So I'm a Snake, So What? (Rewrite)

So I'm a Snake, So What? (Rewrite)

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What lies beneath the whispering grass? We never see them sliding past. In fields and gardens, day or night, they're always there but out of sight. Slithering to, slithering fro, as though they don't know where to go. From shiny head to shiny tail, their slimy skins won't leave a trail. Their eyes see all, up and down, from side to side and all around. Their color is a grassy green, and that's probably why, they're never seen. ~ Paul Colvin A rewrite of the So I'm a Spider, So What? fanfiction, So I'm a Snake, So What?, taking a different, but more polished take on the story of Hakuja Medea, once a regular high school student who found himself fighting for his life after a freak accident involving a hero, a demon lord, and a very bored god who just wants entertainment.
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"What seems to be the matter, young lady?" Her head jerked toward the voice. It belonged to a tall man with white hair, who stood at the center of the clearing, wearing some sort of black uniform and a blindfold. Where in the world had this guy come from? "Help... I can't... can't breathe," she finally rasped out, deciding that the question could be saved for later. If there was a later, of course. The white-haired man nodded slowly, as if faced with small talk and not a life-threatening situation. "You know," he said, "It's not very healthy to not breathe." ┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅┅ At perhaps her wit's end, but definitely her life's end, Ikuko Nishimura makes a desperate plea for help to a cloudless sky. All she'd ever done in life was attract bad luck, however, so she never expected to receive an answer. Especially not in the form of a white-haired man wearing a blindfold.

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