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` (mona mala anayakda me?) can't even die in peace ’ was the first thing that came to mind when being squeezed to death. Again. Of course, this line of thought would be alarming if it weren't for the fact that he {?} was quite literally being squeezed to death.
[ By the way. Did I mention that she was being squeezed to death? If I did, ignore it and the many, many repetitions that will inevitably be seen throughout the series.
Uhhhh. Aren't we getting a little off track here?
Oh right..... Yeah sorry. this is my first time writing a fanfiction. I'm just gonna..... Yeah. ]
The thing{curse} below him {them?} opened its mouth as it lifted them {...} higher until they could see inside of it. Its foul odour assaulted their heightened senses. Time seemed to slowdown as they were lowered towards the offending creature.
{how dare it attempt to dream of harming the King}
Unable to stand the smell any longer, they extended their arm in a effort to create a distance. The writhing feeling that went unnoticed until then had suddenly exploded. Enveloping their body while slicing {cleaving} through the perceived annoyance.
[ Unbeknownst to them, the ten shadows user on the roof with them sucked in a breath, frozen in fear under the pressure brought with the cursed energy of the Special Grade Object : Ryomen Sukuna ]
Purple soared in a wide arc in the air, gore and blood dissolving in an instant.
They landed, tension melting away with the cool night breeze.
Wait a sec. Cool night breeze?
They. No, that's not right. He? She. She opened all four of her eyes..... Aaand immediately closed them.
Four eyes? FOUR EYES?!?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN FOUR EYES?!?!
Her hand flew to her face. It hurt like a bitch. She retracted them while reopening her eyes ( four )
Hutta, when did I have claws?
She took a better look at her hands and all of her previous questions were promptly shoved into the back of her mind.
WHY AM I WHITE?!??!??!!?!