"how Many Drops Are Here In This Pool Surrounding Me?"

i've too many characters already. please. stop giving me more ideas to add.

unless you wish to spend hours talking about every single character i've made, because i may be forgetful, but i remember everything about my characters.

still don't know if that's a blessing or a curse, but i've got over a hundred google docs about my storyverse.

So, I created a character. They're a protective being who chooses to let most others see them only as a transparent green eye, they are used as an in-plot explanation for the powerups of the game, and they're in love with the Wario-esque protagonist who is mad at Lucifer himself for stealing his booze and has seen the eye's true form. I have no idea what their name will be and I am practically refusing to care at this point.

OOH, I COULD NAME THEM, IF YOU WISH! :D

...i should share some of my characters, huh?

ooh, so much stuff I can share about my storyverse...

and the stagnation begins.

finally finished writing basic story/backstory of ara (from one of the SS clubs) sans a few details and stuff.

"I've been wondering..."

lumine doesn't move, but I can tell she's listening.

"I've only ever seen you sitting here. you never seem to go anywhere or do anything. why is that?"

lumine slightly glances over at me. "because I'm waiting."

a confused look slowly creeps across my face. "waiting for what?"

lumine goes back to looking out at the horizon. "not for what."

"y'know," I say, "you can wait while doing other things."

lumine shakes her head. "if I go, I'll be known."

"people already know you exist" I say, throwing up my hands in exasperation. "travelling and actually having fun every once in a while isn't gonna be the end of the syloverse."

lumine turns her head to look at me; something she rarely does. "you don't know how important my role is. I wait here until my time is right."

I let out a long sigh. "fine, fine. if you wanna be so boring as to never step foot off your damn balcony, I'll leave ya to it. but be careful... I might just push you off one day."

lumine chuckles slightly before looking back to the horizon. "once my role has has been played, I'd love to travel with you."

I turn to walk out the door. "yeah yeah. keep on waiting, you raging water."

"see you then, bluejay."

this is a public service announcement:

LET IT BE KNOWN TO EVERYONE EVER

if you ask me for money, i will not give it to you on account of not having any myself.

end broadcast.

Welp, it's happened again.

Yet another death to add to the counter.

What am I missing?

What do I need to do?

Ah, no matter. I'll figure it out eventually. In the meantime, I've gotta just keep trying.

I'm in an endless war, after all.

And when I can be reborn anew, I can retry as much as I need to.

The rolling hills seemed to stretch forever, the bright green grass glistening with morning dew as the sun slowly rose from its resting place.

But amidst all of this, something stood out. A spinning mass of glowing blue particles, rotating around something unseen. An arm reached out from the swirling particles, and then they all dissolved.

"You're our only hope now."

I head down the road to the taller building, hoping there's another big road headed to the smaller one down the way. as I walk, I try to keep my distance from any alleyways. I don't want that monster coming back for me anytime soon.

actually, I start to think. just where did that thing go?

I look around, trying to spot either the large-mouthed creature, or the timid kid in the crowd or in the alleys. as I turn to look in front of me again, I hear a loud boom, followed by people moving away from the sound.

but, oddly enough, they didn't run, or even seem scared.

but then, the people in the front started to scream and yell, telling everyone to run. I heard something about "the glowing fox" happening.

I force my way through the fleeing crowd, trying to get a glimpse of what this "glowing fox" could be.

but as I get closer, I see a glimpse of a young man that's tearing people apart. I look down at the floor and see scattered limbs and broken bodies littering the ground. there's so much blood that I can't see the ground.

I look back up and see the man right in my face, grinning ear to ear.

"why HELLO THERE! and WHAT made you THINK that approaching me IN THIS state, was a SMART THING to do?"

I stood there, stunned.

the man I saw tearing into people just moments ago in a frenzied rush was now right in front of me, and trying to converse with me.

"OH, you're not one to TALK, ARE YOU? YOU seem a little SHOCKED at MY THIRST FOR fun right NOW. well NO MATTER, I'LL HAVE some FUN WITH you instead."

the man swiped his arm at me.

I could barely see him move.

but somehow, I ducked under his attack.

the man looked down at me as I looked up at him.

"oh. those eyes. I WON'T BE ABLE TO SURVIVE this, WILL I?"

won't be able to survive? what is this guy saying?

but before I knew it, he swiped his right arm at me. I didn't even see him move. I should be dead.

but then why am I now at a distance from him? did I dodge that attack again? but how?

the man kept grinning. that put me off. if he was going to die like he said he would, why was he so damn happy?

the man lunged at me. but this time I could see it. I grabbed onto his arm as he came in for another swipe and tried to sidestep his attack, throwing him off balance.

but when I flung my arm to try to throw him, he went flying into a nearby building, almost breaking the wall down.

did I do that? I looked down at my hands in awe. do I really have that much strength?

the man got up and laughed. "NOW THIS is a FIGHT!"

the man lunged again. I could see everything clearly now. his momentum. his steps on the ground. his arm winding up for a horizontal slash. his breathing. his eyes.

…his eyes.

his eyes had a slight glow to them. I don't know how I couldn't see it earlier, but his eyes looked colorful. they had this orange color swirling in them… wait, no. it's a combination of orange, red, yellow, and green. yes, I'm sure those are the colors. they're swirling in his eyes. swirling and swirling, dancing to a rhythm that isn't a rhythm, a song that can't be heard, a beat that can't be felt.

he's getting closer, but I don't care. those moving colors are so beautiful. his arm is close. his smile is too wide. but those patterns look so mesmerizing. his arm is almost at my stomach. those swirling colors are majestic.

I don't know how long it happened for, but it felt like forever. his arm swiped across my stomach for so long. I felt no pain from it. I reached out to grab his eyes. to try to have those beautiful colors for myself.

my arms reached out. they were fast compared to how slow everything was moving. I grabbed his eyes. I pulled them out. there was no blood. only two dark holes.

I looked down at my hands. at the eyes they held. there were no colors anymore. his eyes didn't hold them.

the man collapsed to the floor as time sped back up to normal.

everyone around me looked at me in shock. some in horror.

the man grabbed my leg and said "please. please give me back my eyes. I need them." the holes that were once his eyes had finally started bleeding. the crimson red streaks flowed down his face like tears, begging me to return what I had taken.

but his eyes had lied to me. their colors had disappeared.