Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

"Guh! Oh, shit! This fire is so melamera! So melamera! Seven times hotter than a normal fire! If I get burned by this, I'll suffer seven times and die!

A white flaming wall poking in front of you! Even if I touch it, it doesn't burn, so I don't know if it only gives me heat, so when it comes to blasting, even if it's hot, I can't break through. It's a mess.

So besides, to keep the reality from spreading to all the crowds who couldn't frighten and push over, I went around complaining about the danger of flames by the waterways on all sides anyway, pretending that the fire burned away but stuffy and suffering people!

Well, even if you're all pretty sane, you instinctively looked like fire was a mess and your consciousness was still there, so maybe it's no use wasting my death pantomime, but if you don't, it won't be long!

"Master Priscilla sings and dances and fascinates me. How easy it is for you to say"

To be honest, I'm gonna fascinate you, Ulily! What a feeling to sing it out. That's totally evil already, so it's against the philosophy of the song in the first place.

As a result of singing so hard, if there is something appealing to the chest of those who listen, it is a natural dish. And there's something about that natural dish that you can feel, and if you can give it a little attention or something, it's a kind world that's happy with each other!

First of all, if you start with a heart attack, then your heart will be on the song. And the song with the bottom of my heart is not where I want it to be.

So this plan, when it comes to bankruptcy from the beginning, I'd like to!

"I had a long, long day of waves, with a short life to think about. Father, Mother, this is also a study. I was thrown out when I was thirteen when I was alone, and when I was thrown out by the ravages of the world, I also resented you, but now I can only thank you for giving birth to me cutely. He was even an unfaithful daughter, but his gratitude and anger abs have never been lacking as a routine... Shh! Huh! Hot, hot, hot, all summer."

In the midst of thanking my parents and spelling that out, I feel signs that I'm going to come this way from beyond the wall of flames, and I want you to resume the burning act and read the air!

But this imminent act will also be revealed in not so far away. And if you get exposed, you don't have the means to hold onto Master Priscilla's extremely short handbag.

I knew it wouldn't work! It's over!

"Oh, can you afford to see it? That kid you put your hopes on, he's got a twilight look on his face, right? The sadness and hardship that occupies that child's heart, it feels like it's in his hands. It hurts hard, don't you think it's pathetic?

"And fine dust."

The clash and dialogue between Master Priscilla and Phantom Sirius is ongoing in the middle of a square surrounded by burning waterways, with me sparing a second reading to the end with my head.

Even so, dialogue promises a flow of bassari and slashing without the ears that Master Priscilla hears against the moderate narrative of Sirius at all! Regardless of the way Sirius talks with you, the shards aren't calm enough to spin the chains of those arms.

The orbit of the iron chain that cuts the wind, riddles the atmosphere, and is swung is unusual! A snake of iron that curls, bounces around, and assaults Priscilla from front, back, left, and right!

The sound of the chains stretching and shrinking is so loud that I can't see a gap in my eyes that I illusion that Master Priscilla was trapped in the prison of the chains.

The cobblestone, struck directly by the iron chain, explodes, chooses and shreds unbroken to tell the story of its power. If you eat it properly on your skin, you will be able to achieve the appearance of not being seen as a second sight, just like being caught in the teeth and tongue of a snake! It is no exaggeration to say how conspicuous that cruelty can be if you are the owner of white and beautiful skin like Priscilla!

And yet, if Priscilla-sama were to make that iron chain rush -!

"The noise of small, unproductive noise, the lack of manipulation scattered over darkless arrow cod, the shards of aesthetics, the crude object, the thin, unpleasant murmur... how dare you prepare all the hospitality that hinders concubine eclampsia. That disrespect, I'm impressed."

"Master Priscilla, that's awesome. Yes!!

In all directions, if done, the chains seldom approaching the random shooting, Master Priscilla intercepts with a yang sword swinging with her boring face on. Whatever the front, the side, the top, the bottom, how do you play the back you haven't even seen, alle?

Besides, the Yang Sword. I don't know if it's a special force, but every time the Yang Sword plays it, the contact part of the chain burns white. Its less than half firepower, and the chains burn out in an instant and get shorter and shorter! If you repeat that, you'll run out of chains, I'm sure!

"Heh heh heh! Dear Priscilla, you're killing me!

"Behold, that's an honest feeling I forgot to take care of. Exposing that far would be difficult for the rest of us, but how much more pleasant than being screwed around with boring little logic. Well, I suppose I'd rather be alone in the world."

"That!? I praised you now, you praised me!? That means I complimented you, okay? I'll be delighted!? You did it, Banzai!

It's too late to be complimented now, because I'm not happy anymore!

With my cheer, Master Priscilla will gain even more momentum. Step forward and burn out the gun-chain. Exactly that intimidation also puts pressure on the Bishop of the Great Crimes' Anger 'Phantom, just waiting to be chopped up no longer! Potatoes on the cooking table!

"'Cause, Dear Priscilla, you can't if you zumballarize! If they do, we should be a whole bunch of zumbalaris, too!?

"Mm, it was. Xing rode too much."

Oh, my God! Now, if I hadn't stopped him, that guy would have been willing to Zuba!

A pressed Sirius flies wide back into the gap where Priscilla-like's legs have stopped. I mean, I'm also allergic to Master Priscilla's out-of-standard nature, but that way you work with it. That's the Bishop of the Great Crimes, or can humans work that way?

"It's rare that you're so exhausted of words that you don't open your mind so hard. I wonder what caused your heart to close so tightly."

For once, Sirius says as he looks at both his arms at a distance. It's a completely shortened chain, but when the Phantom gently turns his arm, he makes a noise and revives the length. Apparently, you're still tightly wrapped around your arm, and you don't have congestion or anything.

"Everyone has, more or less, a gap in their mind. There are emotions as long as you live, and the color of the emotions peeking from it, whatever color it is, is something that everyone has... you keep holding it strong. Because it must be something you can understand if you expose it, right?

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"You also have a grieving heart, a confusing emotion. Not showing weakness is one of the strong conditions… it is only a frontier to reach on its own. There are limits to what a person can do alone. For the first time by connecting with others, there are also visible tops. To see the place, all you need is empathy, understanding."

Sirius talks to the silent Priscilla as she rocks her body.

The sound of it softens into my heart. That attitude should be intimate. The trick is to gently ease the vigilance of others. Let the contents of the word draw into the devil.

It's like a sweet poison that melts loosely, but it even paralyzes my hands and feet.

"Would you mind letting me help you share with others? The real you are deep in love and love the world. I want to be loved. I can see that. I want someone other than me to know that. Never have to spend a fine evening alone."

"How dare you, I can speak without shame of paranoia and speculation. If you have no doubt about what you're saying and no shards, you're the madman."

"Well, thank you. That's the name my husband deserves. The delusion that the blame for not understanding the beauty of the man, who runs his mouth jealously and jealously"

"Don't talk about it. The concubine's belongs to the concubine. Your storied play is the paranoia itself. I don't even want you to be a concubine."

Priscilla clearly bounces off the sweet, paralyzing suggestions with her own strength. but the strength of self is not losing Sirius either. As I had anticipated Master Priscilla's objection, the Phantom leaned his neck,

"I didn't know you wouldn't even let me get superior, but strong feelings are also superb here... Then how about this kind of taste?" Iris and the King of Ts ""

――――

"Or" The Rose Knight of Tyreos "?" Maglitza's Headstand "?

Each word Sirius ran through his mouth, and I don't know what that means. For what purpose did the Phantom speak of it, and its aim.

But the effect was surface.

- You have to die.

The moment I thought I told you to whisper, Master Priscilla disappeared from my sight.

When it did, the distance between Master Priscilla and Sirius was zero. Master Priscilla wields a yang sword and the trajectory relentlessly targets Sirius' neck. The world slowed amazingly, and I also saw the flowing orbit of Priscilla's sword.

Just look at it, when Sirius' thin neck is stroked.

If that happens, my neck and those around me will fly as well.

Hit it, does it look slow because I knew that? You see, when life is imminent in front of you, isn't it that humans look slow with great concentration working and messy worlds?

But if so, what could a large number of people besides me have done in a situation where my balance of life could be tilted towards others?

The red glow of the Yang sword as it is flows through the atmosphere as determined -.

"- Huh?"

Only a dumb voice leaked into the sight in front of me without my understanding catching up.

I leak that voice, my neck is still a little attached to this little torso. Naturally. My neck wasn't slashed. Mine, Sirius'.

Instead, Priscilla-like body, which should have jumped into Sirius, is bounced heavily.

Sirius' interception of the iron chain directly in front of him and straight behind him in a dangerous position.

"Dear Priscilla!?

There's a scream in my posture that I obviously don't think I flew myself.

If Master Priscilla was hit, the situation would be irrevocably unfavourable, what a cry for what I thought was purely a mess, so much so that I didn't even have time to think about it. But Master Priscilla twirls in the air and rotates backwards, poking the Yang sword straight into the cobblestone to stop the momentum.

"Don't make a scene, you haven't eaten properly."

Answer my scream that way, and Master Priscilla lands with high shoe noises. But soon after that, the change happened to Priscilla's necklace. It's a necklace with three green jewels embedded in it, but one of those jewels was crushed and scattered around the sieve.

It's like the attack on Priscilla now, replacing it with her shoulder.

"... the return of the concubine's necklace, it will be expensive"

"I see. Do you replace your wounds with something worthwhile to you? That's a terribly 'arrogant' presence... No, you can't be."

"I can't redeem you even if it's a mass death if you can overlap the reproach of the inferior species, the extremes of evil pushing, and disrespect so far. Your way of dying shall be endless scorching whether you are burned or burned."

Master Priscilla is angry at Sirius for not breaking his spare attitude. The brilliance of the sun sword in your hand increases the light, or is there more heat? I can see Priscilla's appearance shaking from my position like a hot sunny day.

Looking at that, I don't really think Master Priscilla is going to lose...... there is an inexplicable phenomenon just now.

Sirius, the Phantom who seems to have provoked Master Priscilla, in some unclear language. Master Priscilla got in on that provocation all the time, but he was intercepted from the front because he could see the movement - not that.

No, it's my amateur opinion, and it seemed to me that Master Priscilla moved a little fast enough to disappear, but I can't deny it if Sirius told me it wasn't either, but it shouldn't be.

Because the moment I slapped the Yang sword, Master Priscilla stopped moving.

It seemed to stop, what a recurrence of the focus story sometimes expresses, but in a different way than that, I feel I stopped more clearly and completely.

I don't think it's the will of Master Priscilla to stop in such an unnatural position, and I don't think it's something that humans can do intentionally. Then I saw that the power of the system was working for something I'm not sure about that stop, but how about it?

"Yes, don't be mad at Cancún. You always seem angry about something, but you're just so tired and thirsty, aren't you?" Anger "is the most abominable emotional tomb in the world. People's hearts are emotional… then their hearts should always be filled with joy and joy"

"Well, it doesn't sound like a lot of fun for all of you out there."

"Hmm?"

That!? Could it have been in your current voice!?

Sirius, the Phantom, looked at me more jiggly and tangled up disappointingly with a gyro eye visible from the gap in that bandage. Uh-huh. Shit, I candied on a snake!

"Right, your hearts outside are now dominated by anxiety and grief. It's sad, too, but it's the result of people's hearts being filled with mercy and love for others."

"What?

"When you come under the influence of my powers, people will open that chest collar and come through with their minds. Then they will also show each other emotions that they can't hold and say. People empathize and are honorable beings who can be emotional. Mercy the hearts of others, and when you see grief, grief also arises in your own hearts, and new grief also sprouts in the hearts of those who see that grief. Repeating it, the drop of sorrow turns into a pond, into a lake, into a great river."

I said something amazing, this guy.

I mean, the more people get together, the more emotions are amplified and suck when it's beside this guy. That's the kind of trick this Karakuri has when everyone in the city was furious and crying at the top... it doesn't just destabilize their minds.

I can't believe this guy figured that out.

"If you feel sorry for it, you can take the initiative to save the folly. If you don't, if you just mourn, even if it's common, it's just a deafening theory."

"Yeah, I know that word. I, too, am beaten by my helplessness, while. But I have the help to save you all from the grief of today!

A famous proposal, Sirius struck his hand with a clear voice just to say.

Neither I nor Master Priscilla will pinch my mouth, although there are no signs that Phantom's name will make things better. I don't know Master Priscilla's inside, but my inside was rough.

With unspoken emotions, my swirling breasts are hot right now.

"How to save everyone who drowns in grief now...... it is joy, pushing grief away with emotions of happiness. I mean, it makes me happy to be the source of salvation!

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"Oh, my God, this city has my husband who was temporarily separated. Confirming and regaining love with your husband, with that man. The relationship between a well-rounded couple is a symbol of happiness. With me swelling my chest to that joy, I can save everyone who can live in mourning. By sharing happiness, everyone's heart will be saved!

Sirius was saying something, and Master Priscilla had a white face, and I was also thinking a lot with me as I watched it.

I know this isn't the only time I'm fumbling around with strange faces, too, escaping reality from this situation. I mean, I get it. Thorough head, that Phantom Sirius Romaneconti is our enemy.

――――

Face up, I look across the burning quadrant of waterways. Beyond the white flame walls, the shadow of people treading without being able to get over the waterway. So they can all be swept away by unwanted emotions and lose their self-consciousness.

People like the deceased, I hear that voice.

Because my ears are specially made, as a bard, I pride myself on all my voices and ears. Their voices are, to me, prolonged, prolonged wooden spirits.

- Scary, sad, help, hard, why, I don't like it.

As if resentment swirls, you can hear your voice so that your crying continues uninterrupted.

Do you call it the result of being able to understand? Is it the result of being one? Though that's not what unity is.

"Liberate, we have to..."

Being one would mean that everything would be the same.

Men, women, adults, children, babies, old people, humans, subhumans, all a lot of different humans.

It's not a joke to push it all into one place, mix it up tightly, and say, "Now we all know and we're one -"

I'm not kidding!

"You don't have to be happy. Sooner or later, solve the talent of the pig and die alone."

"I don't like it. Stop comforting yourself with loneliness that you can't understand each other. If you don't know the form of happiness, isn't it not a bad idea to look at my happiness? Or if you know the joy of being united with a thinker, you can also understand the joy of being a bride"

"Hate and concubine have already walked the flower path seven times. All far from happiness, etc. Don't concubine me for boring things, I'm gonna throw up."

"Seven degrees... heh..."

Bullshit and truncating, Master Priscilla twists Sirius' words down from the top and slaps the Yang Sword. but Sirius also intercepts it with an iron chain onslaught. Sparks scatter violently, burned chains blow up, and on impact the two bodies fly around the square.

Burned down, chains. A flame that burns white, doesn't burn. Unvoiced, moaning people.

Slowly in me, that meshes. Can you, is it?

If you're sure of your imagination, if it fits, there's nothing you can't do.

"Though I spend so much time with that one person to be wholeheartedly bound... you've had seven chances and you've pretended to be all about it"

"Don't blame your concubine for your lack of charm. For that matter, I can't even look at you with the poor man you think of."

"Me and that guy are deeply bonded and we love each other - ugh!!

Frightened, unexpectedly shoulder-bouncing rage.

Shortly after that, it is the flaming serpent that swells red! As soon as Priscilla received the iron chains released from both arms of Sirius with a sword, the flames penetrated through the chains from the side of Sirius's arm, and the stifling fire swallowed Priscilla-like body.

The flaming serpent opens its mouth and eats it out of its head on Priscilla-like thin bodies. Master Priscilla was swallowed without the skill of exchanging in its super-fired power and thrown into a clear square of flames. It is just plausible to support the point where it is likely to fall as-is with a sword. But if you get the current flame, there will be no damage to Master Priscilla.

But make another noise, and the jewels of the neckline will shatter. Two at the same time, the necklace connections cracked and fell to the ground making noise.

"Me and that guy love each other deeply! That disciplined and honest guy just can't stop because it's what he started! Too many sluts mistake that guy's integrity for innocent love! Aah! Aah! annoying!"

Master Priscilla has also survived the necklace, but Sirius' attitude opposite it is leopard. Phantoms try to strip their fangs out and open their mouths, violently spoiled and scattered. And on both of those arms, the red lotus flame was swirling.

"How could you shake my heart so inexorably! Heart-shaking intense emotions, 'anger' or passion! Tremors become fever, burning sinners with every blame! You want that too, you solitary bastard!

"Which mouth and with which eyes do you want it......"

A vortex of flames rises over Sirius's head waving up his arms as he burns himself to an averse 'anger'. That was one with one arm, two flaming snakes with thin necks. The one that was, along with the crossing of both arms, turns into one mighty flaming serpent.

My arms swung down in a straight line, and a giant flaming serpent flew all the way to Master Priscilla while burning cobblestones. Master Priscilla, take it instead of avoiding it.

Poke the Yang sword up from the bottom and hit the head of the snake whose tips are too different in size. I don't think it sounds like a clash of swords and chains, and the aim of a flaming snake deviates greatly!

But Master Priscilla is blown away by that power, too, and we can't chase him!

Sirius rages and the offense is rapidly reversed when the flaming snake begins to fly around. Master Priscilla is being pushed to the side of the battle to unfold with iron chains and flames chasing that flying around.

Why, why? No, of course I can tell from watching that Sirius isn't half as strong, but I don't even think Master Priscilla is inferior when I think about the advantage at the beginning. It was a daytime story that the Yang Sword is fuel-efficient, but is that bump turning around?

Or, no way, maybe.

Master Priscilla is not lacking an attacker...

"Me!

Zumbarally, all the people around me instead. Zumbarally.

You're buying me some time so I don't end up with that!? No, but that arrogant, self-righteous Priscilla did that!?

"You're ready to sing. - If shade falls on the sunshine of the Yang sword, the concubine drops the neck of that monster, no matter what. Before that happens. '

At that time, a violent quake runs behind my brain!

Just before this battle really started, Master Priscilla told me so. I said.

Before the limits of the Yang Sword come, tell me to be ready to sing. When the time comes, relentlessly zumball Sirius' neck, and you all say you're zomballs, too.

But that, I mean, didn't it make much stronger sense than I thought to wait until then not to zumball?

If so, Master Priscilla is waiting. Get ready for me to sing.

At least until then, when I can take responsibility for what I say.

"Gu, gu, gu! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!

Trouble! Trouble with that guy! If you like it, you can say you like it! That guy absolutely likes me. No, they said they liked it, so they said it right. Oh, no more chisho, I don't know, I'm scared, I don't know what else to do!

"Dear Priscilla - Huh!

You really do what I thought, fight it as annoying as you can think. If you come, you'll soon know what I thought. I still point to the stone tower burning with Sirius' flames.

Master Priscilla, who has turned only her eyes to my voice, look at those fingers...

"- Hmm."

With those scary faces and scary eyes, but with those horribly dependable faces.

To so much evil, with a face that you no longer know which one is the Bishop of the Great Crimes!

"I'm not going to find out!!

Don't talk to me about your concubine's behavior.

Take the iron chains that can be tapped with the belly of your sword as you fly back. Master Priscilla's body gained momentum and landed right next to the stone tower at a speed that he didn't think would be a one-step jump. Master Priscilla, who looked up at the burning control landing as it was, stabbed the tip of the Yang sword under the foot of the tower,

"It's a scrupulous grill. This is how beautiful lights shine."

Amateurs don't know the difference in beauty in melamera flames.

I don't know, but as clear as that amateur can tell, that and a different flame at once will envelop the stone tower, the control tower!

Rising and shaking white flames are the same as burning waterways.

The flaming serpent created by the chains of Sirius is also an overwhelming calorie that emits brilliant light as red, but the flame created by the Yang Sword makes one feel somewhat sacred hesitant to touch it.

No! Of course I touched it and I was passionate, and I can't tell you right now that I can't touch it!

"The stage is set. - At best, it's not about encouraging."

"Yes! Do you know the point? No!

A word from Priscilla, covering her firehand wrapped in a controlled hitch with another flame. I answer that very well and rush to a controlled ride with all my strength.

Sirius, who was watching how it went, has turned his hands to us, leaving the momentum looking mad even when the chopsticks have already just rolled!

"What do you do on your own to the lights of love I burned for that man!

"I think we should stop saying things like the unknown lords of previous times about burning a whole house for courtship actions!

I said, I said, I said! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I said as I ran to my back, signs of Phantom Sirius shaken iron chains falling all at once! Burning chains! Heat waves! Heat wave!

The moment I eat it, before I can bake it, it'll erase my head, but running wildly, I don't care what's behind me and running! 'Cause hey!

"Until I see what I'm going to do, it's a time for my concubine to give up her hand."

"Chi, no, no!

Master Priscilla lands in the falling position of the chain so as to replace me running. The Yang Sword slips over his head to lick and squeeze away the whole falling flaming tongue!

As it were, I heard the sound of the start of a riot between Master Priscilla and Phantom Sirius, hiatus from behind, but mine is finally arriving at the burning stone tower of purpose.

"Ha, ha...!

I'm not supposed to be running that distance, but I can't breathe, and my body's heavy! To be honest, I want to drink cold water right now and fall asleep in bed. Seriously, it's in the traveling bard, but I'm too immersed in my life of warm water, and I don't like it if it's not a soft bunk anymore!

"Oh no, not at all... this is all because of Kiritaka and everyone else"

You pulled me over to this city and you gave me some awesome favors. Everyone in "The White Dragon Scale" and the people in the city will be slight, and Mr. Kiritaka and others will be eager to dictate as much as I pull any more, and because of that! Being in a city like this has totally weakened my traveling bard's ankle!

So already, which way is it here - does it remind you of the terrible thing about your ankles!!

"Gee, no, no, no, no!

Get ready, bite your back teeth, and I'll jump into that burning control seat with the LURIRE I was in charge of over my chest! Hot, hot, hot, hot. No, no!

"- Gu, gi."

More scorching than I thought, brings a slight shock to my whole body.

Still, even though I feel it's a hell of a heat wave, my skin, my hair, and my luriette, I don't burn one flame at a time. I feel the heat of this flame, but it's not burning.

When I touched the white flame that stood up in the waterway, there was pain but it wasn't burning. So I wondered if this flame, let alone the sun sword hanging around.

But it wasn't, it wasn't.

The yang sword waved by Master Priscilla, the iron chains of the colliding Sirius had been burned out. Even though it is the same blazing sword, there are things that burn out and things that don't.

Priscilla-like flames are baked by choosing things. Then I'm sure you can also choose something that won't bake.

"Ewww!"

So! The white flame that wraps this controlled hitch won't burn my body right now!

It's hot enough to burn, it's painful enough to think I'm going to die, I want to hit around here right now in pain, but it won't burn, it won't burn, it won't die!

Your eyes melt, your tongue shrinks, your hair burns, your skin rots, your luriere burns, your bones explode, your flesh burns, your consciousness blows up, it's all an illusion -!

Not hot, not hot, not hot, not hot, not hot, not hot, not dying, not wanting to die, not hot, not hot, not hot, but whoa!

Run up the control ride, first floor, second floor, how many floors is this!? Where's the roof? How far is the flame coming. Fire hands are up, right or left. White flames, hot hot, why do you even think this painful, hot, desperate and hot, when I...

"- Huh!"

I want to scream for as much heat as I can, I want to scream for my throat to rip right now.

Absolutely not, if you scream this bitterness as it is now, it will definitely make your throat chatty in one shot. I can never give you this throat. Same with my fingers. I want to scratch I want to squash my hands and dissipate, no matter where. I can't, I can't, I can't play when my fingers are gone.

Good eyes, good skin, good hair, can't help but melt.

But no throat, no fingers, no ears allowed, because we need it all ahead.

Step on the stairs, kick open the slightly thick door, the night sky right in front of you - the wind blows on, the heat comes up from under your feet, but there are no more walls, and you can flutter and run the cobblestone to the end and look down.

There's a view of the wind blowing, and there's some kind of red and white person swinging something dangerous down there, and there's a lot of people crying around the white flames.

I'm already, like, hot, hot, and I don't think I'm dying.

I'm still not free from the heat, the soles of my feet are hot, the white flames get stronger and stronger when stirred by the wind, and suddenly the sadness comes up in Ganzka Ganzka's chest, and I'm going to squeeze - though.

"Tsubaki, Tsubaki...... Sa, Tsubaki, on the big stage of a generation. Phew!

I think it's hot and bitter and I'm going to die, I've gotten to where I wanted to be until I had that thought, and from here on out, I'm going to look at everyone and I'm going to get a voice for everyone.

I'm dying, I'm dying, but I have things to do before I die, well.

"Come on, people not far away, listen to the sound. No! If you're close, watch the dance! Listen to that because I speak louder to those farther away!! Liliana Mascarade, I'll sing and play and dance for you! Let me hear it! - Sky overtaking the morning burn!!

- Why don't we smash all these hot thoughts lengths!