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10/05/09(Mon)01:57 No.6138292>>6138217 Sink my bare hands into his shoulders and push, forcing my flesh to warp and infect him, slowly consuming all that he is as I overtake him, poisoning his soul with the blackness that resides where mine would be, were I weak enough to have one. As his flesh melts and slithers inside me, my body shifts, growing stronger, absorbing the heart's blood of this worthy but foolishly misguided opponent.
I stand once more, renewed, refreshed, and stronger than ever. I weigh the iron symbol and sword in each hand, judging which would make a better weapon. Weight, as well as reach and edge, shall determine my preference. |