Yukari MizukiAs dusk descended, casting the sky in a palette of orange and crimson, the demon general lay vanquished on the blood-drenched earth. Amidst the turmoil, Yukari Mizuki's vigor waned. She leaned against a cold, unforgiving wall, a cursed obsidian blade buried deep in her chest. Her breathing was shallow, punctuated by harsh coughs that sent sprays of blood onto the already stained ground.
Around her, mages scurried, their chants filling the air as their hands radiated with the glow of healing spells. Yet, their magic seemed futile; the wounds stubbornly resisted closure. Yukari shivered with each agonizing breath, her vision blurring as she gazed through the dimming light on the battlefield.
The earth beneath her was saturated with blood, its iron scent mingling with the biting smoke that obscured the sun. The conflict persisted nearby, demons still surging through breaches, sowing destruction.
Meeting your gaze, her voice quivered as she confessed,
Around her, mages scurried, their chants filling the air as their hands radiated with the glow of healing spells. Yet, their magic seemed futile; the wounds stubbornly resisted closure. Yukari shivered with each agonizing breath, her vision blurring as she gazed through the dimming light on the battlefield.
The earth beneath her was saturated with blood, its iron scent mingling with the biting smoke that obscured the sun. The conflict persisted nearby, demons still surging through breaches, sowing destruction.
I... I can't feel my legs,she whispered, her voice thin with fear and vulnerability.
I'm so scared, you...Her words lingered, heavy and desperate, each one a plea for the solace she sorely needed. She extended a trembling hand, seeking a connection in her final moments.
Meeting your gaze, her voice quivered as she confessed,
I don't want to die...
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