Motif

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Brock awakened in an empty dark room with a red string attached to her arm that trailed away into nothingness
"Brock, i'm sorry to have done this to you once again, it is the reason you were thrust into this mess to begin with." Cloranta whispered softly
"You remember the girl you saved from the car yes? Well that was me, you nearly died that day so I bestowed unto you a gift...I gave you the gift do D.T the power to come back to life after being killed once a day, it however has a cost, it takes your body back into a previous shape, hair-length colour and your own size and height may alter slightly or largely, D.T is, simply put, an influx of power with a cost and very few persona can use this power to transform...please, do not die again today, we will meet again soon." she remembered something and quickly shook her head
"Regardless, this is a chance to get back to your life, you have a promise...a contract you cannot, may not, break and with that promise comes a responsibility...so let me speak what you are feeling...you are powered by your love...you stay determined to the very end and..." she looked up and said the final words as a firey aura formed in the nothingness
"You refuse to die." And with that she dissappeared and Brock opened her eyes to see the battle raging on in front of her...her hair was noticeably longer, down to chest-length, her hair now its natural colour, and her vision blurred ever so slightly, blood stained the clothing near her stomach and she groaned
"You'll pay for that one...Elio" she looked up and a rumble of thunder sounded, but she didn't care, because Brock knew it came from Triorna as she looked at the kidnapper and said 2 simple words
"Kill him."

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