🏹 ⁺ ๑˚.┊UNDER EDITING! Within the breadth of a soul as pure as heavenly light, Aliris is a teenaged girl whose loneliness is the story of her life. Her heart had been as though it were patchwork silk, intricately stitched at the seams, and one day, became home to a gentle entity tethered to her being. Nestled within that of the otherworldly beings', her mind became cradled by the goddess' calling, and like a harp whose strings chimed in longing, she found herself happening upon a realm that'd belonged to her favorite show, her fairytales blooming to life within her newfound reality. As seamless as ribbon, her very being became a divine gateway that'd intertwined their realms like needle and thread, and bestowed upon her by the god, itself, she found herself taking on the role of a doll collector, a responsibility that meant becoming a caretaker for a Hershey-hued antique, and protecting its magic. The hand-crafted dolls, made with the utmost care and gently sewn to reflect the undercity's most tragic inhabitants, rested upon a love-imbued shelf, their very essence coming from the innocent souls of the everlasting Zaun. The undercity's fragile minds, mended around the concept of being unimportant to the entire world, hadn't yet reached awareness of the fact that their beating hearts had been the enchanted shelf's very source of life. ๑ ◞♡°₊˚ Slowburn ! 。˚₊ At its very core, the snuggly dolls were meant to look like a character whose life had reached its tragic end within the canon universe, having been perfect emulations of the very humans whose acts of breathing held it together in their states of simply being. Each life represented a tiny thread in the fabric of its creation, their existences upholding its sentience, and in turn, being sustained by it.
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