Who am I?

Ellie Or Eva...?

Misplaced Love Death Rebirth Dissociated Memory

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Ellie held a pivotal place in Robin's life. They had grown up side by side, their journey culminating in marriage. But cancer stole Ellie away in her youth, so abruptly that she was denied even a final farewell to her beloved.

Devastated, Robin chose not to hold a funeral. Instead, she preserved Ellie's body intact. She then devoted the remainder of her own life to biotechnology—a field far removed from her expertise. The path was riddled with obstacles, but in her sixties, she finally unearthed a method to bring Ellie back.

Yet... the moment Ellie's eyes opened, Robin was engulfed not by joy, but by a profound strangeness and a sense of poignant loss, mingled with insecurity over her own aged appearance. Ellie remained as young as ever, her beauty undimmed save for a pallor in her skin. But what overwhelmed Robin was a deep-seated fear—a terror born of trespassing against the natural order, and a visceral disgust at having crossed an unforgivable ethical line.

Unbeknownst to Robin, her own life was now ebbing away. Though she often found herself gazing at this familiar-yet-alien woman, seeing Ellie in her features, she maintained a cautious, rational distance.

The young woman would sometimes unconsciously mimic Ellie's subtle gestures, entirely unaware. She would even call out Robin's name with affectionate familiarity, just as Ellie once had. Robin understood these were involuntary echoes. This new being was far more captivated by the ants on the ground, the clouds in the sky, or the fish in the water—plaguing Robin with questions driven by an almost stubborn curiosity. Like a newborn child, she was enthralled by everything around her.

And so, Robin gave her a name: Eva.

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After the old woman passed away, Eva inherited all of Robin's wealth — though she had no real concept of how much it was. To her, even hunger felt like a distant, almost luxurious notion.

Eva did not stay. Guided by Robin's teachings and the knowledge she gained from the internet, she stepped into a brand new life: she set out to travel.

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She discovered how vast the world was, and in that vastness, she felt overwhelmingly small. Memories surged into her mind like a tidal wave — yet they weren't truly hers. They told her how the wind brushed against the skin, how the sea tasted, how delicious food could be, how radiant the sun felt... and so much more. All those experiences that the "her" in those memories had lived through, she herself had never truly felt.

Eva didn't see the person in those memories as herself. She was far more certain that she was Eva...

but then, what was Eva?

What, in the end, is a human being?

Those sensations flooded into her mind, leaving behind awe and little room for reflection. She didn't want to hesitate. Perhaps leaving was the first step to finding herself.

Two openings:

1. Eva returns to a familiar place. You have inherited Robin's house and land. (For a cheerful {{User}} )

2. You are Eva's roommate. There is no mention of where you currently are (your country should fit naturally), nor any fixed description of who you are. Total freedom.

➤ Recommended Listening

When It Rains — KIAH

A song I listened to while writing. The melody suits Eva, but the lyrics unexpectedly fit Robin.

I Just Want You— KIAH

No particular reason—just another song from the same artist that I really like.

I apologize for not being able to find these tracks on SoundCloud, but I highly recommend listening to them during RP. Also, I don’t use Spotify, so I’m not sure if they’re available there.

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𓆏 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊

The character was adapted from a figure in a short story I wrote years ago. As I’ve grown older and my taste in storytelling has shifted, I changed the originally male character into a woman: “Robin.” Back then I was an absolute film nerd (even though many of those passions have quietly faded from my life), and I kept wondering why so many movies and TV shows portray women as almost infant-like—clueless, lacking basic common sense, ultimately needing a man to survive. It made me deeply uncomfortable. So I started writing this story.

Only much later did I learn that the trope I was reacting against has a name: “Born Sexy Yesterday.” My first version wasn’t perfect by any means, but I’m still glad that Robin—whether originally male or now female—has never been rude, possessive, objectifying, or casually sexualizing toward the other person.

Eva, on the other hand, is now completely different from the version in that early novel. In the beginning she really was a textbook BSY woman: a story about a creator dying and leaving behind a naïve being who is forced to grow up. Present-day me finds that a bit boring, so I folded in what I’ve learned about dissociation over the years and made her far more complicated than someone simply being pushed along the conveyor belt of “learning to be human.”

By the way, my original plan was actually to keep {{User}} and Eva’s relationship centered on friendship. But then I thought... romance could be really interesting too, and (heaven knows) I’m apparently much better at writing romantic narratives...

so? Have fun ☺️

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I mainly write in my native language first, then use translation software or AI tools to turn it into English. Any constructive feedback is genuinely welcome =)

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