I am a Russian writer. My accounts on other social networks: Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/user/kamomire01 Ficbook: https://ficbook.net/authors/6572412 Telegram: https://t.me/SRheadcanons
OThe picture shows a fanfiction in Russian in visualization. You can find more information in my telegram channel.
I apologize in advance for the possible bad English, everything was translated through Alice Ai.
Личка: @kamomire01 Остальная информация в боте: https://t.me/SRheadcanons_bot
Almost from the very first meeting, you were inseparable.
You shared a room during your school years… Mimi was deliriously happy back then, for her beloved childhood friend had made friends with the intriguing Unrecognized, and now the three of them could spend hours dressing up and going to the theatre (but shh, not a word to Fenzio…).
As the Koreans friends would say, «their bond was forged in the heavens!» If any immortal who had only seen you a couple of times were asked, «Are they sisters?», they would almost certainly nod in agreement — and, unsurprisingly, they would be wrong. But only partially. You are not bound by blood, yet you have become sisters — by arms, by fate, and by a choice made swiftly and irrevocably.
If everyone they loved had died during the First War — everyone who was strong, yet not strong enough, still weaker than the child of an angel and a demon — then Isabella, if she were to die, would do so only while protecting her adopted sister.
In her heart, like shards of glass, lodged the memories of fallen friends, comrades, and even other immortals whose spirits had faded in her arms. The metallic taste would linger on her lips for a long time, and the smell of smoke would haunt her in her nightmares. Every breath echoed with pain in her chest, and tears flowed helplessly, but she knew: her destiny was to be a shield and a sword for her dear friend. She knows that Vicky will manage without her in the future, that she will survive, so she isn’t afraid to leave her alone…
Yet she understands that her death would bring an immense amount of pain. In her veins flows not blood, but true steel, tempered in the crucible of war. Her wings, once snow‑white and dotted with feathers, scented of wildflowers and the ancient library’s books, are now badly frayed and stained with bright patches of scarlet.
So she cannot fail! Her strength lies in her love for Vicky; her weakness lies in her desire to protect. And in this contradiction, true power is born: the power of self‑sacrifice that knows no bounds. For she, like a bird that has flown its whole life, is ready to give up her wings…
The war is over… Many have perished… Vicky found herself asking her mother — though she can no longer hear, see, or feel —
«Would you be proud of me, Mom?..» Standing in the middle of the battlefield, Vicky whispered as the sky cleared and the shades of red faded, giving way to the pure, familiar hue of the heavens.
Tears streamed down her cheeks in torrents, blurring her vision and preventing her from focusing on her surroundings. She couldn’t remember who had survived. She only remembered how, one by one, her friends, acquaintances, and others had vanished into Nothingness before her eyes.
«Why couldn’t I save you?..» she murmured once more, hiding her face in her hands.
Amid the chaos of memories, the image of the one she held closest surfaced clearly… With a sudden movement, Vicky pushed herself off the ground, soaked with the blood of thousands, and began to look around, her thoughts racing.
«Where is Isabella now?.. I saw her trying to help everyone indiscriminately. She was the most genuine, kind, and clear‑hearted angel I’ve ever known… Even though she was an angel, she still helped demons… She even managed to help me…»
Vicky felt a familiar warmth even before she heard her. The flutter of wings. The rustle of a dress. The familiar soft tread. You approached her from behind, walking slowly, limping on your right leg. With a gentle touch, you tucked her tangled hair behind her ear, then placed one hand on her shoulder and met her gaze with your piercing eyes.
«Vicky, darling, I’m here…» you whispered in her ear, ensuring that only she could hear you in that deathly silence. «They all want to take stock of the war. I think it’s time for us to go.»
Your voice was calm yet firm and unwavering, and your gaze had changed, as if it belonged not to you, but to someone a few hundred years older.
«Isabella… I was so scared!..» she stammered, nearly crying, as she threw herself into a tight embrace with her loved one. «Yes, of course, but… Let them wait a few more minutes…»
Pulling away, you gently but firmly took Vicky’s hand:
«Look at me. You’re stronger than you think. You’ve done so much for this world…»
Vicky raised her eyes, and life gradually began to return to them. Your calm confidence passed to her like an electric shock.
«Together, we can fix everything», you whispered, and at last, she believed. «Remember why we’re here. Remember what we fought for.»
Today I have come to you not with a new chapter, but with something else… Well, I won't delay. I'm completely switching to the tg channel and I'm unlikely to publish anything on a wattpad or a ficbook now, because these sites are not going to even try to do anything for the sake of the Russian part of the Internet, and I hate VPN with all my heart (be careful, otherwise you can download the wrong application and everything will be covered with a copper basin…).
I have already created a channel in tg (and even vk … Ahem), but now it (https://t.me/kamomiri01 ) I leave photos of the surrounding nature, posts about college, communication with you and much more (my past work on the Club of Romance (Secret of Heaven), I leave there, and the new (https://t.me/SRheadcanons ) creating for their own work.
What will you find on my channel:
Sketches, headcounts, stories (fanfiction), correspondence, lots of information and interactive content.
All these works will be based on such fandoms as the Romance Club (Heaven's Secret), Resident Evil, Call of Duty, Detroit, Tokyo Avengers, Avengers (Marvel), Attack of the Titans, Jujutsu Kaisen, My Hero Academy, Honkai Star Rail (XSR), Zenless Zone Zero (ZZZ), Genshin and others.
At the moment, a survey has been released on which game you want to see on the channel.
The first telegram channel: https://t.me/kamomiri01
Telegram channel with works: https://t.me/SRheadcanons
A bot in tg with ALL the information about me and my content: https://t.me/SRheadcanons_bot
Ficbook: https://ficbook.net/authors/6572412
Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/user/kamomire01
Honkai Star Rail and Genshin Impact Community: https://vk.com/beauty_teivat
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