“M-must my future be in failure..?” She isn’t ready to fall, to fail. She isn’t ready to lose, to die. She already seen her death and doesn’t plan on letting it come true.

[You are part of the Blue’s Fraction - Also, i personally think it is a bit unfair that she gets a power up just because she “had” a dream, you feel me? Well, certainly, I won’t be the one fighting her! Nope!]

Martyr once had a dream about this day… A long one.

The Tarnished Sword swings with angry but it’s attack is barely parried by Martyr as she quickly stabs deep into it’s neck before doing a little twirl with the head of the Tranished popping off.

She was breathing heavily, her face looked nervous, almost scared. Many-Many bodies lay around as she readied herself yet her swords light dims.

Martyr: “Ah… W-Why is it happening..? I-I… Can’t fall? Erk…”

She backs away as another Tarnished approaches her. Her eyes rapidly looking around as she bites her Iips a bit. A second later, she clutches her left hand tightly as she starts speaking.

Martyr: “I won’t accept it… That stupid dream won’t be my future - Won’t be my fate.”

Her sword vibrates a bit, the light brightening up as she speaks again.

“I won’t give up just because of one stupid dream.”

A soft-pink flower bloomed from behind her as her tattoos get a small purple glow??? [!!!] Scary…