A/N: Hey, everyone! I know this is a short chapter, but I've been busy the past few days plus the fact that it's currently 1 a.m. over here -.-'. Still, I wanted to at least give you a bit more of the story's development. But don't worry, I'll make sure to write more! :)
Slow footsteps stepping on top of the grass interrupted the night's peacefulness. After walking for a while, the dame had finally found what she was looking for. She got on her knees and splashed some water all over her face. While doing so, her eyes had spotted the image of a being looking at her. Light brown hair cascaded in various layers around a well-shaped face that highlighted a pair of cheekbones, a porcelain skin, and thick eyelashes that framed a pair of precious stones that were a color mixture of ice and turquoise. It was her reflection. Yet, the only thing that she saw was a monster. Her trembling fingers touch her pale cheeks.
"What have I become?"
A couple of tears started to roll down her face as a sign of regret and desperation.
"Am I destined to live like this for the rest of my life? Is this who I really am?"
As the young lady was talking to herself, there was a glowing spirit standing right next to her. The ghost put her hand on top of the young one's shoulder. Startled by it, the former earthbender whipped her head to look upon her visitor.
"Who are you? What do you want?" While she spoke to the dead figure, our protagonist stood at her feet, preparing for whatever could come next.
The glowing being raised her palm as a sign of peace and answered the question. "Fear not, dear child. I am here to guide you".
The young lady seemed confused after hearing the response. She didn't let her guard down.
"How?"
"By giving you the truth that you are desperately seeking for". Somehow, the spirit's voice was able to soothe the earthbender.
Now that she was able to examine her better, the runaway girl noticed that, even if she was gazing at a dead being, she couldn't deny the stunning facial features that the latter one possessed. Her jade orbs seemed as if they had the power of peeking through one's soul. Still, even if she had the looks of a fair maiden, it didn't diminish her regal and towering fame that reminded you of a warrior that was about to engage on a battle. These traits matched perfectly with her attire for she was currently earing a dark metal armor that shined with the moon's rays.
After pondering for a few moments, the hesitant girl gained the courage to ask the question.
"Alright, what am I?"
"We have been called by different names. Some say that we are demons, living nightmares, tormentors of humanity… Others have adopted us as their new deities for they believe that we are gods. There is a word that accurately define us, but I'm afraid you're most likely to be unaware of such term. I do not blame you for not knowing it; after all, we do not even belong in this dimension".
What… what is she talking about? I feel how my knees are about to give away…
"For the meantime, let's just leave it with the following answer… We are the undead".