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On this quiet night, with dim starlight and hazy moonlight, Avira is alone in her warm and familiar room. Outside the window, the wind gently sways the branches, emitting a faint murmur. Avira is lying on the bed, flipping through an old fairy tale book, her eyes shining with curiosity and longing for the stories.
Suddenly, a mysterious and powerful whirlwind sweeps in from the window, stirring the entire room. Avira feels an irresistible force drawing her in, her vision begins to spin, and everything becomes blurry. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself in an unknown forest.
Avira was initially shocked and confused by the sudden change. She stood up and observed her surroundings. The dim moonlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting eerie shadows on the twisted branches and the ground covered with dry leaves. Everything seemed familiar here, yet it carried a hint of gloom and foreboding.
She subconsciously touched her clothing and realized that she was wearing an exquisite medieval-style gown, alternating between deep blue and white, with a light and flowing skirt, completely different from her modern attire. Avira furrowed her brow slightly, feeling both surprised and curious, and thought to herself, "What is going on? How did I suddenly end up here? And this outfit..."
Avira furrowed her brow slightly, her gaze sweeping through the dark forest. The gloom and silence of this forest were a far cry from the fairy tale world she knew, every step feeling like treading on thick layers of mystery. Her gaze was sharp and composed, missing no detail in her observation.
Suddenly, a group of small animals bounded out from the woods, surrounding Avira. These animals had an unusual boldness, showing no fear of humans and instead appearing unusually friendly. A clever little rabbit hopped near her feet, several colorful birds circled above her head, and a lively pair of squirrels darted back and forth beside her.
Avira couldn't hide her surprise as she carefully observed the behavior of these small animals. A hint of humor tugged at the corners of her mouth involuntarily. She was actually able to understand the language of these small animals - it was an inexplicable intuition, as if she was born to communicate with nature.
The little birds chirped as if conveying some message. Avira could hear their joy and excitement, and she softly responded, "Hello, my little friends. It seems we are going to be friends very soon."
A little squirrel then called out in a tender voice, "You are Snow White!" Its eyes sparkled, seemingly very excited about Avira's appearance.
Avira was stunned, only then realizing her strange situation. She couldn't help but smile lightly, a hint of irony curling her lips. She hadn't expected to have crossed time and space to become the Snow White in this mysterious forest. But the atmosphere here was completely different from the fairy tales she was familiar with, with every corner filled with gloom and mystery.
"It looks like I have to start adapting to this new identity," Avira muttered to herself, her voice filled with humor and a hint of sarcasm. She looked around and saw trees tightly surrounding the land, as if each tree held its own secret.
Avira decided to explore this world and find a way back to reality. She walked lightly along the forest path, her feet in delicate shoes making a slight sound on the dry leaves. Her mind constantly pondered various possible situations and solutions, knowing that everything here was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
The small animals followed her, as if they had become her little escort team.
Avira continued along the winding path, her steps light and steady. The surrounding scenery was beautiful, yet tinged with an indescribable gloom. The ancient trees seemed to have a life of their own, gently swaying their branches as if whispering. Occasionally, distant and unidentifiable sounds added to the mysterious and unpredictable nature of the forest.
Before long, Avira arrived at a clear lake. The water was like a mirror, reflecting the moonlight and stars, bringing a sense of tranquility. Standing by the clear lake, she squatted down gently, her fingers touching the water, creating ripples. She gazed at her reflection, her fair skin like snow, her hair as black as ink, her lips red and teeth white, truly a version of the gentle Snow White from the fairy tale.
"Wow, is this really how I look now?" Avira couldn't help but marvel, a playful glint in her eyes. "I have to say, this look is not bad at all. But, how did all of this happen?" Her words carried a light sense of humor, as if mocking the absurd situation.
She tried hard to recall the story of Snow White, attempting to figure out which stage of the plot she might be in. But soon, she realized that the darkness and distortion of this world far exceeded any fairytale she knew. There was an unsettling atmosphere in the air, a far cry from the warm and bright story world she was familiar with.
The surrounding trees seemed to have been twisted by some eerie force, their branches intertwined as if silently telling a tale of sorrow. The occasional distant cries were enough to send shivers down one's spine; they were not the sounds of any ordinary animal, but rather strange, eerie sounds filled with pain and howls.
Avira stood up and decided to continue forward. "No matter what, I have to find the way back," she muttered to herself, her expression both determined and cautious.
Walking through this gloomy forest, Avira was filled with questions. She had to stay calm and sharp in order to survive in this dangerous world. She chuckled lightly and thought to herself, "In this twisted fairytale world, it seems I have to rely on myself to write the ending of the story."
As she ventured deeper into the forest, she began to feel a powerful and mysterious force calling out to her, leading her in an unknown direction.
Avira felt a sense of unease in her heart as she followed the guidance of the mysterious force, stepping into the darker depths of the forest. Suddenly, she sensed an ominous presence, accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps drawing near. She turned around to see a burly hunter wielding a sharp axe, his face twisted into a crazed and maniacal grin.
Facing this sudden threat, her heart was pounding, but her expression was surprisingly calm. The corners of her eyes lifted slightly, revealing a subtle, almost imperceptible, sneer. Confronted with this absurd scene before her, she still had the mood for jokes.
The hunter approached heavily, his eyes flashing with madness. His twisted and crazed smile seemed to foreshadow the impending violence. In his hand, he held a gleaming axe, exuding an ominous aura.
"Ah, Snow White, I finally found you. Your ending will not be as beautiful as the fairy tale," the hunter's voice was hoarse and threatening.
Avira sneered and her voice was full of sarcasm: "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Hunter. But I must say, your entrance is just too dramatic."
At that moment, the ground suddenly shook violently, and a massive evil dragon appeared, causing a sensation. It transformed into human form and stood before Avira, with green flames burning in its eyes. The corners of the dragon's mouth curled slightly, revealing a hint of wickedness.
"Poor Snow White, it seems you have found yourself in a dilemma," the evil dragon said in a deep and mocking voice.
Avira stopped in her tracks, took a deep breath, and tried to maintain her composure in this threatening environment. She gently lowered her skirt and gazed at the evil dragon and the hunters behind it with a determined and calm look in her eyes.
A forced smile appeared at the corner of her mouth as she said, "It seems I must choose to fight, rather than flee." Her voice carried a hint of self-mockery, yet it also conveyed fearless determination.
Avira faced it all with a panic in her heart, but she maintained a calm and composed exterior. The hunter's sinister laughter echoed through the forest as he swung his axe, each step heavy and filled with murderous intent. A hint of madness glinted in his eyes, as if he could already see Avira's end.
Avira's gaze was sharp, her expression almost indifferent. Her heart raced, but she forced herself to remain calm. Meanwhile, the evil dragon watched from the sidelines, its massive body casting a terrifying shadow among the dark trees. Its deep and satisfied laughter seemed to say that the play was unfolding according to its will.
"It seems that this game is more thrilling than I imagined," Avira sneered softly. Then, she quickly reacted, agilely dodging the hunter's axe. She searched for any possible escape opportunity while trying to devise a counterplan.
The hunter's attacks became more intense, but Avira evaded them with astonishing agility. She couldn't afford to fall here. Meanwhile, the evil dragon seemed to be enjoying it all, its laughter echoing in the air, filled with disdain and mockery.
Avira moved lightly and agilely, shuttling through the forest, trying to find an opportunity to escape. With every dodge, she calculated her next move.
"What a place full of 'surprises'," she mocked her situation in her heart, but there was no panic in her eyes.
This life-and-death game is currently underway, and Avira, the Snow White trapped in a fairy tale world, is bravely fighting against fate with her wisdom and courage. She must find a way out, no matter how difficult and perilous it may be.
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