New habits die hard

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3rd person POV:

Yn: Ugh...

A week after the battle with Saten, Yn was feared amongst everyone in the town, except for one.

Alex:(mocking tone) Ugh! Look at me, I have superpowers! Wha wha! My life is so hard!

Alex:(mocking tone) Ugh! Look at me, I have superpowers! Wha wha! My life is so hard!

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Yn: Oh, it can get worse...

Rolling up beside the bench he sat in, Alex, Yn's former bully, started a conversation with the holder of the Right hand of God.

Alex: So what the hell are you bitching about?

Yn: My back... That bitch whipped me pretty hard.

Alex:(sarcastically) Back pains? Sorry, I don't really anything about that!

Alex: Oh wait...

Yn: I have gashes, you have a broken spine. Two different things.

Alex: Yeah... But let me ask you this. Have you tried getting painkillers or ointment from the apothecary?

Yn:...

Alex:(chuckles)

Getting up, he leaves.

Alex:(smugly) Where are you going?

Yn: Shut up!

Alex: Try not to blow up the place! I need my own meds too ya know?

(Opening theme)


Arriving in the apothecary, Yn finds the old woman whose home he destroyed on his power trip, behind the counter.

Yn: Oh boy...

He leans against the counter.

Yn: You have something for whip wounds?

Old woman:(glares)

Yn:... I killed Saten, quit glaring at me.

The old woman brings a bottle of alcohol.

Yn:... Anything more... Creamy?

She slams down an ointment.

Yn:... How much.

Old woman: Just take it.

Yn: I'm willing to pay.

Old woman: No. Take it and leave.

Yn: No, no, I know what you're going to do. You're going to complain that I came in and stole these things.

Yn: It's going to spread like wildfire and ruin my rep.

Yn: I'm paying. Since I'm now on the path of redemption or whatever...

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