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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 24, 2007 23:48:42 GMT -5
Ouwashi numero uno narrowed her eyes at Cecil as the attack came through and her blade seemed to lightly tap against his and she was already given enough force to send herself skyward again, spinning in a tight, unpredictable spin and then she came back down, her feet landing firmly on the ground and she looked at the deceased corpes around her, she shook her head with slight laughter, it was amusing that they believed that things pulled from death could have effect on her. Besides, it wasn't like she'd take any damage anyways. All the attacks were sent straight to the scapegoat, straight to Suzume. "Try it again, I'm sure that sooner or later you'll be good enough, less of a failure than how everyone sees you- not like it'd be too hard to be less of a lost cause than you..." She said tauntingly to Cecil, her feet placed so she could split into any direction on a moment's notice.
The other two Ouwashis (2 and 3) moved around Makashi and Darishan, one obviously faster than the other, a mere blur while the other moved slower, her arms hung at her sides and her sharp, ghoulish teeth were like knives protruding from her gums. This was the second Ouwashi, her weapon like obsidian in the light as it glistened and she looked towards Makashi and then Darishan, "Keep up your summoning, it's really quite... refreshing." She said to the necromancer. Her newly since sooty gray hair seemed to hang stiffly in greasy strands over her shoulders and she absorbed the weapon into her flesh, her fingernails lengthened and she looked into Darishan's eyes unwavering. Death in her stare as she walked towards him, "You're not going to attack." She stated simply. Ger voice nonchalant and unwavering as her relaxed gait ensued.
The third Ouwashi coninued to stay in a blur around Makashi and Darishan. Her blade ripped through the air, Makashi dove out of harms way at last moment's chance as he let out an almost beastly growl. He looked around him for but a moment and then towards Akira who was already standing, administering healing water to the extent of her wounds. Makashi twisted around almost at random and his hand gripped onto Ouwashi #3's wrist and he took his sword, Kitsuryu Isei and heald it to Ouwashi's throat.
Ouwashi #3 melted from Makashi's grip and dissapeared into her amazing speed again, "You'll have to try harder than that!" she exclaimed in a shrill of dark laughter. A ripple past through her and faint signs of what her skeletal arrangement would be if she even had a skeleton were visible with a faint purple glow through her as she stopped momentarily before making a charge for the lip of the crevass. She dived over the edge and dissapeared from sight, Makashi ran after her, jumping from the edge and morphing into the shape of a massive seafoam green Japanese dragon with a pale blue, almost white underbelly. His black claws scraped against the side of the cliff, creating sparks on his way down.
Israfel looked at the rampaging dragon and sighed, "Just my day, isn't it?" He asked nobody in particular. He pulled out the silver knuckledusters grudgingly as he looked at the dragon unhappily and rolled his eyes, "Now why exactly are YOU attacking me?" he asked the dragon, his feet positioned for dodging and he looked at the attacking pearly dragon that Duemi seemed to know. Why was everyone that Duemi seemed to know seem so intent on hurting him? He shook his head, atleast he didn't have to worry about that pain-in-the-ass innocent little cat demon creature over there. He didn't really know what Duemi liked so much about the person Neko... oh well.
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Post by Kim-la on Jun 25, 2007 14:25:30 GMT -5
Zephyr continued her charge, but then had a thought along the line of 'screw this' and changed her course to grab Duemi. Israfel probably wouldn't be to hard to kill, but she didn't feel like putting up the effort. Her claws closed on Duemi's body a took into the air.
Duemi had been content to watch Zephyr shred Israfel, so when Zephyr turned to attack her, she had little time to run. Zephyr's claws gripped her like a vice as she took off. Duemi dropped her dagger as she tried to wiggle free.
Now it was Lyra's turn to be dumbfounded. She sat there, watching Zephyr fly away, knowing that there was no way she could follow.Zephyrspirit was on the ground next to her. She looked slightly uncomfortable now actually. She looked around, wondering what she should do.
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Post by Pendragon on Jun 25, 2007 15:17:16 GMT -5
Sion plucked The Dagger from the beast.
Then everything went to hell.
A blue pulse rippled away from the point where Sion's hand re-united with The Dagger. Several of the undead simply ceased to exist when this wave of energy hit them. However, it washed harmlessly over those on Akira's side of this battle. The pulse seemed to even efffect Takami, if only to push him back slightly.
Sion himself seemed to change. Appearing taller, his muscles more toned. The glow around him intensified, so did The Dagger's own aura. Now the power Sion had taken from The Dagger was being returned.
However, there was a down side to all this power movement.
Sion was blind once again, and since Suzume had Sion's enchanted necklace... He had no way of seeing.
Takami raced forwards, leaping high up into the air. He came down with a heavy strike towards the place Sion's neck met his right shoulder.
And Sion had no clue what was happening.
Luckily, The Dagger did know the score. It pulled itself up, dragging Sion's arm up into a flawless block.
The Dagger had saved Sion.
This time. Another, and he might not be so lucky.
"I need your help." Sion yelled. He needed the others to keep him up to date with Takami's actions..
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Takami's blade was knocked back by a sturdy block, but he quickly swung back round into a second attack. Sweeping his blade at Sion's legs.
And again, Sion had no clue.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 25, 2007 15:40:15 GMT -5
Terent nodded to Sion, who was now apparently blind and he came towards Takami, one of his axes swung to his neck, another from the opposite direction, aimed for just under his ribcage. He didn't have much of a clue as to what was going on with the dagger but the strange weapon seemed to have it's own life to it. It was interesting indeed.
Akira looked towards Takami, Sion, Terent, as well as the two undead things and she already had an idea as to how she could help and she began crafting an illusion. This was a special little illusion that was cast straight into the mind of Sion, since he was blind there could be ways around that- it was common for a kitsune to aid another who might be blind. The illusion was Sion's surroundings, though from Akira's point of veiw and how she saw it. Every detail was sharper, crisper, and the shadows seemed almost less real, colors more vivid and almost eerily so. This was the world that a kitsune saw, the world of Akira, the world of Suzume, it was a whole new kind of perception. The problem as such with the illusion was that there was an annoying irritation with the whole scene, it was obvious that it was indeed an illusion and one could feel that it was off, unreal. It was a natural sense that a kitsune had. Such sight may be disorienting at first, but one quickly becomes acclimated to it. "Hope this helps." came an odd little voice into Sion's mind, it was Akira who stood on the other side of the gorge and relaying her own sight and vision into Sion's mind.
Israfel stood there and looked up at where the dragon had left and just kinda well... watched, not sure what to do about it. His golden eyes glazed with confusion as he looked toward Lyra, "You know anything about that?" he asked, unsure really what he was supposed to do now, looking at the others, not really wanting to participate in the fight- before it was self defence, now the other fights seemed somewhat... meaningless...
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Post by Kim-la on Jun 25, 2007 19:29:39 GMT -5
Lyra looked at Israfel shrugging in her cat-like manner. "I have NO idea." Lyra said, though because she was a leopard, she was actually growling. This occurred to her and she wondered if Israfel could understand. She looked around unsure what to do. If she where human, she would be scratching the back of her head, but seeing as she wasn't, she just sat there. She guessed that she should go help with the little Battle that was going on, but it seemed strange. As said before, she was just a cat.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 25, 2007 19:41:04 GMT -5
Israfel didn't seem to notice the fact that Lyra was growling, angels communicated with animals so of course it was a talent that demons had as well. Israfel looked down at Lyra, "So... do you guys know that dragon?" he asked. He sat down on the ground and looked back at the others who were in the middle of the battle, it was kinda odd that he wasn't doing anything, but he obviously didn't mind much. He slipped the knuckledusters back in thier pockets on his belt as he chewed on the inside of his cheek somewhat boredly.
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Post by Kim-la on Jun 25, 2007 19:57:06 GMT -5
Lyra was quite happy actually that Israfel knew what she was saying. Duemi didn't usually know what she was saying when she was in her human for so she only spoke like this when Duemi was in her cheetah form. It was nice to have someone who understood. "We know her. I only knew her for a short period of time. She supposed to be dead actually..." Lyra said, thinking out loud. It was rather strange that Israfel and Lyra where having this conversation, considering moments ago Lyra was going to let (and supported) him being killed. But this didn't occur to her at the moment.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 25, 2007 20:28:36 GMT -5
Why one of the Ouwashis had become more akin to a zombie, Darishan could not say. He had been dealing with things half living since the age of six, however, and unnerving eyes or jagged grappling fangs failed to phase him. If anything, it just made the battlefield seem more at home. What was she now, something of the devil's toy? How far did you really dig, Suzume, and why? The others, especially the Kitsune and the man with the Dagger, obviously knew much more about this, and he accepted that fact.
Ignoring her taunts, Darishan swept his staff twice, uttering the incantation. In a three yard radius around her the ground promptly started to fall in on itself, with a seething mass below waiting to welcome her as large chunks of rock broke off.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 25, 2007 20:57:04 GMT -5
The second Ouwashi's fingers seemed to extend grotesquely and grasped Darishan tightly, pulling Ouwashi away from the hole, as well as pulling Darishan towards it. Despite the fact that Ouwashi was the same size as Suzume, she was certainly lighter, she was a shell of water around magic. Her feet stepped lightly onto solid ground and the tendrils from her fingertips wrapped tightly around Darishan, "Would you try something else?" she asked. She walked towards the necromancer with a relaxed, swaying gait. Her limbs seemed somewhat too long for her and gave her a giraffe-like elegance to her walking almost- if it was possible for a giraffe to stalk prey. Her eyes were narrow slits as she looked at Darishan as if to sum up his abilities silently within her thoughts.
Israfel nodded, "Isn't everyone supposed to be dead these days?" he asked, making his point. He put one hand on top of Lyra's head and rubbed the fur between her ears, not really meaning anything bad by it, he then thought that it might be taken badly and he stopped. He just kinda figured that most feline creatures liked being rubbed on thier heads.
Makashi and the third Ouwashi continued to plunge, Ouwashi (3) grabbed onto the lip of the cave's entrance and swung up into it's mouth, landing with a light 'tack' sound as he feet made impact with the smooth stone and she instantly began her run into the depths of the darkness and Makashi twisted in his flight to follow in pursuit.
"Your friends are a dissapointment." she whispered to Suzume as they broke into thier combat again, the blade of water shimmered darkly as Suzume charged foreward, "If you would just die- I can make thier own death quick." she commented.
"They won't die, and I won't either!" Suzume said, her voice a tad less calm than Ouwashi's. Celestial was tight in her grip and she dashed to Ouwashi, slicing downwards with violent force at the water spirit.
Ouwashi pulled the blade of her weapon and came close to Suzume's ribs with enough force to chop through bone and marrow, literally slicing Suzume in half.
Suzume slid to her left, Celestial lowered the keep the deadly blow from making it all the way to her side and she fealt the impact all through her arm and it almost seemed to shatter her shoulder. She let out a ghasp from the pain- she was outmatched.
Tsubame lay on the ground, several feet away- something had happened through the course of the battle that had K.O.ed her, so she lay there- whether she was unconscious or dead was unapparent though. She was without movement and her eyes were gently shut.
Ouwashi laughed, "You're not much better than your dragon friend, actually- you're worse." she commented as she pulled her weapon into her flesh and it extended on the other side, slicing at Suzume's other side.
Suzume tried to make the block and only halfly did so, Ouwashi's weapon sliced into her flesh though the damage wasn't half as bad as it could have been. She backed away with a startled expression with the shock of the impact, her shoulders and elbows on fire and her side stung from the blade. She hacked at Ouwashi as she continued to step towards her, "Go-To-Hell!" she shouted, each word inbetween another attack.
"Too late darling." Ouwashi commented lightly as she blocked the attacks with the blade of her forbiddingly dangerous weapon.
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Post by Kim-la on Jun 26, 2007 13:45:09 GMT -5
Lyra found herself purring, much like a small house cat, only she was not small and was not a house cat. She stopped abruptly, knowing that she shouldn't be purring right now and that Israfel stopped rubbing her ears. "You know, I should probably be trying to kill you right now." Lyra pointed out, thought not moving in any way to enforce her comment. Duemi would no doubt be very angry if she knew what was happening, but Lyra actually didn't really care right now.
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Post by Pendragon on Jun 26, 2007 13:54:24 GMT -5
Thank You. Sion thought to Akira, who was clearly the only person capable of something like this. This shouldn't take long.
"Shall we dance one last time, old friend?" Sion said softly, glancing down at The Dagger which had caused him so much trouble. And yet.. He was happy to have it on hand again.
Sion nimbly leapt over the sweep attack, then placing one hand on Terrent's shoulder he vaulted over Takami. On landing, he crouched low, and swung round with a powerful kick at the back of Takami's knee.
Takami had just enough time after pulling back his blade from the failed attack, to see twin axes heading straight for him.
And he did.... nothing. The weapons pierced just below his rib cage, spraying black liquid to either side. The axes stuck there too, half way through his chest.
"You're capable of rage.... I'll remember that." He said to Terrent, and that was all. Next thing he knew he was knocked down by Sion's attack, and waiting for Takami was another of Sion's strong kicks. This one sending him straight up into the air.
Again Sion used Terrent as an aid, leaping up and pushing one foot off from his companions shoulder. Takami had reached peak height, and was beggining to fall. Sion was soaring up to meet him.
As they passed in the air, Sion spun in a graceful backflip. His foot connected heavily with one of Terrent's axes, sending it spinning through and out of Takami.
When Takami hit the ground, the other axe bounced out. Now both of Terrents weapons were free.
Sion hit the ground hard, moving straight into a downward stab at Takami's fallen body that would end the fight.
It never landed. Takami caught Sion's wrist in a deathgrip, stopping The Dagger in it's place. The axe wounds began to heal, right infront of Sion's eyes.
Things were not looking good.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 26, 2007 14:27:43 GMT -5
"It's not that you should be trying to kill me- it's all a question of will and morals. You should only feel obligated to do what you wish to do. And I hope you don't wish to kill me." He shrugged slightly and looked at Lyra, "Do you?" he asked, really curious if the strange leopard really did want to kill him. Many people seemed to dislike him, and many people kinda seemed to want him dead at times. A day in the life, a day in the life.
Terent grabbed his axes from the ground and ran towards Takami, not really knowing what the strange opponent had meant by rage. Terent considered himself a fairly happy person. He sliced through the air and at Takami, "What'd be your problem?" he asked, in his normal, crisp, Scots-Irish voice. His words were sharp as well, his purple eyes showed he really didn't like being pulled into a fight like this. He didn't know either of the combatants, so he fealt no true obligation to aid, except that it looked like Sion was in trouble.
Suzume pulled her body close to the ground and stabbed upwards with the sharp blade of Celestial, her teeth bared angrily and she looked up to see a sight that suprised her, the blade had peirced Ouwashi's gut and travelled even further up into her ribcage- if she had a ribcage. She pulled the weapon out but instead of being unsheathed from the watery, bloody flesh it was stuck firm and the black liquid seeped down the blade and Suzume pulled the weapon harder but to no avail. "Dammit!" she shouted and she looked at Ouwashi who glowered down at her, no signs of pain from the normally fatal injury.
"Are you done?" she asked synically.
Suzume planted one foot on Ouwashi to help get leverage to pull thr weapon out but her foot seeped through Ouwashi's body and Suzume fell on the ground on the other side clumsily, Celestial gripped firmly in her hand. She stood quickly, in one graceful movement and she shifted her weight backwards and she stepped back from Ouwashi.
Ouwashi's anatomy seemed to flip around and she faced Suzume, her spine crackling loudly as she started walking towards Suzume, this water nymph, this demon wasn't something to be messed around with, though she seemed to be messing around with everyone else. Her form seemed to grow and spines protruded from her knees and eldows as she walked towards Suzume, her mouth extended along the side of her face, her sharp teeth glistened, her eyes opened wide and unblinkingly, the pupils nothing but silver slits, she was shedding from her more human appearance and revealing her true self, the wiry hair draped over her bony form as she hunched over slightly, talons came from her long, bony fingers and they glistened like obsidian in the altering light around them. Her skin tinted sickly green and ridges sprouted from her spine, each one barbed dangerously. Her tongue seemed somewhat lengthened and now forked as well, a white diamond mark on her forhead, two white cirles above the two middle corners as well as one more above the topmost corner of the diamond. Each rib bone was visible and wiry muscles coarsed underneath, her ears were nothing but small holes on the side of her face, she blinked at Suzume, instead of blinking normally though, her eyelid sweeped over her eye, it was milky, though still clear enough for her to see- kind of like an alligator.
Tsubame was still motionless on the floor and Suzume looked at her opponent with frightened eyes. She knew Ouwashi wasn't human, but she had never suspected such a monster.
The three Ouwashi's made the same transformation, no longer looking anything like Suzume, losing thier delicate shell and revealed the monstrocity they were, each one a tall creature with formidable teeth and claws, dark water pooling at thier feet.
The second Ouwashi looked at Darishan and snarled, "Do you still have hopes of getting your precious Suzume back?" she asked, her voice sour as bile and her tone dark as she released Darishan from the long tendrils that extended from her fingertips.
Israfel looked back at the battle and froze, "Well that's new..." he commented, looking at the two Ouwashi's that were still visible, of course the third was down in the gorge somewhere, everything was getting really weird.
The undead saurian creature that had been summoned by Neko looked at the battle between Terent, Takami, and Sion. Neko wasn't sure what he was supposed to do, not much really that he could. The undead beast walked accross the air of the canyon in the deciscion to help Darishan. The summon growled and looked towards Ouwashi, "Thought some assistance might be appreciated." Neko called to the fellow Necromancer.
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Post by Kim-la on Jun 26, 2007 20:26:48 GMT -5
"As far as wanting to kill you, you DID try to kill me as well, so you can't entirely blame me for not entirely caring if you die. Though as far as wanting to kill you, I'll get back to you on that." Lyra said. Another part of her not caring of he died or not came from Lyra was in charge of taking care of Duemi, and Duemi wanted him dead. Its complicated, but Lyra is a lot like a body guard, only she was an animal, not a person. The person that originally owned Lyra knew Duemi's dad, so when Duemi's dad died his friend let Duemi keep her. So Lyra shouldn't even be with Duemi any more if only her dad hadn't her dad died...
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 26, 2007 21:14:28 GMT -5
The Necromancer inwardly sighed at Ouwashi's continued stream of taunts and comments. There were always those who couldn't seem to fight a decent battle without stringing together words at every move. Darishan was not one to get inflamed by passion (To the point of if TMA were to suddenly blow up and kill everyone except him he'd only feel a faint regret) and thought little of taunting her back, but he felt he should at least answer her somehow. Despite the fact that she was an enemy, leaving someone hanging wasn't polite. She wasn't Suzume in any way though. That much was evident.
"You have hidden her well," he agreed. Darishan didn't hope, but he believed that Suzume was there somewhere, however lost. Hearing Neko's shout, Darishan raised his head and nodded in thanks.
The hole that had ripped the ground from his magic before now surged with malicious little creatures of obvious dark magic. They were vaguely hedgehog-like in shape, but any resemblance ended there. Each one looked as if it had been turned inside out, with glistening veiny skin of a pinkish hue bruised purple. All of the fangs in their tiny, cone shaped mouths were curved inward to latch, as if some horrid kind of mammalian leech. They all sported six small, muscular legs with claws literally longer than the appendages themselves, and if they had eyes, they were only two shallow bulges on the head area. Though blind, they headed towards her like bloodhounds like a swarm of ants, climbing over top of each other to get a better chance at the monstrous nymph. Their teeth flashed in their sucking mouths and their claws flexed, all trying to latch on.
(What does Zawa do when she has a nightmare? Why, she adds it to her list of necromancy, that's what she does! =D)
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 27, 2007 19:00:44 GMT -5
Ouwashi #2 glared at the odd creatures and dark water seeped up from the ground, enveloping the odd creatures as she turned back to Darishan, "Don't bother with summoning." She sneered, dark water sprouted around Neko's summon as well and instead of destroying it like how it was effecting the hedgehog creatures, it seemed to bend the creature to Ouwashi's will and it charged at Darishan. This form of attacking was bad for two of her opponents.
Neko stood there, his eyes no longer their distant green hue, they seemed glazed over and his arms shook vigorously as Ouwashi's magic passed from his summon to him, "Shit..." he said strenuously as he tried to sever the mental line from him to his summon, though Ouwashi was doing a good job at preventing just that. It fealt like someone was using perhaps a syringe to inject boiling oil into his eyes and he shook his head as the dark water peirced his summon, giving Ouwashi controll over it.
The summon's rotting hide grew hard and black, covered in plate like scales, it's eyes opalescent black like Ouwashi's and it snarled at Darishan, oddly enough she didn't bother with Darishan's summons. Instead it seemed like the inky black waters were beginning to disintegrate them
Israfel nodded, "My attempt at killing you was different- it was not a question of morals- but of will." He then showed Lyra the scar accross the palm of his hand, "As long as this scar is here, I have to obey 'Miss Sunshine' over there." he then pointed to the Ouwashi who was fighting Cecil. "It's not that I wanted you dead, she did." He shrugged. So it's really not my fault and it's unfair for you to judge me from that.
The first Ouwashi near Cecil looked at her opponent, her sword blazed with a black aura, she was cloaked in this new skin that covered her. She suddenly twisted her body into a swirling maelstrom, the weapon's blade glinted in the light, one, two, three spins and the blade picked up enough speed and came on it's path to hit against Cecil's side, her weapon moved with the speed twice that of a sniper's bullet which was certainly deadly enough. Her foot slid accross the ground as her attack came, blade whistling through the air and it lowered to hit Cecil at his waist, the drop was sudden and unexpected since it cut the speed down by half. She had decided to keep the bladed weapon, preffering it for this opponent.
Ouwashi's fingernails scraped accross the ground as she walked towards Suzume, a snarl resonating in it's throat. "You've been more of a nuisance than expected..." came the horrible voice that made the sensation of maggots crawling under Suzume's skin ripple about her body and Suzume looked with wide, scared eyes.
She wasn't able to think straight. In essense Suzume was just as much an animal as she was human and she was feeling the whole 'fight or flight' deal at this moment though she seemed stuck in the middle, unable to choose. Her knuckles were white as she heald Celestial hard in her grip though she wasn't able to think much of what she was going to do with it.
"And yet amazingly you're still the weak little kitsune from before, dependant on others for strength." she mocked the trembling kitsune.
Suzume shook her head as her eyes tightened sourly, "No, I am strong, I AM strong..." she said half whispered angrily, convincing herself of what she said in this mantra was true since she knew that perhaps more than a little bit- Ouwashi was right. She fealt strength from others and apparently she couldn't afford such things with what was required of her in life. She looked at Ouwashi with narrowed eyes that dripped foxfire like tears, "I am..." she muttered.
Ouwashi slashed her horrible, slender claws at Suzume whilst a predatory snarl gnashed from her jaws, she tore through the air at her prey as she bounded foreward, "What you ARE is alone." she growled.
"I know." she said, her arms tense and she looked at her opponent, eyes narrowed and she blocked out everyone from her thoughts. Pendragon didn't exist anymore, Akira didn't exist, Darishan, Cecil, Hikazu, Lucifer, Israfel, Duemi, everyone was gone and she had one person and that was herself. The one person she could count on wholly and completely, the only one who wouldn't betray her, leave her, or die when she needed them.
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