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Fantasy Royal Bloodbath (Me and Mena)

Rantos

Rantos

The man with 1001 waifus
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-In some arbitrary city
On some arbitrary day
Destiny unfolds
At 7:07-
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How does one justify murder? If it's for a good cause if it's for the greater good? How would one even consider slaughter? As a necessary evil, as a mean justified by the end? Fate is a cruel mistress. It was far too late to go back, Iris had to live with this one miserable choice. Born from good intentions, Iris joined the game thinking only of his family. If he won, he could provide for them, give them the life they never had. If he lost, well...

Losing wasn't an option. Iris tried to find resolve while sitting on a park bench. The game had begun, he knew better than to spend his time sitting around, brooding. Yet each time Iris tied to rise ever fiber of his being told him to sit back down, to reconsider his options. Reconsidering wouldn't help him though, as Iris was faced with only two options: murder, or lay down and accept death. It was time to pick his poison. Iris wasn't sure if he could ever find the resolve to accept the situation, but at the very least he could find the resolve to stand up from the bench. Now, how to begin. Surely if he waited long enough someone would find him. But was that a better idea than looking himself. Or maybe Iris could hide in the park and wait for the other players to do the work for him. It was a sizable park after all. At least a mile in diameter and so dense with trees that from the inside one wouldn't be able to see any of the surrounding buildings save for a few skyscrapers. Maybe, in the end, the better idea would be to wait and see. Just for today at least.
Mena Mena
 
Mei
Her family and friends died because of her sister....she couldn't stop her back then. Every time Mei thought of the past, it brought tears to her eyes. The brown haired girl was beginning to think that she completely useless....however Mei had to make sure she survived at least. She made a promise to herself and her past. Mei was pretty useless in combat, even with the gods blessing her with their power. She was highly inexperienced in hand to hand combat and lacked proper battlefield training. Probably going to slow her partner down in the long run of things.

Just thinking about all the fighting she had to do, the female sat back down on the train seat. "Why....did it have to be killing?" She mumbled to herself. It made her sick to her stomach as flashbacks of her deceased friends popped up into her head. The girl would have to kill others for her dream to be a reality....that was just too cruel of a system. However, Mei understood that others were willing to kill her and to accomplish their goals if she was not prepared.

They were mentally and physically prepared to take their resolves higher, she was no match for them. "Come on Mei, you have to become stronger. Strong enough to where you won't place anyone in danger anymore. Just wake up already, you have a big day ahead of you." She slapped herself, it was a pep talk. Mei had to be willing to do whatever it took as well to win the death battle, that included killing other people to lure out more gods and goddess candidates. It would do nothing good if she were the first to drop out after all.
 
Okay, enough waiting. After some careful deliberation, Iris decided it would be better to get a move on rather than staying a sitting duck. Plus, having to fight in the middle of the park could prove disastrous, giving how his abilities were fire-based it would be easy to set the trees ablaze. Cautiously, maybe a bit too cautiously, Iris began making his way out of the park. All the while wondering where the first battle would take place. It was him and sixteen others, but the question was who would be the one to draw first blood. Surely not Iris. Hopefully not Iris.

A plan. Iris needed a plan, that much was clear to him. Whether that plan is to run away or face the challenge, he needed a plan. Maybe, it would be best to play it cool, try and see if he can figure out the identities of the others before they find him out. Yeah, that was a fine enough plan, for the time being, but Iris would need something else for the long run. As Iris contemplated this quandary his feet took him out of the park. He didn't know where he was going, his body was moving on its own, taking him down roads he had never previously traversed. Although he had no idea where he was going, he felt it right. As if an invisible force was dragging him along, a razor-thin thread pulled him, and Iris did not resist. He simply let his legs take him, with the feeling that he was heading the right way.
Mena Mena
 
Mei
Mei was currently located in a cafe shop on the southern side of town. She had ordered a caramel mochacino from the menu, along with a few scons and pastires. The girl calmly drinked her coffee, the sweet scent traveled into her nose. Mei looked out the window, looking at the passing people in the street and the flying birds in the sky. There wasn't many people that lived here, it was a quiet community of about 50 or so people.

Mei was happy here, it reminded her of the home she used to have when she was younger. She relocated here after what happened with her family, she has been living here ever since. The brown haired female occasionally refered to herself in 3rd person, as opposed to first person like "normal" people did.Then again Mei wasn't a normal person anymore, she was a goddess canidate after all.

"Mei doesn't like to be alone much. Mei now has a job to do. Perhaps Mei will be able to find a friend?" She reminded herself, looking down at her half eaten pastry. The young female picked up her stuff and walked out the door. She had left her payment for the meal on the table. Mei could feel the pull of magic in the air shift, there was a god canidate nearing her area. She let her feet take her to where the magic was circulating the strongest.

As the brown haired girl neared the destination, Mei saw a male walking on the other side of the street. It seemed that he was the cause of the magic in the area...perhaps she should investigate the cause?
Rantos Rantos
 
Iris was never one for following his gut. He made informed decisions, never acting upon instinct alone. So it came as a surprise when Iris realized that the further he walked the worse the feeling in his gut got. He has no idea where he was going, he just knew that he felt it was the right way to go. He hated that feeling, as it was baseless. He had no reason to feel as if he was going the right way, as he had no destination in mind and yet there was an undeniable feeling of certainty as he continued. The feeling led him all the way to a small cafe shop. He stood across the road from the shop, the feeling in his gut was going crazy, this was the destination, but why. Was Iris having a sudden craving for coffee. No, that's not it, he hated coffee.

Iris didn't have to stay curious for long, as his wandering eyes soon met with a girl standing on the other side of the road. Iris had no relation to this girl, yet he couldn't stop looking at her. He gazed with a glazed look. Only once it was too late did he realize what he was doing. Iris quickly turned his head away, looking down though stealing a glance from time to time. 'Yesh, she probably thinks I'm a creep for looking at her. Maybe she didn't notice... who am I kidding, of course, she did.' Though he didn't know why the feeling in Iris's gut was going crazy each time he looked at the girl.
Mena Mena
 
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Mei watched him look directly at him this time, she followed suit and either eyes briefly connected. Images- no memories started to pour into her mind, it was hard to concentrate while such things flowed in her mind. "W-What was that just now?" That brief connection sent shivers down her spine, a familiar feeling like she had known of him before but she couldn't place where she had met him.

The street light for pedestrians had turned green, many people already started to cross the street in a blur. She couldn't focus, this was bad. She was hesitant to walk over to the other side of the street, however this simple feeling wouldn't just go away. She was drawn to him like a moth to the light, she doubted he felt the same with her however. Mei's feet started carrying her through the crowds running towards the male on the other end of the street.

However just when the light had turned from red to green for the cars, she felt her feet go out underneath her. Someone had tripped her! Slamming into the concrete street, the brown haired girl felt sore all over while laying on the ground. "O-Ouch...." A honking of a speeding truck heading straight for her alarmed her, she couldn't get out of the street in time to dodge the truck. She looked helpless in the middle of the street while the truck had no intentions of stopping.
 
Iris
Tags: Mena Mena
The feeling was gone, the pit in his stomach had left him, and now all that remained was a confusing emptiness. Yet why had it left? One mystery was soon replaced by another yet both still required a resolution that Iris seemed to be lacking. So infuriating. Maybe the feeling was a hunger pang that had come and gone. Nothing more, nothing less. Or maybe the pain was guilt. After all, Iris was now a participant in a killing game. His mind wandered still, and as Iris lost himself to his thoughts his gaze fell upon the girl once more.

Iris heard it, faintly. The shrill call of pain from the road, a voice that seemed to cut through the crowd. The girl, clad in pink, had fallen. Her body lay on the road. Iris felt compelled to help her, his body moved before his mind could even register, for his body knew the danger that approached her before his mind. A truck, quickly approaching. A race, to see who could reach the girl first. Iris was closer, he had reached the girl, clad in pink, took her hand. Without stopping, he pulled the girl past himself, switching places using the momentum he had gained from running. In a moment, she was safe. But, it wasn't until Iris saw his own reflection looking back at him in the bumper that he realized what he had just done. He hadn't saved a girl, he had killed himself.

All the world slowed at the moment of impact, and for one moment, one terrible moment, Iris looked inwards, into himself. All of his regrets came to surface. He felt it, overwhelming sadness at the precipice of the end. Then, he felt nothing.

The tires of the truck came to a grinding halt. Five yards back Iris's body lay. Cold to the touch, battered and bloodied. Yet by some miracle of life, breathing. His breath was ragged and slow, slow, slower still. Slowing with each passing moment. HIs eyes refused to open. A crowd gathered some called for help, others called for the ambulance, and few delivered him from the road to the sidewalk. There the crowd tried what they could to keep the boy alive until the ambulance showed. With any luck, that would be soon.
 

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    Mei couldn't do anything as she could see that the truck was approaching fast, soon she would be flattened onto the pavement. She didn't want to die right now, she couldn't die....not until she had completed her goal. Feeling strong hands behind her, the brown haired girl could only yelp in confusion as she was pulled out of the path of the truck. Her small body hit the ground, behind her there was several voices screaming and rushing over to see what had happened. Someone happened to push her out of the way before she had been hit by the truck, she had been saved.

    Carefully the girl pulled herself off the ground while the other people around them began to move in to assist them. Time seemed to stop between the two as Mei looked down at the person that had pushed her out of harms way. Why would he come to rescue her from the truck, knowing that he would get hurt in the process? She felt sad that she had caused someone else to get hurt because of her carelessness.....just like that time. However unlike that time, there was still time to fix this mistake before this person lost their life.

    Carefully Mei tried her best to make her way into the inner circle of the crowd, ushering quick apologies right and left to those she had bumped into them. Some of the spectators shook their head as they tried to come to terms as to what just happened in front of them. The truck driver, who had bailed out of the truck before it had hit Iris, was looking at the crowd. Their eyes locked onto each other as they were looking towards the male lying on the sidewalk. Clearly the man was drunk as he tried to stand up straight, only to end up swaying back and forth like he was a dancer.

    Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him move through the crowd himself. He placed himself next to her as she observed the person that had saved her. From her point of view, the male looked to be in bad shape but at least he was breathing. "H-Hey! What is wrong with you?! You didn't even try to dodge the truck!" The truck driver grabbed onto her wrist as he hissed this into her ears. If anything this was all his fault since he was the one who was speeding the first place, they were just people getting caught in this mess.

    The truck driver continued to whisper in the brown haired girl's ear, "This is all your fault, you bitch! If you hadn't broken up with me!" Mei looked at him with confusion as she yanked again harder, leading her away from the crowd and flashing red lights. She tried to fight against his grip, however he proved to be too strong as he wasted no energy in He seemed to have confused her identity with someone else, this smelled all sorts of trouble. Soon enough the ambulance arrived and cleared everyone from the scene of the accident.

    The other people of the crowd were trying to grab her away from him, this only proved difficult since the EMTs arrived. So without even an effort, she was led away from the crash scene and into a strange alleyway. All she could think about was her current predicament and that man that had saved her from the truck.
 
The Titan of Bloodlust and Destruction
Tags: Mena Mena
Kamui.(Gin.Tama).full.1987890.jpg Today was a day for listening. A listening day is often defined by the weather. Blue skies without a cloud to be found, a soft breeze rushing past. Not strong enough to warrant any extra clothing but just strong enough to cool one down. The streets were almost void of cars and the most prominent sounds came from the birds above and the people below. All these qualities make for a good listening day, a day where one simply sits back, closes their eyes, and listens. And my, what glorious sounds to listen to. From his perch on the roof, he could hear it all. The people going about their lives. He heard the hum of the cars, the screeching of tire. He heard the slap of a human body, of flesh and bone, against quick moving metal. The visceral bang of a body dropping rang all too clearly. He heard the choir of cries, of pedestrians, screaming for an ambulance. The horrific chatter grew louder and louder until it was drowned out by the final crescendo of the ambulance siren. Truly, today was a good day for listening.

But enough was enough. Having his fill, the boy in black moved to the other side of the roof, the side with a clear vantage point. But more importantly, the side where his partner was. He took a seat next to her so they could admire the scene together.

"Lovely work, fantastic work. It's rare to see a plan work so well. Give yourself a hand hun, after all, this was all you." Though the plan may have been his to begin with, the boy in black was never one for adhering to his own plans. He get's lost in the heat of the moment all too easily. Such a tendency to forgo strategy for brute force is something he has shown time and again, and will continue to show into the future. "It's nice to know that at least one of us can follow through with a plan." The girl was being dragged into the alleyway, once she was there then it would be his turn to act. It wouldn't be much longer now. The boy in black made his way to the edge of the roof, the alley was right bellow, he could see his target. "I'm going to take the shortcut down. Get that trucker guy out of here, we don't want him caught in the crossfire. Get him to run away, at least a block, that way he's out'a the slash zone." With a salute, the boy jumped from the roof of considerable height. He landed on his knees only a few yards from the girl, the ground cracked upon his entry yet the boy was unfazed. Slowly he rose until he was standing. He stood unmovingly, his eyes gazed right into the girl's. Everything was still and for the longest second the boy took his time simply gazing ahead. The stillness was broken finally when he waved his hand, dismissing the trucker who had grabbed the girl, giving him a chance to escape before he became collateral.

"Girl, you're going to show me something. Your power, I want to see it. I want to confirm something for myself, so here's how this is going to work. You're going to free yourself of that man's grip, kill him if you must. Then, you're going to hit me with everything you have. If you hold back, I'll kill you. So, ya know, don't hold back." The boy assumed his stance. Bending his legs, lowering himself and crossing his arms over his lower stomach. He would evade any attacks he could, and block the ones he couldn't dodge. But he wouldn't counter-attack, not yet at least.

"My name is Tona, my wish is immaterial worth. You will be a stepping stone to help me achieve this wish. Now, strike me!"
 

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    Mei continued to struggle against the male's grasp as he held her in place, she was scared honestly. However she hadn't expected another person to come, let alone arrive in the most unusual way. When he started talking and addressing her, she couldn't stop feeling a sense of danger whenever their eyes would briefly meet. The male beside her had already let go of her wrist, leaving the area entirely before things could get any worse. Seeing as the person was already gone, she redirected her full attention towards the person known as Tona.

    From what she had already gathered, he was another god candidate and he wanted to fight her. She was in trouble, she still hadn't find her partner and she had already been challenged to a fight. Mei's eyes started to glow a light pink as she looked towards the new person who had just arrived. "Sigh. Listen Mr. Toma....can we not fight so soon? I would rather not have to fight before the opening comments from the observes." She pointed up to the sky as she said this. She was hoping that he would listen to reason as opposed of actually wanting to fight instead, however she was still on the cautious side just in case.

    It would be one thing to fight without a partner, that is clear suicide, however to go against the judges is another thing. From the last time she looked at the time, she still had at least an hour before the meeting would start between the gods, goddesses, and contestants. During the meeting between all of them, they would explain more in detail what the rules were and what was at stake.
 
Tona Torna - Oops
Tags: Mena Mena
Well now, this was troublesome. the realization that all of their planning amounted to nothing was too painful. But more so than just being painful, this whole situation was becoming irritating in the worst of ways. What could the observers say that was so important? The rules as stated by their Gods seemed simple enough. This wasn't a game with rules to follow, this is a bloodbath. But what made Tona angrier than anything else was the fact that this little girl standing before him verbalized her sigh. As if she was better than him, as if he was an idiot for not waiting for the green light to start killing. The nerve of the brat!

"I'm sure they wouldn't mind if I quickly knocked your teeth out, all I need is one hit, I'm sure they wouldn't mind!" Though in truth Tona didn't know if he would be able to stop himself. Chipping a brat's tooth wouldn't be enough. If it wasn't for Celica's voice snapping Tona back into reality, he may have done something regretful. He swore under his breath, standing upright from his stance. "Saved by the bell brat."

"My name is Tona, my wish is immaterial worth. In time, you will become a stepping stone to help me achieve this wish." There was a tinge of disappointment in his voice. Though what he was disappointed at was anyone's guess. Maybe he found the need for an explanation disappointing. Maybe he was disappointed by the fact his fight was over before it began. Maybe he was disappointed by his opponent. Tona retreated to the same rooftop he came from. Meeting Celica at the top, he could only hang his head low.

"Well, that stinks. We have to kill an hour before the competition begins. Wanna hit up a coffee shop or something? I still got adrenaline pumping in my veins, I need to cool off before I do something I regret."
 

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    Mei didn't seem to care for the fact that this 'Tona' person was in front of her, no she was rather upset over the fact that he dragged her over here. Normally she would be soft spoken and quiet, however this person was just irking every possible nerve in her body that she couldn't just ignore. They were annoying, to say the least, and she would rather be anywhere than here right now. What she should be doing right now is looking for her partner while getting ready for the bloodbath that was soon to come. She was sitting here still and she still doesn't have a place of operations either.

    "Listen. You're the idiot for not paying attention to the rules, are you that incompetent?" Mei mumbled underneath her breath, a sour expression displayed clearly on her features. She didn't mean to be this rude to him as this wasn't what she was normally, however time was literally of the essence right now. She did still feel guilty for acting like a difficult person, though it didn't hardly matter as this person was going to attack her no matter what. Well that was what it seemed to be before he started walking off.


    "You know you repeated yourself right....? Or....you can disappear and not act civilized, I guess." Mei noted as she watched the orange haired male disappear off somewhere. Somewhere where she didn't care all too much when it came to their sudden appearing and disappearing trick. The female then turned around and started to walk out of the alley, moving back towards where the car crash had been. She needed to get back to that person, who pushed her out of the path of the truck, there was something about him that didn't sit right within her.
 
Tona Torna - Still a bit peeved
Tags: Mena Mena
So aggravating, so needless tedious. In truth, Tona did not care much for the God's and their punishments. He knew his own patron God wouldn't mind breaking a rule or two. The problem is Tona wouldn't know if he would survive a divine punishment from the rest. The thought of going toe to toe with a God did excite Tona. He knew he wouldn't win such an encounter, but that didn't matter to him. Just being able to knock a smug God in the face would be victory enough. To hell with the Gods and their rules.

Only, for the time being, Tona couldn't just go and throw his life away from a dumb reason that like. After all, who would look after Celica in his absence? For the time being, he was fine following the pointless rules of heaven. For now, as Celica stated, it would be best to find a shelter to act as HQ. Tona knew a pretty good place.

"My house hun, it'll work as a good base. It doesn't have the strongest walls and it smells like my feet but it will work. Plus it has the added bonus of a guard dog. Ol' Tucker was a navy dog before he got his purple heart. He knows his stuff. Any objections hun?" Even if she did have objections, Tona wasn't hearing it. His apartment would make for a fine place to sleep and honestly he wasn't in the mood for finding a new place. Before Celica could even respond if she wanted to Tona put his finger over her lips in an act of silencing. "Good to hear there are no objections then. So, know a good place for coffee? Also, feel like covering for me hun. I'm tight on funds."
 
Celica
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Her black hair flowed softly in the wind, some fell into her vision as she began to move around the rooftop. Moving a hand to remove the hair from her eyes, the female glanced back towards her partner with an annoyed expression on her face. She was even more annoyed when he dared to place his finger on her lips, she almost snapped that very instant. However the girl somehow kept her cool during that time and slowly pushed his finger away from her face, struggling to not immediately bend it back and snap it off.

"Don't call me 'hun', how many times must I remind you? Mr. Toma." Celica's voice sounded cold and uncaring, at this point she could really careless if she was hurting his feelings or not. Her bangs hid her eyes well, if one were to see them then they would be met with furious red eyes. A unnatural fire was set ablaze in them, there was doubt that simple persuading would get him out of this unscathed. Before doing something that she may regret, the young girl turned around and dropped off the building's edge.

She landed safely on her legs, not even breaking a sweat for the effort. No one was around to witness her little display of skill so she was safe for the time being. Clicking her tongue, the black haired female started to walk past the alleyway in which Toma had confronted that brown haired girl. "I always have to end up paying....not very surprising at least." Celica mumbled to herself while she walked down the street. She knew that he would eventually follow her so there was no need to actually wait for him.

Mention: Rantos Rantos
 
Tona Torna - Sit down and talk
Tags: Mena Mena
"I'll stop calling you hun once you drop the Mr. Hun."
She was truly adorable when she was upset. All that cold calculating composure that Tona admired slipped away. Replaced by a fire and anger that Tona loved. In the time they've had to know each other he had come to appreciate that fire in her. That gaze of her's set off something deep in Tona. Alarms from within warning him to stay on guard. Such a feeling was foreign to Tona. It wasn't that he was scared of Celica, far from it. Rather, he understood that whatever monster lurked within those flaming eyes was one worth being fearful of. Tona just couldn't wait for Celica to let that monster take form in her actions.

Though maybe it was time to hold back a little. Celica seemed especially irritable today. Tona followed her off the building, leaping down and landing with legs bent. Not as graceful as a dismount as Celica. But then again, when was Tona ever as graceful as her. Together they walked, Tona keeping ahead by only a few paces. Everytime Celica would catch up he would walk faster just to make sure he was in the lead. Though Tona leading the way didn't help them find a suitable place for coffee. He didn't know the block too well, so he lead the two in circles before finally happening upon a coffee shop he had never seen before. "Ah, perfect. I knew this shop was nearby."

There was outside seating so Tona took a seat outside. He motioned for Celica to join him, pointing at the seat adjacent. In the time spent waiting for the meeting, Tona had thought of something. He was sure most of his questions would be answered during the course of the meeting. Yet that didn't stop him from wondering. One issue concerned him, would the victor be one team or one participant. Which was to say, would he have to turn on Celica in the end? It was something he had considered once at the start, but now he gave it more thought. Tona wouldn't put the idea past the Gods and Goddesses that sought their blood. Don't trust the Gods, that was a nugget of wisdom from the Titan that gave Tona his powers. Tona found himself inclined to believe the Titan. Even before this bloodbath, he had never been much for piety.

Well, that was sure to be bridge crossed sooner or later. But the answer to his question is tomorrow's problem. Tomorrow's Tona can solve it. For right now, Tona had a question for Celica while they waited for the meeting. "Celica, are you okay with this. The killing, the war. Death and murder, all that jazz. Think you can handle it? I'd hate for my partner to wuss out on me. That being said. I'm okay with being the only one to get their hands dirty. Consider it my contribution to the team." The price of becoming a God was steep. The fact that they only have to kill a handful of people was surprising given the reward. Yet, you had to be a sociopath to be fine with such rampant killing. Celica didn't strike Tona as someone who would enjoy the act. Maybe he was wrong, but she and Tona didn't seem alike in that regard.
 
Celica
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"Tch, it's only polite Mr. Idiot." Celica clicked her teeth at his comment. She didn't need to wait long for her partner to actually show up, he was always one to take charge. She made her way to the end table of the restaurant, sitting at the red rose sofa chair. He had already taken a seat, her eyes naturally honed in on the menu placed in front of them. Her black locks slightly lifting off her shoulder as the soft wind breeze flooded the streets. Hearing the orange haired male speak about the death games sent a flicker of sadness in her eyes before it quickly was replaced by her coldness.

"Of course having to kill others and fight to the death is not okay! What kind of sick person would be happy to kill someone? You're taking someone's child away from them....this sick game is torture and the gods just want to have a good show...." Celica voiced out her opinion, narrowing her eyes at Tona. She for the amount of time that she knew him, she knew that he wasn't asking her in with a hidden agenda behind it. Though sometimes she could never truly understand what he was thinking with that brain of his, he wasn't half bad as a partner though. Her thoughts traveled to the other people that they would be fighting soon. She secretly didn't even want to fight in the first place, however she realized that it was a fruitless wish. There would be fighting and there would be blood shed.

Celica at least hoped that she wouldn't encounter one of those kinds of people. She hated people that had hidden agendas and tried to take advantage of others, even sending people to do their dirty work for them, they were the worst beings on this planet."Honestly if I didn't have a choice then....I wouldn't have never joined this blood bath in the first place." She kept that last bit to herself, mumbling down in a soft whisper tone. Celica sighed while looking at the window, towards the people dining on the inside. They seemed happy, blissfully unaware for the battles that were going to take place soon. She envied them and their happy lives that they lived. However the girl didn't allow this to show on her face, keeping her stoic mask as she tore her eyes away from the window.

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