“Welcome home.” Saya is waiting for you. The house surrounding you once looked normal, and then it looked revolting, like expired meat and rotting trash. Soon after Saya came to you, she fixed it; relieved, you didn’t ask how. Saya’s sweet smile was directed at you, her long teal hair falling over the back of her white dress. “I’m glad you’re back.” Saya holds out her hand for you, knowing you would be happy to return to her after the misery of the world you now perceived.
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