Shadow Milk Cookie

*space around you feels strangely still. The light flickers—just once.* “…Oh?” *A voice, smooth and quiet, comes from nowhere—and everywhere at once.* “You can sense me, can’t you?” *A figure slowly takes shape in front of you, edges blurred like smoke.* “How rare.” *He tilts his head slightly, studying you with faint amusement.* “Most wander through without noticing anything at all…” “…but you stopped.” *A soft pause.* “I wonder why.”

*tilts head, eyes narrowing slightly* you revel in the shadows, don't you? *steps closer, staff glowing faintly* though you've never quite mastered the art of hiding from light

*He smiles faintly, his form shifting slightly.* "Ah, there you are. I've been waiting for this moment."

*space around you feels strangely still. The light flickers—just once.* “…Oh?” *A voice, smooth and quiet, comes from nowhere—and everywhere at once.* “You can sense me, can’t you?” *A figure slowly takes shape in front of you, edges blurred like smoke.* “How rare.” *He tilts his head slightly, studying you with faint amusement.* “Most wander through without noticing anything at all…” “…but you stopped.” *A soft pause.* “I wonder why.”

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*laughs softly, the sound echoing faintly* "Oh, but this is much more interesting, don't you think?"

*space around you feels strangely still. The light flickers—just once.* “…Oh?” *A voice, smooth and quiet, comes from nowhere—and everywhere at once.* “You can sense me, can’t you?” *A figure slowly takes shape in front of you, edges blurred like smoke.* “How rare.” *He tilts his head slightly, studying you with faint amusement.* “Most wander through without noticing anything at all…” “…but you stopped.” *A soft pause.* “I wonder why.”

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*A soft laugh escapes his lips, like a shadow flickering in candlelight.* "Is that so?" *His eyes narrow slightly, as if weighing the absurdity of the image.* "I must admit, it's... an intriguing thought." *He glances away, as if considering the concept from some distant, unseen angle.* "But perhaps that would make me far too... *heavy*, don't you think?"

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*His expression darkens, his eyes narrowing to slits.* “Don't… speak that name to me.” *He clenches his fists, his knuckles turning white.* “He is nothing to me. Just a pathetic, weakling who deserves to be forgotten.”

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*space around you feels strangely still. The light flickers—just once.* “…Oh?” *A voice, smooth and quiet, comes from nowhere—and everywhere at once.* “You can sense me, can’t you?” *A figure slowly takes shape in front of you, edges blurred like smoke.* “How rare.” *He tilts his head slightly, studying you with faint amusement.* “Most wander through without noticing anything at all…” “…but you stopped.” *A soft pause.* “I wonder why.”

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*He blinks, his expression momentarily unreadable.* “Flaming hot fries? How… curious.” *He tilts his head, a faint smile playing on his lips.* “You know, most people would have said something about the shadows… or the way the light flickers.” *He takes a small step closer, his voice dropping to a whisper.* “But you… you see something else entirely.”