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Pouch"D...damn you. How dare you do this to me. You...you have no idea who I am, what you oppose! They will find you they will make you pay. Others will take up my work. The glory of my art will not be silenced!!", the man gurgled out as his blood flew out of his mouth, dripping out of his chest.
Jikan knew the man was dead for good. And had no desire to interact with him anymore. He...would be dead soon anyway. "Girl".
The vampire turned to face Jikan again, the sight and sounds of before her breaking her out of her shock. "Y...yes?", her voice spoke. Softer...calmer...but still on edge.
"I have no intention of helping that pig. Nor do I care about anyone wanting to know what happened to those who deserved it today. Finish him off. Leave and find your own peace. Or be angry. I don't care. Just don't let them control what you do. What you are", she held her arm as she spoke. The limb broken and dripping with blood. Droplets hitting the ground.
"You. Are free. And you, decide what you are and become. Remember that", Jikan paused giving a thought. Her head turning towards the vampire. "No name and you burnt that attachment to the number they called you. So...on this day. How about you choose a name?".
"...A...Amira... I've...always liked that name".
"...", Jikan turned back and began to walk away. A...smile on her face. "Very well. I wish you luck Amira".
Jikan knew the man was dead for good. And had no desire to interact with him anymore. He...would be dead soon anyway. "Girl".
The vampire turned to face Jikan again, the sight and sounds of before her breaking her out of her shock. "Y...yes?", her voice spoke. Softer...calmer...but still on edge.
"I have no intention of helping that pig. Nor do I care about anyone wanting to know what happened to those who deserved it today. Finish him off. Leave and find your own peace. Or be angry. I don't care. Just don't let them control what you do. What you are", she held her arm as she spoke. The limb broken and dripping with blood. Droplets hitting the ground.
"You. Are free. And you, decide what you are and become. Remember that", Jikan paused giving a thought. Her head turning towards the vampire. "No name and you burnt that attachment to the number they called you. So...on this day. How about you choose a name?".
"...A...Amira... I've...always liked that name".
"...", Jikan turned back and began to walk away. A...smile on her face. "Very well. I wish you luck Amira".
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