The colors she began to see in her minds eye were breathtaking. Beautiful, vibrant swirls and shapes. Vibrant, not muted and mottled the way they had always been before, the way they were in her paintings no matter how hard she had tried. But she gave the credit to someone else. "Oh surely I could not imagine something so beautiful on my own" she had thought. "These visions must be a gift from someone much more powerful than me". And so she continued on as she had been in the dark. Fighting demons so strong day and night that she was sure she would not, could not last. Until one day, finally amidst the weariness and pain she managed to summon
The colors she began to see in her minds eye were breathtaking. Beautiful, vibrant swirls and shapes. Vibrant, not muted and mottled the way they had always been before, the way they were in her paintings no matter how hard she had tried. But she gave the credit to someone else. "Oh surely I could not imagine something so beautiful on my own" she had thought. "These visions must be a gift from someone much more powerful than me". And so she continued on as she had been in the dark. Fighting demons so strong day and night that she was sure she would not, could not last. Until one day, finally amidst the weariness and pain she managed to summon
Please, I need your help. We're both in danger.
Do you see that corpse in the corner? The one with fluffy red hair? That's the author of this story, and she's dead. If you don't want the same thing to happen to you or me, you need to do everything I say.
Okay?
Okay. First, turn off the volume on your device. The monster's still here, and it will attack if it hears you. Work quietly now...
Good.
We don't have words to waste, so I'll sum this up quick:
I'm the protagonist. You can call me Proto.
The writer invented a creature whose harpoon-like limbs could go through anything. While she was thinking of a way for me to beat it, one claw p