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The Labyrinth of the Lost
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Memoria teleported to wherever the main group was though the power of plot (again). She subconsciously scryed Kendo and Cassiopeia's minds because that's what sparrows do when they're bored (wdym they don't).
"Ohoho, two conspirators having a nice conversation. How wonderful. Mind if I borrow some of your flesh? It's been a while since I last indulged in some human flesh, eheh."
"I have a few corpses in my inventory, somewhere. I was planning on harvesting them for Mana and Blood crystals, but you can have them, if you want."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
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"Oh, but I am no jikininki or ghoul. I require fresh human flesh to survive. And someone to believe my existence, but we don't talk about that."
Memoria took a step to the side.
"I really am not in the mood to hunt for humans at this moment."
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~
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"Not much, to be honest. I don't particularly enjoy the taste of human, buuut it's what keeps me alive! eheh..."
"Now, what can I do for you in return?"
"There you go. Don't go eating any of my allies, now."
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
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"Thank you kindly."
"Rest assured, I will not lay a finger on your allies. Not that I would, of course."
Memoria disappeared somewhere.
"Sea winds blow, to where who knows? The waves will be our guide!"
he looked down at his bloodied rag. He huffed, and burnt it to ash. He looked at the pile of weapons next to him with a sigh.
The sun rose on a new day, and Kendo had finally finished sharpening and shining his weapons. A warrior needs to take care of his weapons. He tossed them back into his inventory.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
She'd barely slept, the rule back 'home' was 'If you sleep, you very likely die', and she'd gotten used to taking a quick nap, normally somewhere hard to access if you couldn't fly.
Anyways, enough about 'home'. She wasn't at 'home'. She was in the maze of doom. But it would need to try very hard if it truly wanted to kill her.
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~