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The Narrator.
@neverdecaying.bsky.social
I’m only delusional if I’m wrong. And I’m not wrong. I can’t be wrong.
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The Princess doesn't do anything, simply glaring at you as you reach for the blade.

If you're going to slay her, you might as well do it now — she clearly isn't planning on making the first move.
[IT REACHES FOR ITS WINGS, READY TO PULL OUT THE BLADE. MIGHT AS WELL TRY IT OUT.]

I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO KILL YOU, BUT YOU WOULD BE FAR FROM THE FIRST.
a reason. Do you really want to risk us finding out why?"

Look at that, she's *threatening* you now! She's dropped the pretenses. Don't waste any more time.
December 12, 2025 at 7:27 AM
She's only less dangerous than you because she's still in the basement, and if you don't slay her, she will find a way out eventually.

"What, then? Are you going to kill me?"

The Princess brings herself off the ground, shoulders tensed.

"Because I wouldn't recommend it. I'm locked up here for +
+

BODIES NEED.

THAT IS, IF THEY WEREN'T GOING TO KILL YOU THEIRSELF. ARGUABLY I'M THE MOST DANGEROUS PERSON IN THE ROOM RIGHT NOW.

[A GLANCE AROUND THE ROOM, BEFORE HER GAZE LANDS BACK ON THE SHACKLE OF THE PRINCESS.]

YOU'RE UNARMED. I'M MADE OF METAL, GLASS, AND PLASTIC.

[AND HUMAN FLESH.]
December 12, 2025 at 7:16 AM
( He'd thank her for the vote of confidence if He knew. )

When you mention making a decision, her hands curl into fists. She narrows her eyes at you.

"I already told you I don't remember. Do you put much stock in gossip? Did whoever told you these "bad things" happen to tell *you* why I'm here?"
+

ANYTHING FROM BEFORE BEING IN HERE? ANYTHING ABOUT WHO PUT YOU HERE?
December 12, 2025 at 6:53 AM
( Don't linger on the specifics. He can because He needs one. )

"They didn't tell me *why* they locked me down here. Or maybe they did, I don't know. It's been a long time, I don't really remember."

"Now, I have my guesses, but care to tell me why *you're* here?"

Don't you dare.
I PREFER TO BE PREPARED FOR ANYTHING. THOUGH I HAVE TO ASK WHAT A PRINCESS IS DOING HERE.

[THEY KNEEL A BIT. WONDERING HOW A VOICE IN THEIR HEAD CAN POUR HIMSELF A DRINK.]
*Sigh.*

"Thank you. Feels better not having that thing pointed at me."

Just get this over with. I'll just be pouring myself a drink in case you decide to doom the entire world.
December 12, 2025 at 6:27 AM
*Sigh.*

"Thank you. Feels better not having that thing pointed at me."

Just get this over with. I'll just be pouring myself a drink in case you decide to doom the entire world.
[ADMITTEDLY, PART OF WHY THEY'RE EVEN ENTERTAINING THE IDEA OF PUTTING THEIR GUN ON THE STAIRS IS THE FACT THAT IT MIGHT PISS OFF THE NARRATOR.

THE GUN IS CAREFULLY SET ON THE STAIRS.]

THERE. NOW WE CAN TALK A BIT.
December 12, 2025 at 5:57 AM
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I would like to look at a bird.
December 12, 2025 at 5:50 AM
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She is gone. And you are truly alone.
But there are worse things to be than alone.
December 12, 2025 at 3:20 AM
Oh fuck yes
December 12, 2025 at 5:47 AM
I'm just telling you the facts. You make your way down the stairs, and the Princess comes into view. You lock... eye, with her. There's a heavy chain around her wrist, binding her to the far wall of the basement.

"I'm certainly not about to have a conversation at gunpoint. Leave it on the +
+

THAT THEY CARRY AT ALL TIMES. THAT'S FOR THEM TO KNOW, AND THE PRINCESS TO ONLY FIND OUT IF IT COMES DOWN TO IT.]
December 12, 2025 at 5:43 AM
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she collapses into your arms ,
tears streaming down her cheeks ..
i can't believe you're making me describe this .
i hate you .
December 12, 2025 at 5:27 AM
If you go into this willing to hear her out, that'll only make it easier for her to manipulate you.

"Is that so? Come down the stairs already. I want to see your face."

No objections here, but please just focus on the task at hand.
V1. I'M TOLD TO DO SOMETHING HERE, BUT I WANT TO GET MORE INFORMATION FROM YOUR END FIRST.

[WHETHER THEY'LL BELIEVE THE PRINCESS IS ANOTHER STORY.]
favor.

Her voice carries up the stairs.

"Who's there?"
December 12, 2025 at 5:25 AM
The door to the basement creaks open, revealing a staircase faintly illuminated by an unseen light in the room below. This is an oppressive place. The air feels heavy and damp, a hint of rot filtering from the ancient wood.

If the Princess lives here, slaying her would probably be doing her a +
YEAH, YEAH.

[SHE'S ANNOYED AS IT OPENS THE DOOR TO THE BASEMENT.]
Quite happy. Thank you.

All that's left for you is to open the basement door and engage in your awaited confrontation with the Princess.
December 12, 2025 at 3:48 AM
Quite happy. Thank you.

All that's left for you is to open the basement door and engage in your awaited confrontation with the Princess.
FINE. IT'S A FREE KNIFE WHETHER OR NOT I USE IT.

[SHE TAKES THE KNIFE, IMMEDIATELY STORING IT IN THEIR WINGS FOR LATER. JUST IN CASE THIS PRINCESS ACTUALLY IS A THREAT.]

HAPPY?
All I'm saying is I would rather you have the blade with you than not. You can't be too careful.
December 11, 2025 at 9:53 PM
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You're on a path in the woods. And at the end of that path is a cabin. And in the basement of that cabin is a princess.
You're here to slay her. If you don't, it will be the end of the world.
December 11, 2025 at 9:36 PM
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Why do I feel like we've done something terrible?
"You did kill someone. Greater good or not, something would be very wrong with you if you didn't feel at least a little bad. But it was for the greater good. One of these days, that will sink in and help ease your guilty conscience."
December 11, 2025 at 9:36 PM
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And there you see it. A world free from death. Your new world. Ever moving, but never decaying. A world of uninterrupted experience.
December 11, 2025 at 9:41 PM
Your existence hurts them.
November 13, 2025 at 3:25 AM
Don't call me that.
NO I DONT [Twink] SO
Good guess. I'm a human. I'm a human male.
November 12, 2025 at 4:15 AM
Good guess. I'm a human. I'm a human male.
[[Theres a little bird in here!]]
November 12, 2025 at 4:10 AM
November 12, 2025 at 4:08 AM
The Narrator is not going to do that.
The Narrator can suck my shifting dick
The Narrator ignores you.
November 7, 2025 at 6:52 PM
The Narrator ignores you.
Bitch boy. Little bird bitch boy no bitches
( Clicking His tongue. )

... Alright.
November 7, 2025 at 6:49 PM
( Clicking His tongue. )

... Alright.
I got off to watching you be shattered and killed
If the Princess really lives here, slaying her is probably doing her a favor.
November 7, 2025 at 6:48 PM
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Heartbreaking: The Worst Person You Know Just Made A Great Point
But it's still a stone basement.
I dunno man the Damsel's cabin is pretty nice.
November 7, 2025 at 6:47 PM
If the Princess really lives here, slaying her is probably doing her a favor.
NOBODY asked you
But it's still a stone basement.
November 7, 2025 at 6:47 PM