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Fantasy Mili meets void creature.

I look at them, "Smokey.." I said repeating the name, I looked over at the girl, "Who are you.."
 
What? (The girl says, in a non phased tone, the sword she has seems more of a scalpel) afraid of death? I'm her, smokey. You wouldn't choose a void, right? (The void's anger has gone unnoted, this whole entire time, true smokey was getting frustrated.)
 
"What do you mean, you're her? That... That doesn't sound..." I was hesitant and looked at the void, I looked around.
 
ITS NOT M- (Suddenly the girl with the scalpel sword slices the void...) Void: ...oh... (Smokey begins to turn into dust) why me? Why... (With a heavy thump, the void collapsed. The darkness despites, leaving a similar looking sliver haired girl, there's a black sword she's holding. Maybe you can still fight what she couldn't)
 
I look at her and took a step away, "Y.. You're not Smokey.."
 
(True smokey was always hunted down by death, she ran from it, she fought it. The void was smokey, she was dragged into death. Maybe you can fight death, and win.)

Death
HP: 10000/10000
DEF: 500
ATK: 1000-1500
 
I took the black sword, "It'll be fine..." I mouthed. I didn't know if it were true. I looked at the fake Smokey, growling. I slashed at her..
 
I swing at fake Smokey and without letting her react I swing again.
 
I put the sword in her face, "I hate copycats.." I said before splitting her into two.
 
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the cake, "My favorite.." I say before putting it in the refrigerator.
 

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