Hemali timidly walked out of the shadows. “K-Kitsune?” He asked, confused by the flood of memories coming back to him.
Eun/Kitsune turned to face the cowardly mortal. You. What are you doing here?
When Hemali noticed that she had spoken in his mind, he took a step back. “W-what are you? Some sort of evil spirit? And I could ask you the same question! Aren told me you died in that fire...”
Eun smirked. To some, perhaps. I’m simply here to send Ran, better known to you as Aren, ba-
"Who’s Aren?"
You don’t remember? He was your best friend…Eun sighed as she noticed Kitsune crying. Kitsune please stop crying. He already told you that no one would remember him-
“But I remembered!” Kitsune interjected.
*Sigh* I told you. You’re special, Kitsune. Now I remember why I didn't want a host for so many millenia...
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The Cookie of Fortune
FanfictionON INDEFINITE HIATUS. SEE ANNOUNCEMENT. A fortune cookie. A pin. A girl, and her brother's friend. Ah forget it this description it's a failure I give up. *crosses out everything she just typed* (There should be an option for strike-through on Wattp...