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@boomania replied: stinky

" People only like you because you are pathetic and sad. "

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bwaa

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" Stinky. "

It's like he's been outed when he's not.

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waa

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She hardly had time to enjoy her food (not that she needed much, since the sandwiches he made in a hurry was shoved right into her mouth the moment they were done, with the little parasite waddling forward after the fallen Makoto after his disgraceful exit from his own home.

" .. Mako-san. Where are you going? It's Sunday. " A gentle pat on his head, as if the act itself would heal his injuries.

" H-Huh?! Oh, uh, yeah! I'll get something ready! "

He's got to get something too, after all! Makoto hastily nodded, practically jumping forward to the kitchen with every step as he hurried to prepare something to eat. Easy, quick, that was the criteria-- alright, two sandwiches would have to do! After that was done he gave Fyuga her food, pat her head, and then moved for the doo-- Oh.

He tripped over his own feet and fell just when he swung the door open.

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" .. Fyuga likes holding Dadark's hand. "

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" Ohh.. "

" .. Can Mako-san make Fyuga breakfast, first? "

" I-I'm up! I'm up! I'm not late for school! "

Makoto, it's Sunday...

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bwa

bwa

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^ professional biter

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fyuga's head does a thing where when you start to pet it it begins to push into the palm of ur hand. and then u can't let go, because it becomes illegal.

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" Don't get it. Points can be tangled? Kinda like.. shoe laces? "

Was this some sort of indirect way of saying he doesn't know how to tie his own shoes? Is that why it's in-tangliable? (She has not considered that she may be completely misunderstanding this phrase.)

" Fyuga can tie her own shoes sometimes. If Makoto-san needs help, Fyuga can help. "

" H-- Huh? C-Circles? Of course they do! I, um... Fyuga-chan, that's not exactly the point I was talking about. I meant something more... Er... Intangible. "

Now that I think about it... I-- It was kind of weird to just say that out of nowhere, huh?

" But circles do have a point! N-Not a literal one, but they do. "

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" Even circles? "

" Nothing in life is pointless! "

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So many different sounds, memories, vibrations filled her mind. Empty eyes stared straight ahead at nothing in particular, dirt now appearing more interesting than the deep ruined landscape around her. Her thoughts are adrift in a cacophony of chaotic verses, men, women and children laughing, singing, crying, arguing. Even those monsters she had defeated and consumed carried their own chorus of torment, which has now been added to the Neverending Soul, a pain that encapsulates itself within her seemingly feeble chest.

It wasn't until a different sound attracts her that the girl finally turns her head in Sanhua's -- and ultimately the other civilian's -- direction.

It's uncannily so much like a human - yet the civilians saw what the little creature did, and Sanhua's own detection of those lingering echoes was no doubt correct. Some of the civilians have begun backing away in terror or fear for their own safety, many leaving Sanhua at the forefront of the creature's supposed mercy..

But the child never attempts to leave the pit. Instead, she turns fully to face Sanhua, who stares from the steep overhang up above. The child merely reaches a hand out to her, and words only barely manage to leave her lips before she outright collapses onto her hands and knees. It's impossible to hear what the child said, but to one who could read lips, the most likely words spoken were;

' Where am I...? '

❆❅ . ― Sanhua's footsteps were light and quick like the fluttering snow in a blizzard. The Magistrate's Imperial Guard made her way without delay, a gloved hand gripping tightly onto the hilt of her sword― ready to unsheathe itself upon contact with Tacet Discords who dared to threaten the innocent lives of many.

And yet, upon arriving at the scene, there was... surprisingly nothing. No signs of fading frequencies that spelled death in her corrupted eyes and no signs of chaotic silhouettes painting the danger of Tacet Discords running rampant. All she could see was a lone figure lurking in the midst of smoke.

Heels clacked against the cold ground as she inched closer, the curse in her right eye pulsed into a bright glow. Frown lines between her brows deepened while watching this small frame evolve into something more horrific and grotesque. A huge amount of waves flooded Sanhua's vision. Chaotic. Overwhelming. Horrifying. It was unlike anything she had ever seen. To think that someone or something so tiny could contain that many souls... Sanhua did not dare imagine how many Tacet Discords had been consumed to produce such a result.

❝ What... happened here? ❞

Bewilderment filled her expression as the woman closed her eyes to relieve them of the surging pressure within her head. Her question lingered in the tense air, a firm tone as loud as the silence amongst the citizens that had gathered around this strange thing.

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( so i said i would respond to threads tonight, but i will probably do it tomorrow because i was not expecting a bomb to be dropped today! )

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i've hired this Fucking Creature to stare at you

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fleetway ! / picks her up n holds her like longcat

Looooooong. Long Fyuga. Could you believe it? How long she be? Just like worm.

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bloodfiend basil bites fyuga

Grabs a hold of his face with relative ease.

Proceeds to cast her (???)rd skill, 'head explode', killing him instantly.