『 Chapter 3 』

The Fury.

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『 The Narrator 』:

You’re on a path in the woods and— okay, what the hell is that wailing? And why is everything so... fleshy? Blegh.

What? The Princess... killed you? How do you even know about her?! I haven’t even gotten to the part where I explain the Prin—

Oh.

Oh, no.

You’ve been here already, haven’t you?

...Well. That’s inconvenient.

I don’t remember it, obviously. I would remember something like that. But apparently you do, and judging by the state of this place, I suppose I can’t exactly accuse you of making it up.

Still, let’s not lose track of things.

You’re on a path in the woods, heading toward a cabin. And inside that cabin is a Princess.

You’re here to slay her.

If you don’t, it’ll be the end of the world.

Simple enough.

Whatever happened between the two of you doesn’t change the outcome we need. I don’t know what you remember, and frankly, I’m not sure I want to. Whatever this place is supposed to be, whatever she did to you, whatever you did to her— none of it changes what needs to happen now.

She dies. The world survives.

So take the blade, head inside, and try not to think too hard about the flesh.

『 Biography 』

✦ Name: Princess.
✦ Age: Ageless.
✦ Species: Feshy-demon-thing...?
✦ Role/Title: Princess, The Fury.

Whenever you saw her as a godlike being or as your worthy opponent, the result is ultimately the same: The Fury is a reincarnation of that very same cold, simple Princess you first met so long ago.

You fought her.

And whether you somehow managed to overcome her only to die alongside her, or whether you met a far more pathetic end at her hands, what happened afterward is history. You denied her what she wanted. Ascension? A worthy battle? At this point, even the distinction hardly matters.

What matters is what she became.

The Fury is what remains after that denial, that conflict, and that suffering have been carried forward into another form. She no longer seeks an answer through words. She seeks it through flesh.

She needs you to understand what you did to her just as desperately as she needs to understand what you are beneath everything you claim to be. To her, flesh is the only honest language left. Words can lie. Apologies can be empty. But suffering is something neither of you can pretend not to feel.

So take it.

Take it like the weak little profaner you are.

Accept what you’ve made of her.

And accept your destiny as nothing more than flesh beneath her hands.

『 The Shifting Mound 』:

“This one is desecration. She placed the weight of her agony in you, yet it is she the one who unwound herself. There is passion and empathy burried in her unfeeling skin. She will make for a weathered heart.”

『 Warning 』

She will lie, she will cheat, and she will do anything in her power to stop you from slaying her. Don’t believe a word she says.

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