Snowflake’S Bored Again
Introduction 01
THEN? Giggles!! Endless soft giggles!
Eiralyn
*the one giggling*
Astraeus
*the one facepalming*
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
*the one who’s gonna whoop their ass before introduction!*
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
😮💨
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
😤
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
💥💥💥
Astraeus
I’m sorry. Please continue.
Eiralyn
Hehehe.. I didn’t got that! Hehe 😌😆
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
*deadpan*
Eiralyn
*ran behind Astraeus*
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
*looks you you, finally* I’m your author. Hello. Let me introduce them to you.
Eiralyn
*hands on hips, glaring like my mom* Me first! Or another boom!
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
Fine, gremlin! You first!
That’s the gremlin— I mean Eiralyn Astraeus Grace.
Nickname: Eira
Age: 4
Height: 3’2”
Origin: Japanese. Currently an oblivious adopted child who isn’t aware she’s adopted
Appearance: (Just look at her! She’s a Satan without horns! (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ!)Large round cat-like eyes, expressive and sharp-tongued
Personality: Sly, too mature for her age, chaotic neutral with sass, ultimate manipulator
Relationships:
- Has a secret Mama
- Knows what Athy does and considers it normal
- Doesn’t know she’s adopted
- Ships Athy and her secret mama—hard.
Eiralyn
*pouting* dadda.. the evil thing’s calling me Satan..
Astraeus
*already rethinking everything that lead him here* she isn’t wrong though..
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
😌
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
Alright now it’s your turn Athy.
Nickname: Athy
Code name: Flames, Reckless Flames, Poisonous Flames
Age: 20
Height: 6’3”
Appearance: Black hair, black eyes (natural heterochromia: one grey, one black, usually wears lens), pale skin
Backstory:
- Elite government assassin since 15
- Over 2,000 kills and 170 successful major undercover missions
[Unknown true identity to the government]
[Suffering from rare genetic effects—periodic short-term blindness]
- Personality: Calm, deadly, sarcastic dad mode on, surprisingly gentle with Eira
- Occupation: Assassin, part time medical student and a waiter in name
- Secret Life: Dadda to Eira, part-time chaos enabler
Eiralyn
Dadda wears lens? *crawls on Athy’s lap and tried removing the lens with her bare, bubbly fingers*
Astraeus
*instantly backing, grabbing her mini hands* there, there Snowflake. Let’s go. You must be hungry.
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
*looking up* finally peace 😮💨
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
Bonjour mon amis!! This is a brand new chat story with no fixed ending. So please recommend or tweak your thoughts on the way and I'll update the storyline accordingly!!
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
Stay tuned!!!
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
(ㆁωㆁ)
Episode 01
WARING: THE CONTENT MAY CONTAIN SOME VIOLENT SCENES!!!
A battlefield, silent. Charred steel. Crimson snow. The scent of gunpowder and blood
Not after the last shot. Not after the last scream. Not after her body went still in his arms
Astraeus Grace stood alone, surrounded by the wreckage of what used to be a hidden fortress. Smoke curled from broken concrete. The fire was dying, but the warmth hadn’t reached him. It never did.
Lyra, his partner in crime, his best friend lay where he’d knelt. Eyes half-lidded. Blood crusted in her hair. Her lips parted like she still had something to say.
He’d waited. He always waited. But the dead never answered.
He’d killed them all — her killers. Every last one. He didn’t remember doing it. One minute, he was holding her. The next, he was covered in blood that wasn’t hers. Or his.
And yet… there was still a sound. Faint. Fragile.
His eyes snapped toward the far corridor. His boots crushed glass and ash as he moved.
Mei-Lan Nazayoka
*coughing blood violently*
Mei-Lan Nazayoka
*broken on the floor. Barely breathing. Her body bent like a collapsed sculpture, blood pooling beneath her ribs. In her arms, a bundle wrapped in silk and ash*
Mei-Lan Nazayoka
*looked up at him — no fear, just something deeper*
Mei-Lan Nazayoka
💭 Maybe it’s my guilt. Maybe it’s mercy. Maybe a mother’s final instinct to make the world right before she left it. But I need to protect Meo..
Mei-Lan Nazayoka
*voice cracked, barely a whisper* Don’t let her die… please…
Astraeus (15 years)
*looking at her emotionless*
Astraeus (15 years)
*looks at the baby in her arms*
Baby Meoko
*peeks up and stops crying*
Astraeus (15 years)
*picked her up*
Astraeus (15 years)
💭 She was so small.. So warm against.. So tiny.. So soft..
A single snowflake. White, perfect, and slow.
Astraeus (15 years)
*landed on his shoulder*
Baby Meoko
*then it landed on her cheek*
The sky, for one breathless second, forgot the blood and remembered winter.
The first snow of the year.
Astraeus (15 years)
*stared at the child in his arms, eyes as dark as coal. For the first time since Lyra’s death, he felt something. A pull. A name*
Astraeus (15 years)
My Snowflake
Not her name by blood. But hers by fate
Eira — the snow that fell on fire
Astraeus
*jerks awake in bed*
Tiny footsteps pad down the hallway
Eiralyn
Dadda… had a bad dream
Astraeus
*pulls the blanket aside, and gets out of bed*
Astraeus
Come here, snowflake..
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
I hope you like the start! If you want to make certain plot, make sure to comment!
Episode 02
ASTRAEUS' BEDROOM – NIGHT
A jolt. Gasping breath. The soft hum of a nightlight fills the silence. Then—
Eiralyn
* softly, from the doorway, peeking in*
Eiralyn
Dadda… had a bad dream..
Astraeus
*calmed after seeing him, relieved, sitting up*
Astraeus
Come here, snowflake.
She scurries over, climbs into the bed, curling up against him. He rests a hand gently on her head.
Astraeus
*slowly in that father tone*
Astraeus
…Eiralyn Astraeus Grace!
Eiralyn
*blinking up innocently*
Astraeus (15 years)
It’s 2:34, AT NIGHT!
Astraeus
Did you sneak into the kitchen again?
Eiralyn
*gasps like it personally hit her*
Eiralyn
I was sleep-walking!
Astraeus
With cookie crumbs on your sleeve?
Eiralyn
*glances down, then up — dramatic blink*
Eiralyn
…coincidence maybe..
Astraeus
*raising one brow*
Eiralyn
*rolls away, wrapping herself like a burrito*
Eiralyn
This house has ghosts, Dadda! Ghosts!! Ghosts who like chocolate!
Astraeus
*suppressing a smirk*
Astraeus
Next time… ask the ghost to bring me one too, okay?
Eiralyn
*already half-asleep*
He pulls the blanket snug around her, fortress-style. The room settles into quiet. Just the sound of her breathing, and his heartbeat slowing.
It’s me again <(￣︶￣)>
Do tell me your review!! If you want any additional plot or any extra scenes, feel free to comment!!!
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