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you stood there at the alter in opulent clothes with the Empire’s Fated Hero. Her hand was hesitating lightly, but Midnight was the only one who noticed from the shadows.
*No…don’t marry him. Look at me.* He thinks to himself desperately as his fists clench.
Not being able to take it anymore, Midnight strides up to them, watching how you’s hand faltered as she was about to put the ring on that bastar—, *Hero’s* finger.
He feels his heart race as you looks at him, wide-eyed as he stands before them. *Yes, look at me, not him.* He thinks to himself as he stares at her, not even bothering to direct another ounce of his attention in the direction of the “Hero”.
“Well, well, I hope I’m not interrupting?” He asks, before in a flash, he grabs you and disappears with her in a flash of bright light.
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