#V; Eden no Hebi

[edennohebi]

ONCE UPON A TIME, there was a lost soul. Wearily wearily, it traversed through this endless world: Complete white greeted it at every twist and turn, and the distant sounds of cicadas, waves, and hissing only drove it further into madness. “Where am I?” Wondered the lost soul. “Did I not die?” came the questions, only to be left unanswered and to linger as everlasting as this world was. Again and again had the lost soul taken steps forward, their direction aimless and stripped of their own freedom to make the decision not to.

「Go on, go on,」 said the voices in their ears. They had made promises of salvation, of freedom, of the ending of their suffering if they only kept going a little while longer.

The lost soul followed and followed, until coming upon a door. The voices rung clearer than before:

「We shall grant your wish. We shall grant your desire for life in the world from once you came.」

Mockingly mockingly, had the snakes before the soul hissed once they had entered. Serpents always tempted, and as stories foretold, the lost soul had wandered into their monstrous garden. Their fruit promised knowledge and fulfilled desire, and again and again, had they tricked someone so foolish. But the serpents did not lie.

Those who entered their game would get their wish and their desire fulfilled --  if they were to succeed. Magic always came with a price: Would you be willing to kill those around you, if it meant that you would get your heart’s greatest yearning? It seemed once more, you would have no choice.

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Eden no Hebi is a brand new OPEN GROUP VERSE that combines the basics of a Dangan Ronpa-style killing game with Shizen no Teki-P’s very own “Kagerou Project” series to celebrate the upcoming release of his new album “Mekakucity Reload”.

It’s on a fateful August 15th that your muse had met their demise &. awoke in a strange new world known simply as the ‘Heat Haze’. Along with others who’d met similar fates &. no easy escape in sight, they’re forced into a game of life &. death where the grand prize is a chance to return to their home &. the power to grant their heart’s greatest desire at their fingertips.

No knowledge of the series is required to join, but some content in the verse can be considered triggering. All gruesome and generally uncomfortable subjects in the realm of death will be properly tagged &. under a read more, but you have been warned. If you have any questions about such or anything else under the sun that’s not already detailed in the FAQ, feel free to send in an ask or IM at any time .

[funambulistconflicted]

I guess you could call this the apprenticeship of hard knocks?

@speakhellpuzzle

@ekkususen

@damashita

Mopping up blood, huh. Miasma hadn’t expected to be doing this again. Hard, nasty, backbreaking work wasn’t exactly what they’d planned on after going through all the trouble of dying and all that. Not to mention the insanity that was their sleep schedule right now. 

At least the company was decent. 

“What goddamn time is it, anyway?”

[meomaeru-blog]

STICKS LEGGY UP 

NYA’LL COME GET THIS BREAD .

[questioningcataclysmic]

“If you like newborns so much...I’ll give you something in common.”

((Whoops!))

[satousaunt]

FUCKS

[damashita]

toad ready 2 party

[heathate-blog]

their hand is rubbing against their neck now that saeru had released his choke hold & . left -- abandoning shiro without any recollection of who they were or why they were here .

let alone ---

“ ...what are you all looking at? ”

[ekkususen]

ENH starter call for here, too. Drop a like if you want this emotionless robot of a snake, I Guess(tm) .

[corrupted-sugar-blog]

 @raginxtempestas​ 

As she met more people who were also trapped, Satou quickly realized how most of them were...unique, to say the least. And today, she met one of the most unique individuals in the Haze who happened to live in the same ward as herself. 

“Good morning.” While it was a simple friendly gesture, Satou was unsure how he would react to it if what she’s heard about him was true. 

[funambulistconflicted]

That’s...this is...

Since the beginning, Miasma had been uncomfortable with this afterlife being so full of children, and now it was obvious why. Although they couldn’t feel anything themself, they could picture all too easily the horrifying pain that girl must have been in. They were unable to tear their eyes away. 

They’d seen horrible things before, but....not like this. Never like this. 

They couldn’t even feel the bile rising in their throat, and for the first time, they sort of wished they could. 

“This....this is too much...Jesus....”

[meogattaisareru]

ENH verse starter call ! marry is the default, but feel free to request gattaisareru or awaseru !

[satousaunt]

“oh my. that’s certainly a shame. it seems the prettiest birds die the quickest here.”

[damashita]

something something balls joke, @raginxtempestas

     a sneer -- just as snake-like as all the others.

    ❝  you like ta’indulge in 「adult」  things, kid? ❞ 

[frisknohebi-blog]

*Smash that like button to have a determination filled starter!

[harukanosekaijiju-blog]

     the exhaustion that had settled over him, the fear that had sent his heart pounding in his chest, & the pain he had hissed through from the burns placed upon his hands had been nothing compared to the relief of knowing terasu was safe. they hadn’t been close by any means, no, but haruka could tell that in her heart, she was a good person. she was unlike the other snakes who had inhabited the haze: for what reason, he hadn’t known, but he had been grateful for receiving some of her kindness. seeing her tied to that stake, & returning to see her in such a dismal & battered state had sent his heart plummeting into his stomach, but the ease of knowing she was alive still had soothed him partially.

     wincing down at his hands, he’s careful to try & bandage them with the wrappings that he had been offered. still, he stumbles with it --- his movements are clumsy & messy, but he does indeed try his best as he takes a seat. brows knit as he focuses, trying to get the most stable bandaging his can, far too engrossed in the task.

     for that, he considers it his fault when the queen’s voice speaks again. at first, he had drowned it out, his head buzzing with an adrenaline high & as it wore down, the pain had flooded over it, his hearing slightly deafened. but when he had heard shintaro’s voice, his head snaps up, eyes widening as they focused on the stage. his stomach twists at the sight, fear creeping upon him & coiling around him not unlike the serpents that had filled this world.

     everything happens so quickly. too quickly. one moment, she had held his hands. in another, he had been shoved towards the flames.

     haruka, for once, moves without thinking. the world around him is totally silenced as he rises without realizing he was even doing so. everything is in slow motion: his stumble, the way his body falls backward, free of movement & far too loose, nearly like a marionette’s.

     he only gets so far before shintaro’s body falls into the embers, & his footwork freezes in the middle of his dash forward. life is sucked out of him completely, his eyes darkening as he’s only helpless to watch --- any movement complete bleeds out of his limbs until he is limp & numb. he hadn’t even been aware of his arm outstretched, nor the way his palm had been reaching out & how shintaro’s name had been shouted out of hoarse vocal chords, as if it would even do anything. a tremble courses through his body as he can only hone in on his friend’s agonized screams, it was deafening compared to everything around him --- & the warmth of his own tears dripping & rolling down his face hadn’t been recognized either. 

     he cannot hear his own pained wail as he falls to his knees, his weight collapsing as they buckle underneath him & bring him down onto the cold snow. a hand clutches over his heart, & his fingers dig into the fabric of his shirt as his body lurches forward, shuddering with the force of his own sobs. he knew that this place was unfair, that it would rip things that were dear from him away --- but why now? why like this? 

      why wasn’t he stronger? why couldn’t he protect anyone? why was he so cowardly, so useless, so pathetic? he hated it. he hated himself. he hated his inability to do anything. & above all else, he blamed himself.

     .. would he even be able to protect anyone else? would he be able to protect ian, kathy --- & most of all, would he even be able to protect marry?

      he wasn’t sure. & he wasn’t even sure he could think of it right now. he had failed again. he had failed hiyori, he had failed momo, & he had failed shintaro now, too.

     he was pathetic. he hated it, he hated it, he hated it & his weak body & his cowardly resolve more than anything.

[speakhellpuzzle-blog]

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