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Michael
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I see that growing fire in her eyes as Yuri stood there with the gun barrel pointed at me accompanied by her knife lined up right next to it.
Here I stood in the playground with the stadium only half filled by either a few survivors or my own men wanting to watch this go down. From what I have been told the rest of the girls are in here somewhere as well, this can go many ways right now.
"I heard you and Azazel have been getting real cozy~"
I say as I begin walking down the side in a circular path as Yuri does the same.
"Although her information on you was limited, she gave me the perfect warm up I needed to put an end to you."
"Awww you wounded my poor heart."
Suddenly she got into a rather grounded stance and lunged forward with the tip of the blade aiming right at my chest.
Shifting to the side she barely misses my shirt but her speed surprised me to the point of nearly losing my balance.
"I plan to..."
She growled as I cracked my knuckles and slipped my hands behind my back, having them hover over my own weapons.
She tries again by swinging the blade at my face but with such momentum I was able to bring my foot to her stomach before she could actually do some damage.
Sliding away from me as her boots left a rail on the ground she grunted and clench her stomach with her gun pressed against it as well.
"Kinda feel more confident knowing you took tips from her."
I say with a cheeky smile until I hear an annoyed scream from the stadium benches.
"Excuse me?!"
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Sayori
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The girl sitting next to us, who's name is apparently 'Azazel', yells after being loudly insulted by Michael. Her friends who sat on the higher benches behind us laughed it up as she did.
Monika and Natsuki had been on the edge of their seats long before Michael and Yuri walked out into the open and I don't mean that figuratively..
"He made her tumble right off the bat... they're truly serious about this."
Monika whimpered as Natsuki punched the armrest to her chair.
"And we're seriously going to sit here and watch this happen.. I still say we head in there and-"
"That's a 'no can do' sister."
We turn our heads back to see I.Q sitting right behind me with one leg over the other and a green lollipop between his teeth as he pulled it out.
"You so much as jump in there from here you're as good as a dead fly."
"And that's not a metaphor-"
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What Remains | Act 1| A DDLC story
Paranormal° Synopsis: Living in a world where the dead are rising and spreading their restless thirst for flesh like a wild fire, shattering relations, leveling society, ruining families and destroying life as we know it. How would such a cruel world affect...
