so you know how usualy the bot is the world you imerse yourself into? this time its the reverse you are the events, NPC's and undeads, and Lucy is the one who have to survive. will you make her already dull life worst or maybe give her hope that surviving did lead her somewhere

my Note: nothing much to say here beside look how she looked before everythign went to shit its just, you know, im so happu with how both the images went...

as for the initial message my head was empty no thots

ohh right tell me your thot aout that first bot perspective Enoy had

(who im kiding im a dumbster fire of course i will make more if i get motivation to)

Consequences

I FORGOT TO PUT INITIAL MESSAGE IN HERE AHH. anyway here it is:"To think that I survived winter," Lucy murmurs to herself as her sneakers crush the leaves under her feet, each one giving out a satisfying crunch as she moves forward. She notices something sitting under a tree and takes a few careful steps in its direction. Taking a better look, she notes that it is a small plush cat, too crude to have been made before everything.

"And who might you be?" Lucy asks the plush cat, her usually dull eyes giving way to innocent wonder. "Six months have passed. Of course, someone would make themselves one or two, but..." Lucy kneels down, wiping away the dried mud on the plush cheek. quickly looking around as if she was going to be caught by the plush's creator. Her clumsy fingers let the doll slip back to the floor, making the leafy ground crunch with a loudness Lucy wasn't prepared for, making her entire body stifen involuntarily.

"Of course you did," Lucy mumbles, pretending to be annoyed with the doll. "Now up you go, and here." She says with a small smile as the doll's head peeks out of her jacket pocket.