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So he had taken over those exposed tubings. Just one of many, conveniently close and near a nice perch.
The dark figure was boredly sitting, bare feet hanging from the side of the building. At least the chaos was flowing freely across the city, revitalizing his power. The GPU organization little meant to him, their goals, he hadn’t bothered to listen, the only important thing: his unsealed magic. Apparently some girl was suffering for it, and had been forced to become their weapon. The similarities were uncanny, but she better started to enjoy it. What else was left for her?
Poor unlucky girl.
The dark magi grinned at the thought. But then he noticed someone approaching. Ah! His first playmate.
Slowly he hovered down from his perch, the long braid weightlessly followed him.
Judar intercepted the stranger. A hand rising, a mockery of a greeting.
“Hey. Are you lost?”










