“I, a stranger and afraid
In a world I never made.”
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A stream of light flowed through the purple curtains draped over the window, Mori felt odd, his chest felt heavy, moreover, he had just awoken from what had felt like a long long sleep, yet the sunlight didn't trouble his pupils at all whereas usually, it would take a few seconds for them to adjust. 'Wait purple curtains?' Immediately his eyes frantically ran through the room—from three feet above the ground he saw a family, a man, an old grandmother, two boys no more than three-five years old and a girl a few years elder than the boys surrounding a mother who held in her hand a baby with a bright smile, at least he thought them a family—seeing them together did give that feeling.
'I am floating?' Mori asked himself, only then did he realize that no one paid any attention to the twenty-two-year-old guy that was floating in the air—he didn't know how most humans would react but he expected that at least a few fucks would be given at that. Then he raised his arms to his eye level seeing translucent petite, thin and beautiful fingers, 'Wait! Petite and Beautiful!?' Immediately he set about examining hi-her body, a bountiful chest—'So that's why my chest felt heavy.'—long legs, plum thighs, slim waist, the height of over six feet, snow-white skin matched with silver hair and from the reflection of the window mirror, thin red lips, golden eyes that looked like that of a beast, verticles iris and all, adorned on a drop-dead gorgeous face that looked straight out of fiction.
And her clothes, no her armour was a just match for her fictional beauty, her hair braided by a claw-like hairpin, the pauldrons merged with the cuirasses covering the upper parts of her shoulder till her elbow where the counter was overrun with a blanket of feathers, from then her vambraces covering her entire lower arm only terminating at her gauntlets which had long pointed spike-like design—'Like a beast's.'— and her chest armour left her upper body almost exposed, barely covering her stomach whereas the protection of her neck was left to a neckless like bevor, her legs had stockings originating some ways down from a short skirt and terminating in sabatons which had high heels that looked pointed enough to stab someone through.
(Picture below—Not mine, just using it as a reference.)
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