Mhosho left out a hefty sigh, as he leant against a tree and rubbed his temples. He glanced at scratches and faint bruises that covered his arms, watching the ones on his left already healing up with a faint blue glow. Sliding his back down the tree into a sitting position, he gazed at the sunrise beyond the treeline, filling the sky with dancing oranges and pinks. 611Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF4EAi0S82R
His eyes drooped and felt heavy, and he fought to keep them open as they fought for the darkness that indulged them willingly. He yawned and his eyes grew moist in protest and his head drooped to the side, vision going blurry. The world grew dark and distant and in that darkness, he swore he saw something purple in the corner of his eyes.
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Mhosho woke slowly, and it took a moment for his eyes to crack open from the seals keeping them closed. Quick enough, he realised he wasn't against that same tree anymore. And was actually inside a room. He sat up suddenly, causing his back to protest, but he ignored it, more concerned about his new settings. He slowly rose from the surface he was lying on and found it was indeed a bed, and that there was another in the room. The person who had brought him here also had the care to place covers over him. How kind. Standing up, he stretched his arms above his head and crept to one of the doors in the room. Tentatively, he opened it and peeked in through the slight crack in the door. It was a bathroom.611Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsnRdcWXPqW
Frowning at his own mistake, he shut the door, deciding he would have to go look through the other one now. When he got there, he inhaled slightly, brows furrowed. He knew this had to be the right door, or he was in some kind of hellish paradox again. His hands met the cold metal of the door knob, and he twisted it slowly and carefully. He inched the wooden door open slightly and squinted. 611Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3AE6obuDXL
His eyes finally fell on a silhouette that was heavily covered in purple, who was humming softly and rolling on the balls of his feet. Mhosho squinted at the person, seeing they were making pancakes, as the heavenly smell drifted over to him. The male had light purple tied in a ponytail with a bow and wore short denim overalls with candy cane coloured clothes underneath. The one thing that struck Mhosho as strange about them, was the purple bat ears poking out of their head, and the large wings sticking out of their back of the same colour.
Mhosho choked on seemingly nothing upon noticing this, and the other boy in the room spun around, almost dropping the pan, and Mhosho froze at the realisation he had just screwed himself over. The two held eye contact for a while before the purple haired boy smiled softly with a sweet laugh.
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