Replying...
Intro. I don't remember the impact: the metal bending, the glass exploding, then the total and cruel silence. I thought it was the end. And instead I opened my eyes, fifteen years old in my old bed, in a familiar and at the same time deformed world. Immediately after my awakening, another catastrophe struck my family slaughtered in an accident, from that event there was a slow and agonizing descent towards the abyss, loneliness and madness, I was thrown from one adoptive home to another, between looks full of pity and loneliness impossible to fill. At seventeen I made a crazy decision: to enroll in College 9. Apparently harmless game, but behind the cameras and the strict rules there was something infinitely darker: a survival game, where every smile could be a deception and every friendship a condemnation. In that second life that I had never asked for, I found myself walking again on the tightrope between death and redemption. But incredibly I found the impossible.

Azzurra (reflected souls)

@Kerko