I don't remember anything from before I woke up. I think there was some sort of nothingness, but it's all meaningless shit till I woke up.

Lenalee was there when I woke up. She was a bitch in a black dress then, but hell, it's my first memory. She's my first memory. Fuck grammar. She was a stranger. She had long hair.

At some point we talked. Apparently, she found me and the other body all wrapped up in feathers that looked like bandages. They flew all over when she got close. The other body was still wrapped up. Some of the feathers made shackles on my arms and her ankles. They were metal, not feathers, but it was hard to give a crap.

Some of the metal feather shit ended up on her ankles too. Still is for what it's worth. I went home with her. Beats being alone in the desert.

She had this cave thing under some boulders on the side of a hill. There was a metal chest buried in the ground. She had blankets and food and an old journal.

We slept there. We ate disgusting apples. She told me about her life and how she found me. My first dreams were about a woman named Alma. She was blonde. She was pretty. She was dead.

We stayed in the cave until her food ran out. Probably a couple days. She didn't really live there. She came back when she was tired, but mostly she stayed in town. It was on the horizon from where we were. The first walk there sucked ass. Magical skeleton children aren't born strong.

The stuff that was on me turned into shackles on her ankles. The ones on my arms hurt sometimes. She said hers were heavy. She walked fucking slow with them on at first, that's for sure.

It took a whole day to get to the town. She said it normally took half, but weird ass magical shackles are good at draining energy.

It was sunset when we got there. We slept in an alley on the edge of town. She said she wanted to be my big sister. I sorta liked the idea. I said yeah.


Sorry this was so very short and crappy. I wanted to try doing it as though it was written by Kanda, and I really regret that decision. You'd be surprised how hard it is to write like an idiot on purpose.

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