The harbour princess of the bay
She has felt loss of her parents both in different ways, she has been betrayed and beaten down, her cries for help and justice is ignored by the system designed to help people like her, alone, abandoned and forced towards despair not for a justified reason but of unfortunate circumstance. Now there is only thing that will take her.
And that is the Abyss
Unknowingly this poor soul growing a certain compatibility with otherworldly alien powers.
an unconscious force that was starting to become aware of her as well.
It found her. And for a time it was disgusted at what it saw, no felt would be better as it wasn't as connected to her at that point in time.
It take long for opinions to change.
More and more it felt its disgust shift slowly from revulsion, and from revulsion to sickened.
This continued over time till it finally saw what was festering underneath her human form.
Sickened was to stranger, for now it was confused as to how a humane of creatures would draw its attention.
It looked further to this impossibly existence.
Closer it came to her, the more it felt her change to an echo of what it was beyond.
Closer it came to realise a new daughter was forming.
Anger, resentment, despair, abandonment, loss, hatred, sadness, all the evils that mankind could describe in the world and then sum it radiated she was starting to radiate, just like its daughters of the Abyss.
This was the same but foreign. An illegitimate daughter was forming not from its own influence but all by itself.
No. it was far more simple than that.
Another Abyss was forming outside of the Abyss itself.
A stranger no more but kin it never knew.
But their can only be one.
So it took action before another Abyss could form.
Make no mistake, it was not going to snuff her out, oh no, it would do something else that would benefit it. It saw opportunity to expand into new beginnings.
It would help her become something less than the Abyss but stronger than any daughter it had.
Yes. This is what it would do.
So with its eldritch like power. It welcomed its new daughter with open arms.
She will make her domain and pave the path for future daughters to live under her rule for generation to come.
The new daughter would nurture new beginnings and the Abyss shall grow
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The last thing she remembered was desperately clawing at the insides of her toxic waste filled locker.
Punching, kicking, doing everything in her weak frail lankly useless body to escape this tomb clad in metal.
The cramped space made horrendously disgusting to gaze upon more less breath in was killing her. It was killing her, and that just made her even more desperate to get out.
Time passed
Still stuck, still despairing. Cursing the world and every dam soul that walked it surface for everything that happened to her.
It was unfair how her life went on.
Forgotten and cast away so easily.
Everyone blind to how wrong it was.
When did it end.
Better yet, when did it start.
Her hands were a bloody mess, idly she noted tips of white coming from them. It was hard to through her bloody and teary eyes.
She used head as well as her leg to try and get out now she cant feel them.
Too numb from tiredness or to numb from how broken they were from the pain of the struggle.
That weight in her heart so heavy it was increased. Was that even physically possibly.
Strange it started when she lost her mother, then her father sunken in grief could well be considered dead to her, abandoned in her time of need as well as his own. Betrayed by who she called a sister in all but blood, beaten, humiliated. The ones she thought that would help ignored her, time after time the evidence was so damming but for all to be slipped away as if nothing had happened.
A year and a half that would be the limit.
Unfortunately nothing could be done about it, nothing was changing except for that Abyss she would all ways see in her dreams. Closer it came the more she felt it was real.
In the last few months in her waking hours she felt it coming closer that was almost upon her.
And on this day she could feel it all around her now. At what first was a repentant feeling now felt like a blissful home away from home. A perfect haven for herself to be in.
Insanity seemed preferable to this personal hell that she endured.
Still, she wished that this trick of the mind would be real just so the pain would be less than what it truly was.
Her sight was failing her now as the Abyss called.
She knew that it wasn't a good sign to lose consciousness in her position but what choice did she ever have to it.
As the blackness drew her in she finally accepted it. And she felt glad that she did for as soon as she was engulfed by the Abyss, lost in its unseeing depth she felt at peace, a sense of clarity or zen. She felt something hug her body, it was cold but strangely soothing.
What ever was happing she didn't want it to stop as all the pain she felt, the misery the beatings. Everything was being erased away by a liquid feel.
How long was it since she felt this good.
That weight in her heart was so much more lighter now
That throb in her head gone.
Was this suppose to be a good thing, was Abyss really her salvation, her saving grace that she so long yarned for.
Yes. it was
And soon she felt it was real. It had always been real
Finally her cries and curses were heard.
She was saved by something like her
Soon she understood.
Soon she realised.
And now she knew that she became part of a new family.
It wasn't what she pictured but beggars can't be choosers.
She had wanted this, no she needed this and she would accept the consequences of becoming a part of the Abyss.
For the first time in her life. She felt actual happiness flood her very soul with an appealing dark light.
While she couldn't join the rest of the family in their world and help them with what they were doing.
She knew the mistake made in some of the world they existed in, she knew that she could do better.
With a mission in mind a purpose. She would make a world for her family to be happy in and make it better for all involved even if their definitions don't mean the same thing.
Much to her displeasure if she wanted to make well on her wish and meet the approval of her new family and please the Abyss, she would have to leave her new home and extended it into her world.
And so with newfound strength and fire lit in her already darkened soul.
She rose from the Abyss.
Knowing full well it watched her leave with a smile on its form
Its new daughter a had job to do and who was it to get in the way of her new princess.
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