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[color=cornflowerblue]"̱̭͓̩̯.̭̺̪̺.̘͈͚̙͔̲͔̘̭̱̱̘̩̝͈.̞̞̻̹̹̖͈̗̙̥̺̟̜̠m̥̖̭̹̟͕͔̩̱̪̙.̻̪̰̹̳̜̣̘̯̪̞͈̤̖̺͉̭̙͕.͚̳̬̪̼̻͔̫̟͖͇̹͈.̼̰̪͔̮̥̟̗͉̤͔[/color][color=khaki].͆̆̿̒eͧ[/color][color=limegreen].̯̮͖͐̅͑́̒̉.̞̺̰̙͑̏̈̃ͭ̔ͥ.̙̬̙̙̬͔͗͛.͎̤͈̫͍̒̏̈̐̅̍̈ͅĩ̟͍͉ͧ̍̀t̹͉̭̝̼̱̯ͧ[/color][color=cornflowerblue]'͖̳̬̪̥͈͚̞͚̙̺̱̱ͅͅs̖̖ͅ.̞͎̣̫̰͖̼̲̭̯.͚͚̠̞͚̻̦͉̺͉.̱͉̞̻̪͍͚̣͕̞̺͙̳͔ͅ.̺̗̲͇̝̹̼̖m̭̤̠͙.͚̟͚͔̩̪̟͔͙̥̰̯̠̣̞̳͖[/color][color=khaki][b].ͮ̏ͫͨ̈̚.̆̇.̎͛ͣeͫ̾̌̾̉͑̓.̃͊ͤ͂̔͋ͫ.ͣͫ̿.ͤͧͩ̎.ͪ̂ͯ́"ͫ[/b][/color]

The voice sounded too jaded, too jangled, as if audio was forcing itself on each other and harshly scraping against the ears of those unfortunate enough to listen. Distorted and out of pitch, the same phrase repeated itself over and over, clinging to the air surrounding the four Avatars that stood before dungeon entrance.

Before long, color and image began to apply itself to the haunting melody, the image of someone long forgotten flickering in their view. Eclipse Princess, Nies Hellum, Unrelenting Jukebox, and Nyx would all be treated to the appearance of one of their very own students at Purple Crown Academy.

Which in itself was a massive irregularity due to the fact that no Avatar was present. It was none other than the infamous [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/2894126]Erika Mitsuki,[/url] the girl who had seemingly gone missing from school in the last couple of days. To those unaware, she was Azga the Amazing in the world of Deep Ground. She was known highly from coming from a famous famiily line that had always done exponentially well in Deep Ground, and she'd always been hounded by representatives of all of the colored guilds so that she may bring to them the prosperity that her legacy had before, rendering her pressured and undecided. Even those who had never spoken to her had known who she was, especially since she'd been the topic of so many rumors, like the ones saying she was dating the Red King himself. So why was she here, passing by as if she was nothing more than a ghost in the machine?

She stood there, looking dazed and unfocused. Her body flickered in and out of existence like a hologram, her hair and clothing floating around her as though she stood underwater. Patches of skin, bits of hair, parts of her body all glitching out erratically and separately, as though she, herself, were but a glitch in the system. She continued repeating those lonely, echoeing words. 
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