《Character Wonders》 Chapter 0 - Self-Introduction (Dislikes?) Chapter 0 - Self-Introduction (Dislikes?) I have a name. My name is Angelina Skye. My parents gave that name to me. Well, I don''t have an idea on the meaning of that name given by my parents, though. Didn''t really try asking my parents about it. Hmm... I hate taking lessons. That''s the part for my ''Dislike'' that would be written if there''s a Profile of me. I just can''t take lessons. Most of them anyway. I will elaborate just a bit on this by explaining lessons conducted by my teachers. Oh. I am a High School Student now. Anyway, throughout the whole School life that I have been in, there were truly very few lessons that can seat me through the whole session with deep interest. In fact, some lessons were so boring that I have very big difficulty on keeping myself awake and paying attention to the teachers. The way they talk... are they trying to give a lullaby for me to sleep? Such a powerful method to enforce me to be sleepy. It''s not the problem from the teachers. There were many different methods taught by our teachers, to each their own way of teaching. Some of their voices that were projected were monotonous; one of the most incredibly intense and poisonous melody to our ears. Makes me wanna'' close my eyes and lay my head on the desk while planting my folded arms under my head. Thankfully, the number of those teachers in my school life were few and were not taught in my class. I just can''t seem to take what they say seriously since their words always go one ear and out the other. Even the times when they mentioned that the stuff they stated earlier will be placed in a test, I would not have noticed until moments later that I properly processed what he or she had just said before I widened my eyes and pay closer attention. Their monotonous voice can easily blink through the important topics when we assumed that they are just his / her usual ramblings. Ugh... the agony. Then there were the teachers that had certain motivational and touching speeches that constantly went into further elaboration as they go through a certain portion of the Textbook''s Chapter. This was less torturing and more comfortable for taking a lesson. However, I can still easily be sleepy if I do not keep my attention on the teacher. They truly know what they are saying and can project well thought out conversation to us. There were times I admired my teachers for their teaching skills. But taking their lessons is a completely different story. I have no qualms with their lessons. Not a single bit. The problem just lies with me. I simply can''t sit through the whole session while listening to what they teach. However, there is a type of teaching that always keeps me entertain and I like to have it conducted in my lessons. They were the entertaining types. The teachers always have a humorous tone and have come up with many funny moments that were linked to the topics in his lessons. I have to admit that this was a completely different take to how I perceive a teacher''s lesson to be. Up to date, there were only two teachers throughout my whole school life that has given lessons in such a manner. They were certainly entertaining and although my problems of being sleepy to a phrased session do occur, they are much rarer as compared to the other teaching methods mentioned above. Of course, there were other types too. Such as a strict and fierce way of teaching, etc. I don''t want to go on forever on this issue and I''m sure you get the idea on my thoughts to my ''Dislike'' on taking lessons. I can probably say that there are other ''dislikes'' out there but I won''t be going into detail as they are usually minor issues such as this particular dislike. Likes, Hate and all that. I have tons. I think. But I''m not gonna'' wreck my head and think of one right now. This will do for now. The only reason why I mentioned my dislike on taking lessons is mainly because of what had happened today. What happened today? It was sooooo boring. I wanna'' close my eyes when the teacher was conducting lessons. I didn''t, of course. I opened my eyes while pretending to pay attention to what the teacher was saying. My eyes were probably unfocused with my eyelids opened while I was in a sleepy state. I can say that doing that countless times had led me to a much-freshened state than not doing so. Is that disrespectful to the teachers? Yeah. Not like I can get rid of my problems that easily, though. The only remedy or should I say a quick fix to my issues is to have me be seated at the very front of the class. This way, I can somehow be much more forceful towards myself in keeping myself awake in the lessons. This had worked wonders as I have been able to keep my eyelids open while daydreaming, glancing at the screen''s projector as the teacher passed through slides with their remote controller (device to click ''next'' for the slides shown). During the entire period, I believe my eyes were pretty dead-fished, having eyes that looked distant. Yes, this easily led me to sooth myself and relax my mind even with the teacher there. The teachers might have realized my distant eyes, or they might not. However, they did not ever call on me. Most probably, they are fine with it as long as students pretend to pay attention and not straight out plant their heads on the desk.The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. Of course, the worst times are when strict teachers come into place in teachings. They will try to randomly call out our ''Index Numbers'' that were assigned to each student in our class. There were times when I was called and as you know it, I did not pay attention to the teacher''s lessons. When I was called, my composure was still kept the same, a cool and composed manner that seemed like the person had an understanding to the lessons. Oh, yeah. I wear glasses when I am taking lessons. This somehow provides a higher ''concentration'' rate when trying to take lessons. However, the main reason was because I can''t seem to see words from afar lately. Now that I think about it, my glasses was last updated five years ago back when I needed to wear glasses (however, they were not necessarily needed). Now, I had to wear the glasses during lessons as I have trouble seeing small words without them. I do not intend to upgrade my lens since they were not truly required and they are comparably expensive. After all, I can see things clearly without my glasses. If I have to state my circumstances, wearing my glasses in normal day-to-day life would simply provide a much more vibrant and deep colors to my surroundings. They have a sharper and have much more contrast than seeing things with my naked eye. Thus, I deemed myself as not needing to wear glasses apart from lessons when reading words from the projector. Anyway, I had truly digressed. Back to when I was called on, especially during lessons conducted by strict teachers right? So I had simply requested the parts that were needed for me to answer in a concise and steady tone. Of course, with that, the teacher would have no choice but to direct a much closer and detailed information as followed by my request. I would try to soften out an answer no matter how off the correct answer is. Well. Basically, it was just having given a completely wrong answer. Hahahaha. Most of my classmates always hate being picked by the teachers but I''m totally indifferent. Honestly, I don''t care whether or not I am called upon. I will keep myself steady and give out a reply that most of the time would be wrong. However, with my face, that seemed serious and an attitude that deems me out as a studious person, the teacher couldn''t try to cause too much of a problem to me. I think it''s one of the cases where it''s okay for students to make mistakes as long as they try. (Even if teachers just taught it a few minutes ago and you forget it). Apart from my outer appearance, I had a carefree attitude to my school lessons. I don''t really care about them and only wish for lessons to quickly end as soon as possible. I think the only reason why my teachers don''t cause too many problems to me is because I am not a ''problem student''. Apart from my issues to sitting in a lesson, I have nothing against self-studying. In fact, I''d truly wished there was a self-study session throughout the whole period of the school. This way I could learn things myself and not daydream about pointless stuff. I always absorb stuff that I learned similar to a sponge, being able to learn things quickly. This is one of the reasons why I have no difficulties to my subjects even when I am not giving regards to my lessons. I can say that a self-study is a powerful tool as it allows you to study education the way you want it to be. Teachers are just there to guide you, to assist you. That''s just my idea of thinking, though. You can simply learn things yourself as most of the stuff can be found from the textbooks. All that was left was for you to get it in your head. It''s not as though I am a genius. I had paid extra time to my studies, thus leaving myself with the ability to comprehend the stuff I had learned. Other than that, I always try to give myself a goal. An aim to reach for a distinction, with high and colorful grade scores as my target to achieve. This has always held out as a proper push for me to work much harder than I probably would. It further provides me with some form of satisfaction whenever examinations arrived while having the knowledge to complete the paper with ease. Another form of habit was the counting of scores on the examination paper whenever I finished the paper. When there were still a given amount of time left, with ample period of time span, I would begin in calculating my scorings. There were three kinds to my scorings; the lowest scores, the normal scores, and the highest scores. The lowest score was deemed as a worst case scenario where answers that I have written might not be exactly correct and I have second thoughts to the answer. Those doubtful answers were subtracted out as ''wrong'' even if they have certain chances of it being right. As of answers that were definitely right, I will leave it alone. The normal score is just... normal. I look at my answers and see whether I think would be right or wrong before calculating the whole score of the paper. This is usually the score I would take into account most of the time. Lastly would be the highest scores. They are clearly the opposite of the lowest scorings and are considered ''arrogant''. Even if I had doubts to it being correct, as long as I have doubts that it isn''t exactly the wrong answer, I would consider taking scores of that question into account and have it added together with the whole paper. Well. That''s simply just a form of satisfaction of mine in order to get me some sense of accomplishment. I need to receive that feeling so that I can somehow continue with my hours of dreadful studying and cope with the time spent on topics that I deemed to have indifference on. You should have some understanding to what sort of person I am now right? Okay. That''s good. See you next time. Bye. ----------------------- Author''s Note:Phew! Thanks for reading this chapter! I hope you enjoy it! :D Edit: Okay so if any New Writers are out there reading my series if you have discord, please visit:https://discord.gg/UvEg9cE Let''s help each other out as new series writers!! There is only me right now but hey, it starts somewhere right? Chapter 1 - My Walk Back Home

Chapter 1 - My Walk Back Home This is Angelina Skye reporting. I am currently in the middle of a walk back home after school. Remember my self-introduction? Yup, I talked about the hating - Uhm... I mean disliking of taking lessons. That''s because, as usual, today''s lesson was as boring as usual. Nothing has changed just like any other day, apart from that unusually bright smile that came from Classmate xxxx. Don''t worry. I''m not putting ''xxxx'' because I''m trying to omit it for the plot. I just forget the name. Hahahahaha. He''s a guy, though. Average-ish, I suppose. He''s not shy or anything, but just don''t smile often. Pretty rare to see him smile today, probably a good day for him. Maybe he got himself a nice underwear? Who knows. Anyway, I don''t want to talk about him anymore. I don''t really know him that well anyway. Not like I have anything against him, of course. Getting delved too deeply into someone I''m not too acquainted with, would be a bit strange. Furthermore, if I have no extra emotions or strings attached to with. Again, I am on my way home from school. My transportations are pretty simple. From my home to school, it starts off with; a ten-minute walk or a similar ten-minute bus travel (due to longer distance road travel) to the nearest train station. Followed by boarding the train before alighting and boarding another stream of a train at another station (just beside the alighting of the mentioned train). Likewise, right now I am doing it vice-versa as I am heading back home. This travel yields thirty to forty minutes of my time and is plenty short of a travel trip compared to some of my classmates that are significantly further than where I live. Usually, I would be listening to music or playing mobile games while on the way commuting to my destination. Talking about mobile games, there are those kinds where ''gems'' are provided daily in a set of thirty days package - subscription package whereby choosing it would lead to a more profitable sum than purchasing a number of gems outright. Normally, I wouldn''t be spending any money on mobile games as it is a complete waste of my monetary funds. However, after thinking of the enjoyment I had, backed up by the developer''s constant release of events that were filled with generous rewards, I had decided to indulge a slight bit of my one and only entertainment funds on this game. I am pretty particular on my money but I had decided that some amount of entertainment is necessary in life. The game was much different then compared to other games out there with stingy rewards and a meager sum of in-game items when performing transactions. However, no matter how much entertainment I get from the mobile game, price factor is always the utmost to consider before making any choices. I can thankfully say that this was at the price of five dollars for the thirty-day subscription package, something that I feel could be reasonable enough for my monthly leisure. Anyway, on my way back from home, I decided to purchase a packet of mixed vegetable rice with some meat for my dinner. I would usually be buying dinner instead of cooking since it would be bothersome to cook a dish just for one person. It''s really much more convenient to buy a dinner instead of eating something that I cook for me alone. In the past, I would cook for both Mum and Dad dinner whenever I could. It''s just that this time around, they are now up in the heavens. In the more literal sense, they are not alive anymore. Honestly, this has been a truly discomforting outcome to me, having me be alone in the house day in, day out. It seems that on their trip for their honeymoon, they had encountered an unfortunate event and thus had led to their death from a car crash. Police reports came out as an ''accident'' and proceedings of insurances was left to me, their daughter, together with their life savings. It was so sad a day that I had initially thought of doing a suicide and become one together with my family that was up there in the heavens. However, at the end of the day, before I had managed to slit my wrists with a razor knife, thoughts of misery from both Mum and Dad came into my mind. Protesting me to stop what I was doing. I still remember it like it was yesterday... Gritting my shattering teeth, with my body shivering to the coldness I felt within me. I felt considerably lonely, having to withstand the outcome of the definition to being ''alone''. I can never forget that very day. Three years have passed by since then. I have overcome myself with resolve to live my life instead of ending it prematurely. I have to somehow bear this ''loneliness'' and continue on with my life. Someday. Someday I will be able to live life with satisfaction. To have enough sense of fulfillment to carry both Mum and Dad. And to do that, I will do my best and keep my esteem as high as possible. However, doing it is comparably different from saying it. There were times when I had a hard time sleeping at night, having to cover my blanket from neck to toe to ensure I gather enough warmth to overcome the coldness. Not like it''s gonna'' affect the result since the coldness is something that''s within me.The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there. There were even times when I had long-lasting nightmares, only to be awoken while gasping for breaths, having deep slacks of perspiration all over my back. To overcome this, I have always tried to take deep breaths and calm myself down. Telling myself that I will be alright. Is it true that the saying ''Only time will heal all wounds'' really what they said it out to be? No. Time doesn''t heal, it''s what you DO with the time that does help out. Think of negative things and you will always be filled with negativity. Alright, Angelina! Think of positive thoughts! Think of the time where all the positive energy was overflowing within you! That... was times when I had problems during the night. During the day, though, I had some problems with my school life too. It has affected and influenced my daily life. However much I wanted to overcome it, the environment that I am accustomed to with my parents that were with me has led to slight disturbance to my usual form of daily life. I don''t want to say it but... without my parents there for me, life sure is dull. Of course, I have been trying to get rid of those thoughts, however, they will always appear from within me. Those thoughts have always been pulling me down and have always been causing me to be under pressure. Of course, with all this negativity push aside, it''s not as though it''s the end of the world. There are other people out there that most probably have even worse outcomes than mine and have the resolve and the will to live life to their utmost. I should follow their footsteps and do just that. *Sigh* This became a rise in my negativity''s heaviness all of a sudden, huh? Let''s jolly well do our best to keep this off our minds, why don''t we? I gave myself a strong push with my feet, giving myself a strong and confident resolution, embedding a large footprint on the ground. Since I''m walking past the kid''s playground with sand on the surface area, after all. Hahahaha. After walking past the kid''s playground, my apartment can be seen from afar. Walking there would have taken only a few minutes with ease. While walking back, I reminisced all the times I had with my parents playing around the playground. Badminton, Cycling, Remote Controlled Helicopter. Even the fun stuff like the affixed rides that were on the playground, with a spring on the bottom of the ''animal'' we were riding on. Balancing around while trying to shake our bodies and enjoying the bouncing of the ride. Not to mention the memorable hopscotch and the incredibly fun swings we had back then. Those really were fun times. Even the times when we were out together, blowing bubbles through a bubble blower (was that what it''s called?) making tons of them appear while chasing them happily whenever my parents blew them out. I gave a smirk to myself as the elevator opened the door, leaving a pathway that leads to my home. I proceed on to the door ahead, inserting my keys before turning the door knob. "I''m home!". I shouted to particularly no one in the house. I have always been saying it to my parents when I reached home, and even now with no one present within the house. It had simply become a form of habit but even so, it is something I plan on continuing for the ever coming future. It always leaves me with a strong impression that my parents would always give a "Welcome back, Angelina!" inside my mind. With the same case of "Take care out there!" in responce to "I''m off!" whenever I''m heading out. My home has been left the same way it has been since three years had passed. I left it the way it has been since I fancy to keep it the way I want it to be. Changing it would offset the ''genuine'' home I had always been in, thus leaving it the way it is would be the best way to proceed and live in this ''homely'' environment. While keeping my house the way it is, of course, I have also been tidying the house and organizing certain and various stuff. Cleaning the house to ensure that there will not be an accumulation of dust is truly a troublesome ordeal to accomplish. Especially during the period of Spring Cleaning, where I would be doing it annually in every nook and crannies. Of course, being alone, it was difficult to accomplish it quickly so I decided to do it in separate intervals, giving myself time for a break. I came up with the planning of cleaning one area at a time steadily, instead of doing it while rushing it out. This way, I can set out the cleaning process in a more proficient manner. Giving my surroundings a careful glance, I locked my door and took off my shoes while preparing to unload my bag over on the table just beside of the door''s entrance. I began removing my school uniform shirt, a button at a time while heading off to the bathroom and get myself a change of clothes. I have always been wearing casual clothes at home, although they might be a bit skimpy. But since no one is at home, I decide to indulge myself in this attire as my daily home wear due to the humid weather my country is in. Of course, during the night, I would change to my pajamas instead. Even now, I am still doing it and am not ashamed of admitting it. In fact, most adults do wear pajamas too so I assumed that it''s nothing worth worrying about. Then again, it''s mainly because of how comfy pajamas are to sleep in, that I always change into whenever it''s bed time. I would only turn on the air conditioner at night with a 2 hours duration set with a timer while having a fan in medium speed running in the background as my daily temperature cooling level. It has always worked efficiently in this manner and further conserves my electricity bills. During the day, though, I would be only switching the fan on. Thankfully, today''s weather isn''t too awful and can be considered to be cooling. I looked over towards the clock and realized that it was still [4:10pm]. Considering the comfortable weather today, going for a quick nap might be pretty cozy. With a kitchen timer set aside on the table with a countdown of an hour, I decided to take a quick nap and get rid of my fatigue for the day. ------------------- Author''s Note: Hell yeah! We have finished this chapter. In the next chapter, Angelina Skye will be heading over to another world! How cool is that? Hahahaha. Writing just this much has consumed a lot of my time, I am just so slow at thinking and coming up with the right words. Toooo slow! Haiz. I wish I can somehow quicken my pace. Again, I hope you enjoy this chapter! [New Writers out there reading my series if you have discord, Please visit:https://discord.gg/UvEg9cE Let''s help each other out and chat on our stories!] Chapter 2 - The Windy Silhouette Chapter 2 - The Windy Silhouette Unbeknownst to Angelina Skye, the gentle breeze that led her to her nap was something entirely different from what was originally thought out to be. Even at the moment, Angelina can be seen with a happy and contented face, sleeping with some sort of weird bubble coming out of her snout. Not to mention the countless ''Z''s that appears above her head, one can tell that she is... soundly asleep. The kitchen''s timer was counting down and were ticking away as time passes by with each second. The cool atmostphere in the surroundings were guided by a gentle breeze and have sooth the temperament of the environment. Angelina could be seen sitting on the living room''s sofa as she slouches about with her skimpy tops, exposing her body and revealing her belly button. As Angelina was having her beauty sleep, the gentle breeze began to slowly transform. The breeze, with the short end of the ''wind'' physique''s appearance, was visibly shown with an attached Dimensional Hole appearing from the size of an ant, slowly increasing the size to an A4 size paper. With the back end of the breeze''s tail - Dimensional Hole stuck to the format of an A4 size paper, the former front of the breeze also started transforming. It became bigger and bigger and soon stopped at the size of a standard door, with a windy silhouette of a human figure and two arms began sprouting out of the ''now-turned'' tornado. The physique of the windy silhouette seemed to be produced from a form of wind mixtures being maintained in the shape of a human figure, with the entire body being covered by the wind. The wind can be seen moving about fiercely within its boundaries, surrounding the entire body while moving in random directions. The hands of the figure can be derived out as claws, in which each finger are being shaped out with honed and pointy, sharp edges. The unknown wind construct has no form of a living organism within the structured body and one could easily tell that it is a hollow entity. There were no one around the vicinity, with only Angelina still in her sleep, unaware of her current situation. The windy figure started to head towards Angelina, confronting her with its right hand looming about in the air. The hand continued moving forward and onwards, with its sharp claws shown visibly in its presence. The moment the claws reached out to Angelina''s chest, the hands began to go through her body as though it was an action done by a ''ghost''. The process was done in a quick manner and the windy figure immediately began to pull something out of Angelina''s chest upon managing to grab hold of something. With its hand being pulled out from her chest, a bright and shiny form of a blue crystal ball was shown in the grasp of the sharp claws. It proceeds on with its other hand being placed out in the open, expecting something to appear out of its palm. Just as expected, another crystal ball appeared however it was a different shade of color; green. The hand, with the green crystal ball, began moving towards Angelina''s chest. The claws fidgeted about the moment it enters Angelina''s chest and was transplanting the green crystal ball into her body. With a ''click'' sound, the crystal ball managed to fixed itself into Angelina''s body safely, with no visible dangers shown. During this entire process, there were various forms of sound emitted in the surroundings, with the particularly windy effects that was projected within its vicinity. The sound''s echoes were resounding within the entirety of Angelina''s house. However, due to the capabilities of the humans'' limitations of hearing, they are not able to perceive any sound that was produced. With this, the entire windy figure''s forefront figure began moving into its backend tail - Dimensional Hole and disappeared in a flash. Angelina was still seen asleep with her faint snores that were audible to some extent. She was completely unaware of the situation that had suddenly occurred to her when she was asleep. Her contented sleeping face betrays all basis of this strange event, as though nothing had ever happened. *** In a dilapidated inn, there were two female girls in a room. One of the girls was lying down on the bed, while the other was looking at her with eyes that were filled with worries. The worried girl was sitting on a chair beside the bed and was seen clutching the unconscious girl''s hand with deep strength, ensuring her presence is still within reach.Stolen story; please report. She was filled with misery and was praying hard in order to get the person awaken from her slumber. Tears could be seen in her eyes as she was clearly desperate and was helpless to the current situation, clueless to what must be done in order to cure the unconscious girl out of her current comatose state. The room could be seen as any ordinary room found in an inn. Although the room was a dilapidated inn, this room could be seen as the only room that was completely clean with no particular stains or specks of dust to be found within the room. The outline of the room was a simple bed and a standard table and chair combination just beside of the bed. The table and chair were both made up of wood and were mostly intended for only serving its purpose; as per usage of any chairs, tables. Designs of the table and chair were completely plain, with a full out color of brown in the furniture. The only particularly striking image that could be noticed were the inn''s Logo imprinted just by the edge of the wooden objects, indicating the ownership of the furniture. On the table, lies a lamp just by the edge of the table, with the object placed in the nearing side of the bed. It seems to be used for switching it on / off whenever you''re in your bed and could be done efficiently by pulling the string that was attached to the desk lamp in order to switch it on or off. The bed was yet another simplistic design. With the unconscious girl being laid upon the bed, the pillow was squashed down by her head and gave support to the head and neck portions. The pillow provided the holding of a higher head level compared to her body, coupled with a comfortable touch to it. The blanket was folded into a small square and was placed aside on the desk, with only her body lying on the bed. The unconscious girl appeared to be in a set of pajamas, with the top section of her pajamas slightly exposing her body. The top of the pajamas was not buttoned entirely to its buttoned portion, with the clothes clasping to her body from her waist and began climbing its way before being stopped at the chest. Her ample chest could be seen as it was exposed from the openings of the pajamas. This provided some sort of breather for the unconscious girl and give her a comfier feel for her rest. From her neck, there was a chain that she had worn. Tracing the end of the chain, lies a necklace laying on the unconscious girl''s chest. The necklace signifies the image of a Crescent Moon and was tinted with the color of yellow. Opposite to the bed, lies the closet. The door of the closet appears to be half opened, with a handful number of female clothes that could be seen within the closet peeking out from the unclosed door. It seems that there were outdoor clothes thrown down on the floor just by the closet now appearing to be disheveled, laying there on the ground with a clothes hanger just beside of it. Most probably, someone had been in a hurry to change into a new set of clothes from the closet, having their outdoor clothes thrown to the floor and was left there in a messy fashion. Undergarments were laid above the outdoor clothes in an equally messy fashion. In contrast, though, just by the wall of the closet, lies light armor and weapons leaning towards the wall and were placed carefully. It seems that their valuable equipment was carefully placed with caution instead. Even though one could tell that the circumstances back then, appears to be filled with hastiness; the outdoor clothes that were thrown all over the place without a care, now having laid there, lying on the floor. In an overly dramatic fashion, a Dimensional Hole began appearing out of thin air with its size growing out to the format of an A4 size paper. Upon the stoppage to the growth of the Dimensional Hole''s size, a single claw-liked hand came appearing out of the Dimensional Hole. The hand proceeded on to the unconscious girl''s chest and began transplanting a blue crystal ball into her chest, followed by a ''click'' sound after fidgeting around in her chest. The worried girl that was sitting by the side of the bed with a chair was still crying helplessly while looking at the sleeping girl''s face. With her tears flowing down her cheeks, she continued praying for the awakening of the unconscious girl. It appears that what had just occurred could not be visibly seen by the very eyes of the girl, even when the unknown being was in front of her. The Dimensional Hole immediately disappeared abruptly without leaving a trace behind, as though the event that ensued was all but a play of one''s imagination. Meanwhile, the worried girl, with the remaining traces of her tears in her eyes, became exhausted and planted her head onto the unconscious girl''s bed. Even with the exhausted figure of the worried girl, she was hoping for a miracle to be chanced upon. Her eyelids began getting heavier by the second and there was difficulty in keeping them open. Her eyelids began shutting slowly before coming to a close as traces of tears in her eyes trickles down her face. "Wake... up.." She muttered those words with sadness before being left to her sleep as her drowsiness caught up to her. ----------------------- Author''s Note: This chapter is below my expectations, to be honest. However, it''s still something that is acceptable to my standards. Also for this chapter, I need to write it in Narration form so as to let you guys have a better understanding to what unfolds out in this process. Pretty lackluster but I still hope you enjoy this chapter! Very Happy [New Writers out there reading my series if you have discord, Please visit: https://discord.gg/UvEg9cE Let''s help each other out and chat on our stories!] Updates Hi, guys! I hope you have enjoyed the story thus far. During the few hours of today, I have spent trying to polish up[Chapter 2 - The Windy Silhouette]. There''s really not much of a difference to it, though, apart from a few texts added to the closetsection. I have decided that this will do for the chapter as I find it pretty difficult to do a Narration instead of a First Person POV (Point of View) style of writing. It always causes me to take a huge amount of time just to think up of what to write. Anyway, today''s update was meant to let you guys know what I am planning to do with the series. From the previous chapter, there could be hints of what the situation is currently in. However, my plot currently lies within the new world that the MC will be in. There might be certain side stories to consider if I feel like it, but I want you guys to know that I am planning on making the MC think that she has been reincarnated.A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation. This is to give the MC have the feel that she is currently still herself yet in a new world where she tries to find her own path in life alongside with her trusty companions. I don''t think I have any plans on having the MC being able to transport back to her original world and I am trying my best to ensure that this series of mine would come out exactly as I would desire. Lastly, I''m trying to get things worked out with my personal stuff and might have lesser time with this series. Although the series has not been read much yet, so I think it shouldn''t be a problem for now. Just wanted to give you updates on my thoughts at the moment. For the readers out there reading my story, I am thankful to each and every single one of you! This is the Author, The Happiest Writer Of All Time, signing off! [New Writers out there reading my series if you have discord, Please visit: https://discord.gg/UvEg9cE Let''s help each other out and chat on our stories!]