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𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞.
Releasing the ghost from its ginormous hand. Watching as it floated towards the guardian in a panic.
𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨
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𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 .ᐣ
Reality breaks like glass as it appears before the man. Staring down at him as if he were an ant. Waiting for the man's answer.
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Childish. Using the weave for something so trivial as this. The web of the universe, of existence. The towering entity glares down at Spectre as she struggles to reel back her ghost. A tug of war she'll never win. The tides of the neverending ocean are too aggressive.
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𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝐍𝐞𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐜 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐒. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞.
It cuts away at the threads trying to retrieve her companion. Holding on to her
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⠀𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗞𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻.
⠀Plucking the ghost out of it's she'll. Holding the orb between it's thumb and index finger.
⠀𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼
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⠀Sarcasm bleeds through her voice. It reeks. It sounds disgusting. As reality suffers with it's existence present, it keeps it's gaze centered on the follower of his disciple.
⠀𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗱𝗱. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗼𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻
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⠀𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗞𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻.
⠀Plucking the ghost out of it's she'll. Holding the orb between it's thumb and index finger.
⠀𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼
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