.
She had to see him.
She had to confront him.
Now.