My name is Sora. I died at age 104. When I went to heaven, I was given a choice- to be related to myself, have the same name as myself and be my daughters daughter. I chose this. I was sent into the world. Into my mansion. It was mine in both lives...
I couldn't keep fighting. It was too hard. The second battle had drained all my energy. I could barely stand, partly because I also had broken my leg during the last battle. It had healed enough for me to run, fly, and walk.
I was still tired.
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I stood up, and yawned. I knew I had fallen asleep. I felt guilty about it when I heard yells form the battlefield. I ran toward it. "BLAKE!" Blake was lying on the ground. Kya was screaming. Blood poured from Blake's side. I ran to him.
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"Blake... Please stay with me." I started crying. One tear slipped down my muzzle and splattered on Blake's side. I closed my eyes. I opened them a few seconds later. Blake's side was healed. He stood up and hugged me. "Blake, who did this to you?" "Todd. he said he would join our side. Then, he jumped on me and ripped open my side. He lied, straight to my face. And I believed him." Blake shook his head. "We can't trust Todd."
All of us went back to our tents and slept, gathering our strength for the next morning.
