Metel's queston had been so predictable, yet Jasmyn hadn't been prepared for it. What would she tell them? It wouldn't be very believable to say she'd come from another world and that she'd died. As the word 'died' formed in her mind, she rapidly grew uncomfortable. Still, since the others had shared their stories, it'd only be fair to share hers. With a moment of consideration and a few deep breaths, Jasmyn spoke. [color=6ecff6]"Um, it might..."[/color] She interrupted herself and scraped her throat when she couldn't even hear her own voice over the cheery noise of the place. 

[color=6ecff6]"It might sound a little absurd, but...I died."[/color] She once more paused, slightly worried about the way the others would react. However, she'd decided to tell her story, so she continued before anyone could interrupt her. [color=6ecff6]I was born in a city  somewhere far away, it was nothing like this village... Anyway, I was raised and schooled in that city, but I didn't have a lot of friends. Rather, I had lots of people preying on me. One night... One night I was walking back home and they attacked me..."[/color] For a moment she looked at Shana with sorrow-filled eyes, but once more continued. [color=6ecff6]"I tried to fend for myself, but there were too many. Every time I got up, they beat me down... I wonder, if I'd just given up there, might I have survived that night?"[/color]

As she posed her question, she had to put all her effort in not breaking down in tears, regardless, tears formed in the corners of her eyes and a single tear rolled down her cheek. It was more than clear she was having a hard time telling this story. Once more she continued, her voice now wavering and unsteady. [color=6ecff6]"I was beaten to death... I woke up in a strange place and met a green-haired girl. She offered me another life, and well... Here I am."[/color] 

Jasmyn's words [i]'Here I am'[/i] weren't filled with new hope. Contradictory to the words' normal, peppy spirit, Jasmyn sounded absolutely dejected, the cheerful vibes from before completely vanished from her voice and features. She stood up, quickly wiping the tears from her eyes. [color=6ecff6]"I'm sorry, I need a moment."[/color] She half-cried, before walking outside and sitting down next to the small river that ran through the town. Taking deep breaths and occasionally wiping tears, Jasmyn tried to calm herself down. On one hand she felt uneasy just for remembering the vivid details of her death, and on the other hand she just felt bad about being such a downer on an otherwise pleasant afternoon.

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