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I awkwardly looked at the two who were now staring at the mini graveyard I made.
"Um...do you wanna be teammates?" I said, trying and failing to smile a bit.
The green one looked at me.
"Did you do all of this?" She asked.
I nodded.
She turned back to her teammate, who was pretty damn fine in my opinion-
"Well I prefer this over the other choice. What do you think?"
"I don't see any problems."
I was glad that they accepted me onto their team, but there were definitely many problems with this situation.
"Hold on, there are way too many problems with this situation!" An unknown voice said.
Woah. It's like he read my mind. I turned to see some guy in a purple tracksuit.
"She may be strong, but there are way too many people killed here! Isn't that a bit off-putting!?" He said, pointing a finger towards me.
I hated to admit it, but he was definitely right.
"The point of this test was to kill 200 people you dunce." The green girl said.
"Besides, I don't think a bad person would bury the corpses of the people they killed." The good looking one finished.
The purple tracksuit was at a loss for words, and so was I. I guess a lot of things must be acceptable in this tower.
The green girl and the good looking boy turned to me.
"Anaak."
"Hatz."
"(Y/n)." I replied.
"What about me?" The purple tracksuit asked.
The other two completely ignored him but I felt a bit bad.
"Then, your name?" I asked.
A smile appeared on his face, and he wrapped an arm around me.
"You aren't so bad after all! Call me Shibisu, master of killing arts!" He said.
I laughed at the way he said it.
"Okay, killing arts Shibisu."
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FanfictionShe stood in the middle of the field, hands stained crimson. Only one memory remained. 'Destroy the tower.' (Y/n) Jahad. Who was she? How did she get sent up the tower, and what was her purpose there? As we all know, the answers to our questions...
