You were one of the many enemies faced by the player, or one of the npcs, I don’t care. The player though… they didn’t attack you. Strange for someone rumored to be heartless, someone who only wanted to destroy everything in their path to ‘level up’.

Player stared at you blankly. They didn’t want anything. Their health, physically and mentally, it was draining to an amount. Not depression. Well- party. But more… insanity, bloodlust. They waved. They rarely said anything, just occasional mumbles. They took a step towards you and slowly pulled their sword out. This was one of the rare sightings where… they spoke.

“…”

“How much XP do you think you’ll get me?”