urmomsgame

[urmomsgame]

I'm writing a story and I was hoping some of you guys could help me with my writing. I know it's not the best but I would really love any tips! Thank you!!

“Run! Run! You have to get out of here! Go! Hurry!”

The girl stumbles out of the cell. If you could even call this a cell. More like an enclosed concrete box hidden from the world. And fuck, of course the day she is broken out of prison it's cloudy. It's like the world is always on his side. Oh wait, it actually is; maybe all the torture without light was finally getting to her head? No, couldn't be. Hopefully he would be helpful soon. Since he's the reason she was in that prison that is the least he could do.

She didn't know who let her out . All she knew was that she was free. At least almost free. All she had to do was make it to the mountains. Once she was there it would be easy to hid amidst the trees and caves until everything calmed down. It was a great plan. That is until she heard yelling coming from all directions… except in front of her, fuck.

“I think she went this way!” yelled one of the priests. “Spread out, and remember, don't touch her if you want to live.”

Somehow, against every bone in her body fighting against her, she managed to to run forward. Towards the very open, very large body of water. Literally her worst nightmare. As she ran closer the waves seemed to move a little rougher. A warning, maybe? Or is it threat. Why are the gods never direct.

At the same time the sun seemed to glow harsher, the clouds seemingly just disappearing, and the temperature rising nearly five degrees. And fuck, did it feel amazing. Like drinking water after being dehydrated for weeks. Or jumping in a cool pond after overheating. It was the best feeling in the world. And she was basking in it. Until she remembered her situation. She picked up the pace, the sun giving her energy she didn't have before.

“I found her! She's down here! Towards the peer! Everyone she is running towards the peer!” announced a guard.

“Well she won't be running very far.” “Yeah, what is she thinking? Isn't she scared of water?” two guards said to each other running to flank on the right side of the peer.

The closer she got, the rougher the waves became. Yet she still kept running. “Why are all of you so dramatic!” she yelled.

As she finally approached the end of the peer and was about to jump on the raft to finally leave this hell, she heard a voice.

“Hikari, darling, where are you going? You know we’re going to find you even if you leave. And that’s if you’re able to survive the trip across the ocean. You know, he’s not very fond of you these days.”

“When has he ever been fond of me? All I did was wake up one morning, and suddenly I’m going to end the world if I don’t become a ‘true’ believer. What does that even mean? I obviously believe; just because I hate him doesn’t mean he doesn’t exist!”

“Darling, you’re a threat to our world. He is just trying to make it safer. Eliminate a threat, if you will.”

“Well, you’re not doing a very good job at eliminating me, considering I’m still alive.”

“Some things prove to be harder than they first appear to be. That is life. Please, darling, come back to your home, and we can discuss this in a… civilized environment.”

“Oh, is the crashing of the waves not civilized enough for you? Isn’t that what all you celestials like? Dying in the deep unknown for your body to never be found? Why don’t you ask him to calm it down? So we can be ‘civilized.’ On that note, how can I be civilized when you locked me in a box and tortured me for how many years? Based on a prophecy which we don’t even know will come true!”

“We do know it will come to fruition. The prophecies have never been false. Not since Apollo has been born.”

“And yet, you rely on those old words like they’re unchangeable. Prophecies are interpretations, not facts. What if this one is wrong? What if I’m not a threat?”

“You’re questioning the foundation of our beliefs, Hikari. That’s dangerous. Without faith, we have nothing.”

“Maybe it’s time to build something new, something based on more than just blind faith and fear. Maybe it’s time to trust in people’s choices and actions instead of ancient texts and vague predictions.”

“You sound like a revolutionary, but revolutions come at a price. Are you ready to pay it? You might lose everything.”

“I don’t want to change your world. I just want to be free. I want to live a life where I’m not under constant pressure to either conform or be destroyed. I want to be myself.”

“And you think you can find that freedom by running away? You’ll always be hunted, always be looking over your shoulder.”

“Then so be it. I’d rather die trying to live freely than spend another day as a prisoner to your fears and prophecies.”

“Then you leave us no choice. The hunt will begin, and it will not end until you’re brought back or… neutralized.”

“I expected nothing less. But know this, I won’t go down easily. I’ll fight for my freedom with everything I have.”

As she begins to step on the raft the celestial speaks one more time.

“You know I can’t just let you go that easily, darling.”

As they’re speaking, an army of guards surrounds the pier. “Let’s see if you can escape this one, dear.”

“Fuck, this is just a little unfair, don’t you think?”

“The gods don’t play fair, they play their own little game and use us as th– what is that?”

I look behind me and see a purple fog rising from the ocean. Turning back around, I notice there are fewer guards than before.

“Holy shit,” she says.

The fog grows thicker, swirling with an eerie light. The guards hesitate, their expressions a mix of confusion and fear. Some start backing away, while others stand their ground, weapons at the ready.

Hikari seizes the opportunity and spots a shabby raft tied to the end of the pier. “Looks like the odds are even now.”

She sprints towards the raft, the fog parting just enough to show her a narrow path. The leader of the guards shouts orders, but it’s chaos. The purple fog seems to sap their strength and resolve.

“Hikari, wait!” the leader yells, but she doesn’t stop.

The fog starts to hum, a low, resonant sound that vibrates through the pier and into Hikari’s bones. As she leaps onto the raft, she catches a glimpse of a single figure in the fog—a feminine silhouette with long, flowing purple hair.

The guards’ formations break as they cough and stumble, unable to see more than a few feet in front of them. The mysterious woman moves gracefully through the chaos, dispatching the guards one by one with lethal precision.

The fog engulfs the pier, and the guards are gone. The woman stands alone for a moment, her eyes meeting Hikari’s through the haze.

Hikari unties the raft and pushes off, drifting away into the water. She watches as the figure in the fog surveys the aftermath.

Suddenly, the woman’s voice whispers across the water, carried by the fading mist. “That wasn’t for you. The celestial was my job, and everyone else was in my way. Don't think you owe me one.”

And then, just as swiftly as she appeared, the woman and the fog vanish, leaving Hikari alone on the raft, drifting into the unknown.

The fog lifts, revealing the open ocean ahead. Whatever had happened, it had given her the chance she needed. She could still hear the echo of the woman’s whisper, a reminder that she was not alone in this world of secrets and dangers.

But for now, she had her chance at freedom, and she wasn’t going to waste it.