Nameless Tale
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The simple clash between two dimensional schools..
Bring forth a bloody war..
And every single blood that falls..
An uncertain child was born not so far..
________
(People Screaming)
*Huff!*Huff!*
"Aaaahhhhh!!"
I can't bear this anymore..
My feet rarely touch the ground..
(An assegai almost caught her left wing)
"AaaahhhhHHH!!"
*Huff!*Huff!*
Hold on..
I should rest my wings..
"AaarrrgghhhHH!"
I can't..
But wings are swollen..
Either does my feet..
The whole place is a holocaust..
Where should I ..
(And there she saw a giant tree)
*Thud!*
"Theresa?!"
*Huff!*Huff!*
"H-help me, I can't bear this anymore.."
"Stay conscious!! The baby is approaching!!"
"AAAaaaaahhhhHHHH!!"
I haven't mind all the smoke that covered the entire place..
The running back and forth's of the creatures around..
Neither does my wing and body that's in pain..
Even the bullets, assegai, and arrows that goes overhead or sideways..
And all the people screaming for help..
All I know is that..
This being's got his features..
"It's a-"
The old woman was stunned and amused at the same time..
"H-heather.. The name of this child should be Heather.."
I smiled as I've heard the baby cry for the first time..
You'll conquer this world, Heather..
We will conquer this world..
Together..
My baby..
My Heather..
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