Don't Leave Me(Aloisia Stauss)

Don't Leave Me(Aloisia Stauss)
Date of Cutscene:	08 January 2025
Location:	???
Synopsis:	Alo--ia Stauss tries to follow the figure of a regal knight, but never seems to catch up to her...
Cast of Characters:	Aloisia Stauss
Tinyplot:	The Crown of Succession

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Flashes of red as fire burns around her, comrades fallen around her in painful red.

Darkness settles in.

Alo--ia Stauss finds herself kneeling in the middle of a pure white room, only the slight reflection of herself-- though blurry, difficult to make out for some reason -- letting her know there is an edge to that room, that there is a doorway to leave. Even the cushion beneath her knees is that pure white. Painfully bright.

She almost misses the darkness.

A flash of red goes past the doorway, hair trailing through the air that draws her eyes. She pushes herself to her feet as she steps towards the doorway. "H...hey, wait?" Comes an unfamiliar voice from her own throat. "Where are you going?" She stands, trying to follow after that flash of red hair, stepping out of the room.

Another flash of red as the woman turns the corner, and Alo--ia runs to follow after her.

As she rounds the corner, she finds herself on a battlefield again, blasts of energy shooting her from different angles, making her stumble and fall to her knees again, yet her own lance stabs into the ground to lift her back up, a glance down at herself finds her in unfamiliar ornate armor, red hair falling down her shoulders.

Alo--ia is dragged into the by the rocketing lance, clinging to it for dear life as her armor and hair return to normal, a crackle and sense of emptiness, as if it were wrong. She finds herself face-to-face, briefly...

With a little phalanx with a vaguely familiar face, a moment of battle that she had been engaging in for ... she's unsure how long. Someone she had met multiple times on the battlefield. A moment of satisfaction, the slightest smirk at the corner of her mouth.

The little phalanx had deflected her attack more than once, but this time was the cleanest. "You left yourself open, *******." The name comes out as static in her ears, something she struggles to find strange even as she swings her fist -- with a buckler on it that she doesn't recognize towards the little phalanx.

But from behind a second enemy strikes, and an axe strikes through her side, her hand dropping from punch to hold her side as she drops from the sky.

Darkness takes over.

Alo Stauss wakes up in the middle of a white room, kneeling on a white pillow, as a flash of red flashes past the doorway.

"Wait! Come back!"

                                              "Don't leave me..." 

<<Statement: Give Up.>>

As Alo Stauss chases after the figure, rounding the corner...

                                      It shatters. 

                                                                   And she is alone once more.