1: A Dark World

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Italic: Narrator, 'thoughts', 'flashbacks', 'translations'

Bold: Words being said

Bold Italic: Emphasizing

Bold Italic: Emphasizing

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A TALL slender white-haired girl was walking the ruin plains of a country as countless neighbors lay under her feet, a much rather exquisite sight for anyone to see.

The way she walk and the atmosphere surrounding her was enough to make the rest of the neighbors retreat and knew that danger itself has manifested in that girl, who held two katana's in her hand drenched in their blood.

Screams and shouts echoed across the air as multiple buildings burn, fire spreading across their houses and business while they ran for their lives.

And it's all because of one girl.

"Ενα τέρας! Είναι ένα τέρας!" One of them said in their language as they ran as far as they can.

{trans: A monster! She's a monster!}

The girl heard this a let out a sinister smile, before disappearing from where she stood and reappearing in front of the neighbor who spoke such words.

"Αν είμαι τέρας, τι σε κάνει να διαφέρεις από εμένα?" She answered as she raises her katana and slashed the neighbor before they could even answer.

{trans: If I am a monster, what makes you different from me?}

All witnesses on the scene where dumbfounded and scared of her, fleeing on different directions as they try to save their own lives, leaving their own blood behind to save themselves.

This made the girl laugh sarcastically.

"Όλοι μας είμαστε ίδιοι. Είναι αστείο πόσο εγωιστές είμαστε."

{trans: We are all the same. It's funny how selfish we are.}

After she said that, as if time seem to stop, the neighbors all froze in their places as they fell one by one, headless and lifeless.

The blood on her was forgotten, drenching her as her once white hair was red.

She was unfazed by how much trion she had used nor what method she had to do in order to survive, she didn't even care if these neighbors have families or loved ones.

She doesn't care. She have neither of those.

The girl then placed her katana back to its sheath and stared at the place with dead neighbors around her, seeing that no one was alive after her assault.

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