... He stood with a quiet strength over the limp body of King, a strong mimiga whose life was quickly drifting away from him. The android could see it now, the ramblings of the old witch coming to life and death right before his eyes.

King wasn't made for this... All Mimiga weren't made for this...Try as they may, they were a defenseless race who could do nothing more than flee or die. Not even red flowers enriched with cursed energy gave their species a chance at life. Just a faster way to death.

"Will you... Avenge me?" King asked with his last breath. He left only his sword behind as he fell into eternal slumber, the girl he loved dead and any chance he had of a future destroyed. With his once piercing and intimidating red eyes closed, lifeless, King looked no more fierce than any other mimiga. One could even say he appeared frail... fragile and hopeless.

... The cold hand of the mysterious android grasped King's sword and lifted it slowly from the ground. He could see that the warrior's spirit still dwelled within as it shimmered in the dim light of the storehouse and reflected the blood red petals scattered across the floor. The android didn't know who he was, where he came from, or why he was left standing where others had failed... But he knew now what he had to do.

"Yeah... I will."
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Sorry, I just get really emotional everytime I play that part... I kinda cried as I finished this picture off.

... I need a hug. ;_;