My Vtuber lore:
There once was a world filled with wide oceans and great lands, a world filled with violence and chaos- But also love… The world you and I were born in, this place we call reality, But it had shifted.. Torn apart slowly, its pieces started breaking, crumbling away at the fingertips of a child.
This all started not so long ago…
It was April 6th 2010, and a baby girl was born; It was not long before she learnt something that would shift her reality forever…
At the child’s first breath a crack laid the land; it was sharp and jarring- the child yelled and cried for she was just a baby and no one had seen or felt the shift, the cracks crumbling beneath their feet.
As the child grew, so did the cracks, they scared the child- a deep darkness lay beyond the cracks and it sent fear through her, she kept crying, all throughout the years, her voice became louder stronger- she stopped fearing what people thought, learned to control her emotions- to regulate the unceasing fear.. But there was only so much she could take- she found art as a relief.
started painting, drawing, anything to close away the cracks.. That was until she slipped and fell… she landed in another world.
The fresh scent of grass coating her nose, a cool chilling breeze drifting up her spine.. With a groan she forced her head to turn away from the dirt to look beyond- What?- the words left her, her ears tingled, she could hear birds whistling and water humming, but it felt strange.
As she looked up from the ground she saw what lay before her; a vast grassy meadow, mountains and a River- large pine tree’s, it was beautiful.
As she walked towards the river and bent down to graze her hand through it, she saw her reflection.. She stayed there staring at herself for the eyes that peered back weren’t her usual pair, that however was not her greatest concern.
Her ears pricked up, her tail wagged, she couldn’t help but narrow her eyes before turning her head.
And her reflection seemed to be correct; she had a tail and ears, closely resembling that of a wolf. She heard howling and got spooked, turning back to where she came from: a wall identical to that of the one in her room, the cracking similar to the ones she painted and yet this one was not looking out towards a meadow.. But into her room.
Before she could think she leapt through it landing back onto her bed, things were never the same after that..