It was just still so boring in the Distortion world, there were no night or day. It was all the same in the world. Though she was used to it, she didn't even know how long it was since she had come into this world. She knew it had been long enough to break her spirit. She wasn't the person that she was coming into this world and it now was something that she rather regretted coming in at first, of course now it didn't matter as she accepted her fate, being trapped in this world along with the beast, Giratina, that had also been trapped in this world. It was a bit sad but she didn't really care much anymore. They had each other, right? So what was the need to feel that the beast was lonely anyway. She didn't even understand what it felt like to be lonely anymore. She was a hollow shell of what she once was.
Feeling herself wander around the distorted halls of the world, she wondered where that beast went, it always seemed to be flying around... though she knew that it would come if she ever needed it's help. In a way it was her only friend, because there was no one else in this world- or at least that's what she thought. But today felt different, something was different about this 'day' than the others. Though she didn't know why she felt this way, it was rather strange to think about how it would be different from any other day. Walking around a bit more, she noticed a figure... no, that wasn't possible- there wasn't any way that someone else could have gotten into this distorted hell, there were no portals opened, at least that she knew of. Though despite this she walked over to the person to see if they were even real, she wouldn't have liked if she started imagining people.
dilgan, hopefulpersona, colourfulideals, berlitzofsinnoh, and subwaymastertobe have entered the distortion world
When she tapped the person's shoulder, it gave her some comfort that she felt fabric on their shoulders, that meant that they were a real person, right? They weren't just an illusion... though that brought up the question who they were, since well as far as she knew it was rather difficult to open a portal to the Distortion World and she didn't know who would even want to come here in the first place.. it was hell. Though it would be better to just ask them who they were than to just inquire on their motives for coming here. "Who are you?" The raven haired girl asked with no happiness in her voice. She wasn't someone who was very social ever since being trapped in this hell but she wondered how people could even get into this place. Though since they did, there was no reason to inquire how they got here.
"More importantly how did you get here?" How blunt of her, she swore it was rather odd, it was her first interactions with people ever since she had gotten trapped in this place and she was being blunt with a monotone voice, and her eyes were lifeless, not caring for anything or anyone. Though they weren't dead- she still had life in her as she considered herself the protector of this world along with Giratina, because it was her home now, and well if she couldn't go back to the other world then she'd protect what she had now.
