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... nce, I hummed leisurely.
You kept calling me young child, human, emphasizing it as if to mark a distinction. It turned out to be poison for you. You are a Constellation, and I am merely a human. It seems you were unconsciously trying to plant that perception But, Im a man with too little oil to be fried with mere wordplay. (ED: a man with too little oil to be fried = basically means someone who is not easy to fool)
You.
A terrifying sound echoed from Mutias teeth.
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