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[You have died.]
The singular message prompted itself before Han Sooyoung in the air, a fashion similar to the system of the ‹ Star Stream ›. The format remained embedded with cold, simple words that served her the mere purpose of a reminder, a demise far too misfortunate and cruel.
Bbzzzttt…
A tiny noise was produced overhead her, inaudible for a few, long moments due to its consistent faintness. Upon entry, the first ray of light began to present itself, bestowing her with its pristine brightness. Silver in color, it had warmth that nestled the entirety of her being. And, in slow yet eccentric motions, the gleam of it which danced, began producing vague trails that formed syllables of letters.
[Constellation ‘Han Sooyoung’.]
Skepticism stirred within the brew of the latter’s scattered emotions. Crossed arms and a leg shifted forward to lean her weight onto, Han Sooyoung rather proudly kept her chin high. As the shown words phrased in front quickly changed into a different set of ones, she disregarded any other insignificant thought to observantly extract its motives.
[I have not come to harm you. Instead, I would like to propose a deal.]
“A deal?”
[Yes, I shall even provide you with a little time to hold out for longer.]
“I–‘Hold out for longer’? What even under the condition of?”
[It may cause uncertainty, but there are in fact no conditions.]
“Do you think I’m incapable of providing anything worth that amount of time?” Han Sooyoung took slight offense, but it was an opportunity in her favor that she would have taken regardless. “In addition to that, your offer is outright ridiculous; anyone with a basic mindset would know that everything comes with a price. So, what is it that you want from me?”
[It's your cooperation that I seek, no less.]
“Listen here, I’m enunciating that it wouldn’t benefit you; the aftermath of probability that you’ll receive might be costly. Interfering with the scenario like this–”
[Pay it no mind. Listen to my words and do not warn me of things I am already wary of.]
The former automatically sealed her lips shut, lending her ears in the process. She silently hoped that it would result in a worthwhile conversation.
[You will be given the limited time of two weeks to live in the rather irrelevant events of the past.]
The matter became rather confusing to Han Sooyoung, “Why are you doing this?”
[I pity you.]
It appeared to be a laughably incredulous situation—to have a being that never once knew nor personally empathized with her appear before her very eyes to propose a sketchy deal. “But, don’t I at least have the right to refuse?”
[Truthfully, no.]
The offer wasn’t credible in all aspects, well, not as if it wasn’t odd in itself for there to be such a foreboding presence in a desolate place where not just anyone can gain access to. The weird encounter made Han Sooyoung think for a little while, she as well, deserved to have some answers. “Are there any subtle changes in this ‘past’ that you speak of?”
[You shall find out yourself, no?]
With slanted eyes, she cursed under her breath. “Sly bastard.”
Consuming her whole body, the light swallowed Han Sooyoung into its luminescence. The sensation of it had an offset tingling, which had slowly traveled through her veins. Paying it no mind, she placed her focus on the growing dizziness it brought instead.