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“ㅤnemesis, goddess of retribution .. aid me in my quest to kill chronos. & bless me with your might in battles to come. i thank you.ㅤ” dutiful when reminded of her fate, if ever so in her life otherwise.
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striving for perfection often stagnates one. from experience —— or perhaps lack thereof —— compromise had to come eventually. the threat was greater than the underworld alone. the threat is clear & it would be more
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reckless than foolish to attempt it on will & spite alone. a nod comes ; “ㅤi will do all in my power to ensure your efforts are not spent on a futile fight.ㅤ” this cues a bow of their head, hand ' pon chest.
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teal lips now halt for a pout. it's shortly lived on the princess' face. “ㅤoh, fine. it was only half of the arena in elysium ♪ㅤ” now phantom limb comes up, green digit twirling a pale strand of hair idly.
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