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The eyes of a red snake opened slowly.

Morning had arrived again.

It felt no different from any other day, but it was a bit of a special day. The reason for why it was special remained hazy to Sangue Naga as her vision became less of a colorful blur. Her sheets had been tossed over against the wall next to her, her skin weakly glowing under the morning.

Why she did not wear anything aside from the cloth wrapped around her body, she did not remember. But the woman was not one to ask about anything she became curious of. She only asked when she believed she absolutely needed to know about something.

Her long hair covering parts of her bare skin, she glanced at her arm.

Or rather, arm[i]s.[/i]

She remembered why she felt sore. Sangue had slept with her prosthetic on.

Her eyes trailing over its simple design, she watched as she let the arm slowly move its fingers. The nerves of her shoulder that had never served a purpose after it had been severed from her arm had suddenly become far more important than ever. Before, she would wildly swing a chained Claw and sometimes calculate swinging arcs to latch onto things.

Now she needed to get used to an arm- something she hadn’t lived with even before she had properly learned how to use a blade from someone else.

By concept, she could now do a few more things than her one-armed self. She could pick up trays with two hands like others, eat a hamburger without having to cut it up, and cut steak comfortably.

She could also hold a puppy without the fear of dropping it on its head.

Now that she thought about it, there was a plethora of new things she could do.

She had yet to show it to her team, though. She almost stayed up overnight just swinging her shiny new arm around like it was a baseball bat. While she felt tired for wasting her time with the handy prosthetic, however, she did not want to oversleep.

Even if it meant that she could dose off for an entire day while following a daily school life with her friends.

[i][color=f7976a]I… should thank Shiro and Gren later,[/color][/i] she thought, feeling the sensation of the prosthetic’s metal with her real hand. It felt heavier than her Claw, but not by too much. She could get used to it.

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The snake left her dorm with her usual black-red robes as she sat in the cafeteria, absentmindedly staring at the table in front of her. She blinked, her mind partially dipping into a train of thought.

Apep didn't arrive yet.