“Been awhile since i had to get dressed up like this, don’t make me regret it.”

I used to muse Aerith a long time ago, though my version was the owner of the Honey Bee Inn instead of Don Corneo.

Sometimes it’s nice to let it all hang out.

Gazing down at her, crouching a bit and using two fingers to bring her eyelids down. “Here lies one crazy and kinda hot demolitionist.”

Fukua’s gotten all dressed up for a date. “We got reservations, so let’s hurry it up.”

The dark skinned assassin was sipping a drink, not sure who this big breasted chick was that suddenly seemed to have some sort of death wish. “If you wanna do this, then come on.” Fukua downed her drink and tossed the cup away, running her fingers through her hair in preparation for the fight.

“As someone with two souls, I’d say the thing that makes me happiest is seeing a life get snuffed out.”

“I’m an assassin, i kill for money.”

“When the hell did you get here?”

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Rebecca was pulled into a distorted realm that was molded by the various fears of all living creatures, Fukua able to fully embrace and control said fears while within this realm. The distorted ground becoming a flat surface. “This is… home, my home.”

“Master? First time I’ve ever been called that, i kinda like it.”

“I guess you’re right about that, i just see it as a joke away from home but most people are dragged there against their will. Have you ever gone willingly?” Fukua asked while holding a hand out to the woman. “I can take you there if you haven’t.”

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“That place has very few lights, i wouldn’t be surprised if they made a deal with a demon or something. I’m not really sure how i got a connection to the nightmare realm otherwise…”

“Never looked at it that way, I’ve always had a certain connection to the dark, being made in a dingy lab helped with that. Along with my connection to the nightmare realm, maybe I’ll take you there sometime. It’s more relaxing than it sounds.”

How she’s currently spending her day.

Reshi, i even have an account made.

“I can’t say no to a costume like that…”

“It was a pleasure to meet you.” After a bow and handing off a card with her contact information, Fukua walked off.

“Take the patches off, i need those things to be free.”

“I’ll just give you my card, you give me a call if you need any slow and torturous things done to someone. No rush of course.”

“Half of me is an assassin… Just saying. No pay required. Could be slow and torturous.”

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“Please, never say something like that again…”

“Even if that hero’s story is one that ends in the worst way possible? There are many stories where the hero succeeds sure, but some… they end in the absolute worst way, where evil succeeds in the end.”

“I don’t want to be rooted for, I’m a villain. A foil to the hero that gives them a reason to be said hero. The story can’t progress without me.”

How Fukua greets the reader.

“Give me some head behind the Dennys and I’ll get you all the candy you want.”

“We both know you ain’t no damn hero, if anything you’re one of those story’s where we follow the villain’s perspective.”

“Tights about to have me act the fuck up.”

“I am the biggest firearms expert in history.”

She’s currently snoring, scratching her balls.

“You look like you have a tight throat.”

“Damn right you are, those are some professional fat ducking tits.~”

How Fukua’s currently grabbing the readers ass.

{𝒮𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸 𝒞𝑜𝓂𝒷𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉.} — Deadly at all ranges, Fukua is a dangerous creation that shouldn’t be toyed with. — A lab experiment gone right in all the wrong ways, she’ll use her strength to do whatever she wants when she wants to do it. — Dark themes ahead.

They should be sweaty messes together. In her bedroom.