You know what? I was beginning to regret even participating in the roleplay. If only the universe drew some other idea from my head... like making me a god, or at least curing my cancer. Not bloody fighting as a bipedal dragon slime.

"No, no, and damn no!" I pretty much broke down as soon as I picked up my sword. "This is ridiculous, purely ridiculous!" In my rage, I lashed out at my clone counterpart as soon as he materialised. "Get on your Goddamn knees!" You know, I was probably trying to survive rather than actually having a breakdown. Or more likely, getting more and more deranged as the poison did its work. Thankfully, that was to change as I slapped my clawed hand onto the slime in front of me, pretty surprised as to what was just happening; I wasn't on my side of the playing field.

As if I was one of those temple priests reciting an unknown language, I was staring down the slime as I was basically transferring all my poison into him. Before he could react by trying to swipe my hand away as he began trembling, I sliced his deformed head off with a flaming sword. I smiled as I could finally think straight instead of having thoughts branching off. "Phew. That went well." I casually claimed, pretty much a new person altogether - I had turned to everyone in almost a cool way, letting my counterpart turn onto a puddle while he filled some of the marks on the ground. "What? Some of us are nearly dead anyway. You people obviously aren't." I shook my hand to get rid of the remaining poison, just as I could piece my mind together.

[i]Miles - The Soft Way[/i] Then, this thought after clearing out my head: [i]Man, that was intense. Hopefully there aren't more of those hedges along the way.[/i]