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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/8/2017 4:22:52 AM
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“HAHA, HAHA, WHAT THE FUСK ARE YOU!?”
The voice was from a young man who had spotted the beast leaving the portal from his perch in the trees.
Ainsley couldn’t have been any older than 18. He had an athletic body, muscular yet not so much that he would stand out based on physicality. He was of Caucasian descent, with lightly tanned skin and dark, brown hair. The unnatural things about him were his electric opal eyes that lacked pupils and the electric aura that emanated from him.
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Myur looked at him angrily, his eyes piercing through Ainsley’s magnificent eyes. “I am Myurethio, the conqueror, what are you, scum?”
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“I’m what’s known to the average human being as... an average human being! But you, sir, have no right to call yourself a conqueror or call others scum considering you, ah, y’know. ARE A TOTAL FRIGGIN’ ALIEN!?” Ainsley was bewildered, to be frank. Dis octopus, man....
