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With the smokescreen
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The real world
"Guess I won't be needing this anymore." Pratha said as she tossed her mask away and it cracked on the marble floor. "How could you do this! You were like a sister to me." Crython said, standing up so everyone could see. Pratha sat down on the throne and crossed her legs. "It was my goal. You just assumed my goal was different? I NEVER lied to you." She played with the dark purple smoke winding in and out of her fingers. "You killed my father." Crython said. They ran up to Pratha and her throne and jumped at her- but Pratha's purple smoke flew to them in an instant, leaving them floating and unable to move in the air above Pratha. "D╎↸ ||𝙹⚍ ∷ᒷᔑꖎꖎ|| ℸ ̣ ⍑╎リꖌ ╎ℸ ̣ ∴𝙹⚍ꖎ↸ ʖᒷ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᔑℸ ̣ ᒷᔑᓭ||?"
Hahahah I can torture you guys with Galactic. More lore? I think I have too much lore for Pratha rn honestly
