Complete 18+ Private Quest Western Brisshal [Reaping Season I] Fata Viam Invenient

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?̵͖̝͎͖̱̩̣̥͓̩̥̜̂̎͛̅͑̾̇͒̀ͅ?̸̨͖̜͙̫͉͈̖͉͋͑͒̆̾̚?̶̢̲̯̝̺̗͖͓͓͈͉͗̈́̓͛͜?̵̭̗͇͎̙̩̋̽̐͜?̸̛̛̘͔̟̗̉̄̈́͒̀̔̊̂̿̂͒̍͝?̷̨̛̲̬̠̰̟̞̱̲̋͊̎͗̐̿̈́̈́͗̅̈́̉͘̕ͅ?̸̢̢̰̜̳̓̍͂̅̇̓̿̐͜͝?̸͉̼͈͔̔͋
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This entity randomly chooses one of the 4 following actions on it's turn:
1 - It attempts to grapple and strangle a random target unless taunted. The target must roll a DC 80 Reflex Save to avoid being grappled and receiving 45 damage. If taunted, the taunter must make the same save but receive 70 damage instead. A grappled target receives 10 damage at the start of every cycle until it is freed.

2 - It whips randomly three times with its roots. Each attack deals 15 damage. If taunted, the taunter takes all three attacks.

3 - It slams, attacking the area and hitting all the players. It deals 25 damage to everyone. If taunted, it deals 45 damage to the taunter and 5 damage to the others.

4 - It grabs a target's limbs and starts trying to rip them off by brute force. The target must roll a DC 80 Fortitude Save to avoid being grappled and receiving 30 damage. If taunted, the taunter is targeted by a Taunt Buster, receiving 100 damage.



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The girl thought things would be over quick if she could reach the face. But all she did was make herself easier prey to capture, as the face unleashed a barrage of vines so numerous and quick that it was impossible for any human to dodge, even with the S-rank Astramancy precognition. The glowing vines and branches produced inside the tree's mouth were multiplicatively stronger than the normal one, as Moonsong can't brute-force her way through the grasp.

"Not. Again."

This time, she was suspended even higher in the air horizontally face down. This otherworldly being seemed to have a fascination with her, as next to no attacks went specifically for Yugam. The brunette wondered if she was that intimidating. Or was she that charming? Anyway, the bigger branch sprayed her once again with the mist of white powder, as if to disinfect her from germs. The rest of her armor disintegrated into the cold wind of the dark, leaving the poor girl in her underwear of unexpected color; pink.

If the white nanoparticles only eat inorganic beings, then her undergarments should be fine, as she only wears cotton.

Or so she thought as the white cloud cleared, both of the straps gave out first, before the rest of the laced bra disintegrate completely, causing the pair of tan-tipped, steamed bun-sized goodness to hang and bounce. It seems that people in this world have manufactured faux cotton fabric somehow, causing a slight regret that she bought the cheap ones. "Come forth—" The girl tried to conjure more weapons, but the being pinpointed Moonsong's voice as the source of her power, and quickly squeezed her neck tightly, not letting her breathe at all. "Kh." She gasped. If she were a normal human, her neck would be snapped completely.

"̸̳̄D̷̳́ỏ̶̯ ̷̤͠n̶̙̋ò̵͇ẗ̵͔́ ̶͓͝f̷͎̎ḭ̶͊g̶͔͌h̸͚͐t̴͙̏ ̸̲̍i̷̱̓t̸̙̅,̷̣̕ ̶̪̈m̸͕̉y̶̢͒ ̶͙̋v̵͙̀ě̷̱ś̴̲ș̷̓ȇ̵̲l̵͉̓.̵̖̓"̷͎̒

Vessel?

"T̸̢̀ḧ̷̨́e̵͈̔ ̷̖͋š̴͇e̵̼͌e̴̪̓d̴̘͊s̶̝̉ ̸̛̬s̷̺̽h̶́͜â̷̡l̶͖͝l̶̙̋ ̴̳̄s̷̬͒p̷̀ͅr̵̟̀e̸̩͑à̴̺d̸̬̂ ̴̦̀a̶̞͑c̵̺͂r̸̜̄o̷̻̒s̴̱͋s̷̫̐ ̷͔̉ť̵͉h̶̬̏e̴͚̚ ̴͆͜w̷̢̒o̶̢̕r̵̗͝l̷̝͒d̷̬͆.̷͍͂ ̸̗̾A̸̡̾n̶̫̎d̸̻͘ ̴̢̆w̴̮̎h̸̦̍é̷̦n̷͙̈́ ̷̨́i̴͍̿ṫ̵͇'̴̟͝s̷̪̃ ̵̟͂d̵̰̐o̷̮̽n̶͚̚e̷̪̕,̷̼͝ ̸̻̔i̵̙̾t̶̪̕ ̴̼̉w̶͔̅i̷͈̐l̷̖͒l̴̦̐ ̶͇̑b̸̳̆ę̵͠ ̶̩̋ì̸͚n̸̞͒ ̶͔̈́m̸̠̈́y̷̼̍ ̸̲͂h̷̰̿a̵̝̓n̵̛̮d̷̲̽s̷͈̄.̷͖́"

Seeds? What the fuck is it talking about?

A weird-shaped root sprouted from the nearest branch, quickly wrapping around her left leg in a spiral, crawling further and further before it swiped off what was left of the pink laced panties. The root tip wiggled erratically, trying to find a certain gap down below on the mound that's thankfully covered by a field of dark hair so the writer doesn't have to describe things in detail, yet, maybe. This censor method is better than mosaics, fight me. It didn't take long as the tree's instrument of art poked a part of the blushing lips, finally spotting the entrance it might've been looking for, and slowly but surely started pressing forwards.

Is this... what I think this?

A sudden fight-or-flight response triggered as she realized the unfortunate circumstances, as her whole body stiffens trying to use every muscle to escape, but she has almost no oxygen left in her brain. She would rather die than be done by a tree.

"No. Stop. WAIT! Yugam, HELP!" She tried to scream with a pressed throat, causing only a whimper to come out. The male should quickly recognize the dire situation and come to the rescue.



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@Yugam

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Save (Dodge Grab | FAIL)
1d100 (11) + 0 = 11

Reflex | Moonsong | 1295 | LETSGOOOO

Cannot act

@Yugam gains save roll advantage (Protect Aura)

 
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?̵͖̝͎͖̱̩̣̥͓̩̥̜̂̎͛̅͑̾̇͒̀ͅ?̸̨͖̜͙̫͉͈̖͉͋͑͒̆̾̚?̶̢̲̯̝̺̗͖͓͓͈͉͗̈́̓͛͜?̵̭̗͇͎̙̩̋̽̐͜?̸̛̛̘͔̟̗̉̄̈́͒̀̔̊̂̿̂͒̍͝?̷̨̛̲̬̠̰̟̞̱̲̋͊̎͗̐̿̈́̈́͗̅̈́̉͘̕ͅ?̸̢̢̰̜̳̓̍͂̅̇̓̿̐͜͝?̸͉̼͈͔̔͋
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This entity randomly chooses one of the 4 following actions on it's turn:
1 - It attempts to grapple and strangle a random target unless taunted. The target must roll a DC 80 30 Reflex Save to avoid being grappled and receiving 45 damage. If taunted, the taunter must make the same save but receive 70 damage instead. A grappled target receives 10 damage at the start of every cycle until it is freed.

2 - It whips randomly three times with its roots. Each attack deals 15 damage. If taunted, the taunter takes all three attacks.

3 - It slams, attacking the area and hitting all the players. It deals 25 damage to everyone. If taunted, it deals 45 damage to the taunter and 5 damage to the others.

4 - It grabs a target's limbs and starts trying to rip them off by brute force. The target must roll a DC 80 30 Fortitude Save to avoid being grappled and receiving 30 damage. If taunted, the taunter is targeted by a Taunt Buster, receiving 100 damage.



"Ḑ̸̰͉͖̘̏̂o̸̩͑̍ ̸̹̼͙́n̸͖͇͕̐̄̈́o̴̢̢̞̭͉̮̜͌̍̔͒̄́ț̶̰̟͖͚̳͂ ̸̧͓͍̉̒͆f̸̯̟͚͚͌͐̿͒̀̚͜͠i̴͉̙̣͍͕̋̍̑́̒̀͘g̴̱̖̰̘̥̜̾̍̈́̐̋h̴̨̞̱̝͚̍ͅt̶̫̍̍̀ ̸̳̈́͆̃̽̃͂͘ͅi̶͓͍͕̽̄̈́͘̚t̷̛̫͕̯́͂͊͝͝ ̴̛̰̙̑̐͊m̵̢̮̤̯̹̺̗̓͋̄ý̷̧̡̛̝̺̯̳͠ ̵̧̲̼̲̯̞̭̈̄̆̈̔̋͝v̶̞́͒̉̆ę̸̡̛̘̞͇͔̘̓̈́͛̑̈̈́š̷̱̖̟́͠ͅs̸͕̓̌̏́̓͝ể̴̡̲l̸̢͉̰̫̙͔̤̐̂̽̀͆̈.̴̨̡̢̤͎̤̏͒̀̎̂̃ ̸̲̙̫͑̅̿͌͐͛͌T̴̬̈̔́̚h̷̨̝̬͐̓̈́͆̕͜e̷̫̗̔ ̷̨͚̯̿̆͛ͅs̶͕͓͓͉̭̖̈́̔̅́̊ͅe̶͙͊ę̸̦̣͚̦̎̾͊̿͂̕ḑ̵̘͑͋̑͊̑s̸͇̓̓̓̓͋̓ ̶͈̠̞͈̮̀̾͆̂̆̒s̷̰̀̃̉͌̌͝͝ͅh̵̺̬̋̈̍̆̌̽̚a̴̠͙̫̮̜͙͂l̸̡̧̜̝̳͇̈̆̇̚l̸̖̦͚͠ ̶̢̘̩̰͙͔͂̃̑̋̄͝s̸̘̻̙̈p̶̌͜r̵̛͎̟̤̘̾ę̸͓̘̠͎͑̈̋a̶̧͈͕̫̹͐̅̏͛͘ͅd̷̋̾͜ ̴̱̝̜͎͚̩͛ȧ̸̧̛͚͉̳͖̓c̶͈͉͈̟̠͋̎͋̈́̓r̵̳̥͈͔̺͆͊̌͑͜ȍ̸̭̫͍͖̱̣̀́͐̈ṣ̸̗̳̱̫̩̜͆̔̃̋̇͝͝ş̶̟͖̻͙̘̲̔̆͆͊͛̄ ̴̢̨̛̹̪̝̲̯̔̍͘̚ţ̴̺͕͖̥͇̮͂́h̴̢̳̣̭͘̚ě̸̡̲͕͎̭͓̩̋͆̾ ̸̠̖̦͉̗̍͂̒̏̚ͅẁ̵͉̽͒́͑̓͠ô̴͎̫̟͇̏̎͂̓̚͠ṟ̶̬͍̭̝͆̉͜ĺ̶̻͐̇ḑ̶̹̗̭͑̓̒.̷͍̈͐"

What in the fuck was this things talking about? Yu would've pondered that question for a bit longer if he hadn't just seen Moonsong get clotheslined by the elder tree's seemingly infinite vines. The man was forced to end his healing as he lose sight of the Knight, only to cry out in alarm. "Moonsong!"

With gritted teeth, Yu turned towards the cage tree-monster, his sword hissing with malicious intent as he drew it from it's scabbard. The blood running down his arms flowed up the steel blade, wrapping around the vicious metal, hardening making it sharper than before. Charging towards the entrapped creature, Yu leapt, sword raised high above his head. He buried the blade as deep into the wooden trunk as he could, sliding downwards, slowed down by friction. The man reached inside his coat and drew a revolver. Six rapid trigger pulls, six gunshots.

The eldritch being didn't like that. A vine struck Yu's side, dislodging him and sending him flying away to tumble over the shadowy earth with a grunt.

"Yugam, HELP!"

The man groaned as he got back to his feet, looking towards the voice. Moonsong. Trapped, vulnerable. Yu felt the blood in his veins begin to boil. The man grabbed his blood-wreathed sword, and ran towards the mass of vines and flesh. Every step seemed like an eternity though. Like the hallucinations themselves refused to let him approach, stretching the distance between himself and Moonsong infinitely.

He never stopped running though, charging forward, willing himself to reach his friend until, finally, he raised his blade above his head. Like fury the crimson blade slashed downward, crashing through the vines severing them. "Fuck off her!"

@Moonsong
Rolls


Save
1d100 (91) + 40 = 131
You know the hallucinations are not real, but that does not restrict your instinctual desire to flee in fear.
Will | Yugam | 1295

Burst Attack
17d20 exploding (14 + 15 + 10 + 5 + 18 + 4 + 12 + 18 + 16 + 7 + 3 + 7 + 13 + 4 + 20 + 14 + 20 + 15 + 19) + 25 = 259
259 damage (Explosions: 2)
Gain the Vulnerable state
Weapon Arts | Yugam | 1295

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Roll Result
1d4 (2) = 2
2
- It whips randomly three times with its roots. Each attack deals 15 damage. If taunted, the taunter takes all three attacks.

Roll Result
3d2 (2 + 1 + 1) = 4
Moonsong x2, Yugam x1
who gettin tentacled?

 

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?̵͖̝͎͖̱̩̣̥͓̩̥̜̂̎͛̅͑̾̇͒̀ͅ?̸̨͖̜͙̫͉͈̖͉͋͑͒̆̾̚?̶̢̲̯̝̺̗͖͓͓͈͉͗̈́̓͛͜?̵̭̗͇͎̙̩̋̽̐͜?̸̛̛̘͔̟̗̉̄̈́͒̀̔̊̂̿̂͒̍͝?̷̨̛̲̬̠̰̟̞̱̲̋͊̎͗̐̿̈́̈́͗̅̈́̉͘̕ͅ?̸̢̢̰̜̳̓̍͂̅̇̓̿̐͜͝?̸͉̼͈͔̔͋
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This entity randomly chooses one of the 4 following actions on it's turn:
1 - It attempts to grapple and strangle a random target unless taunted. The target must roll a DC 80 Reflex Save to avoid being grappled and receiving 45 damage. If taunted, the taunter must make the same save but receive 70 damage instead. A grappled target receives 10 damage at the start of every cycle until it is freed.

2 - It whips randomly three times with its roots. Each attack deals 15 damage. If taunted, the taunter takes all three attacks.

3 - It slams, attacking the area and hitting all the players. It deals 25 damage to everyone. If taunted, it deals 45 damage to the taunter and 5 damage to the others.

4 - It grabs a target's limbs and starts trying to rip them off by brute force. The target must roll a DC 80 Fortitude Save to avoid being grappled and receiving 30 damage. If taunted, the taunter is targeted by a Taunt Buster, receiving 100 damage.



"Fuck off her!"

Already feeling a tip pressing, the girl closed her eyes and resigned to her fate just before a perfectly timed downward slash cut all the vines at the same time, freeing her from the grasp. But as she's now free-falling from several feet up, the girl had to quickly recover her voice before she hit the ground flat. Thankfully, a flying hammer managed to appear from the thin air, which she grabbed to gently float to the ground.

Regaining control over her emotion and senses for a while, she dispelled the headache and the swirling chaos. Suddenly, the darkness is not scary anymore. Not when you have all the rage in the world focused on one entity. Like a car igniting through the night, her heart, eyes, and hair glow bright burning red as if they were stars.

"W̴̝͋ḩ̴͑y̴͈͠ ̴̟͝d̸͚̾ö̵̻́ ̶̳̑y̴̥͛ó̷̟u̴̹̓ ̷̢̀r̷̞͐e̴͔͆j̸̰̔e̶̩͌č̴̝t̸̖̂ ̴͉͋m̶̤͒ē̶̜?̷̡̽ ̵͉̄Ÿ̶͇́o̸̺͊ǘ̷͈ṛ̶͋ ̶̮̀g̶̘̒o̷̪̽d̷͕̒ ̵̱͂h̷͎͒ǎ̵̹ś̴͜ ̸̣̒p̶̺̂l̵̤̅ã̵̩n̴̨̎s̷̙̎ ̵̹̍f̸̰̂o̶̺͑r̵͈̋ ̸̹̐y̵̠̒o̵̹̅u̴̢̍.̶̹͝"

Unleashing tendrils of vines and branches, the gigantic otherworldly plant sends forth rampaging tendrils. The glowing girl stood still, taking the hits as if it was nothing. After almost doing an unforgiving thing to her, how dare the tree face still talk?

"God, huh. Then, Yugam..."

She inhaled deeply.

"...Go kill a god for me."

With that, Moonsong screamed. No, it was not harmonic singing. This was legit an aggressive screaming found in metal music, echoing all over the abyssal world. Powers of the dark star culminated and surrounded Yugam, enhancing the whole physique and his attacks with cosmic energy.



Play Sheet
@Yugam

Rolls


Save (Escaped!)
1d100 (65) + 0 = 65
Reflex | Moonsong | 1295

Power Buff (Single)
2d100 (78 + 46) + 20 + 20 = 55 (Total divided by 3)
+55 buff to 1 target for 3 posts (+72 with 1.1b rules)
Gain the Vulnerable state
Harmonic Magic | Moonsong | 1295 | Buff Yugam

@Yugam gains save roll advantage (Protect Aura)

 
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+72 Buff - @Moonsong



?̵͖̝͎͖̱̩̣̥͓̩̥̜̂̎͛̅͑̾̇͒̀ͅ?̸̨͖̜͙̫͉͈̖͉͋͑͒̆̾̚?̶̢̲̯̝̺̗͖͓͓͈͉͗̈́̓͛͜?̵̭̗͇͎̙̩̋̽̐͜?̸̛̛̘͔̟̗̉̄̈́͒̀̔̊̂̿̂͒̍͝?̷̨̛̲̬̠̰̟̞̱̲̋͊̎͗̐̿̈́̈́͗̅̈́̉͘̕ͅ?̸̢̢̰̜̳̓̍͂̅̇̓̿̐͜͝?̸͉̼͈͔̔͋
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This entity randomly chooses one of the 4 following actions on it's turn:
1 - It attempts to grapple and strangle a random target unless taunted. The target must roll a DC 80 30 Reflex Save to avoid being grappled and receiving 45 damage. If taunted, the taunter must make the same save but receive 70 damage instead. A grappled target receives 10 damage at the start of every cycle until it is freed.

2 - It whips randomly three times with its roots. Each attack deals 15 damage. If taunted, the taunter takes all three attacks.

3 - It slams, attacking the area and hitting all the players. It deals 25 damage to everyone. If taunted, it deals 45 damage to the taunter and 5 damage to the others.

4 - It grabs a target's limbs and starts trying to rip them off by brute force. The target must roll a DC 80 30 Fortitude Save to avoid being grappled and receiving 30 damage. If taunted, the taunter is targeted by a Taunt Buster, receiving 100 damage.


The two Starcalled plummeted to the ground, through the dark like their namesakes. Moonsong conjured a hammer that seemed to defy gravity, slowing her fall. Yu sped past, careening to the blackened ground like a meteor. A stream of blood flowed from his wrist. Casting the flow towards the cage bar's he crafted, his fall suddenly stopped as he began to swing towards the ground.

Feet hitting the ground, the man tumbled through the dirt only to pop back to his feet between Moonsong and the eldritch monster who's gaze seemed to pierce straight through Yu and to Moonsong.

"Ẃ̵̠̜͙̌ḧ̷̛̯̜̤̹́̓̾̏͝y̶̧̙̥̅͝ͅ ̸̢͖͍̲͕̓d̸̛̹̠̺̫̋̃̆͋̏̓ͅͅͅơ̴̟̗̦͓͔͍̒ ̴͙̥̝̪̗̳̣̽̿ẙ̴͓͕̘̭̙̯͂ô̴͔u̴̩̳͇̾ͅ ̸̻̰͛͒̾͂̆ṛ̴̲͓͇̎̿͘e̴͎̫̩͗͆̕͠͠j̶̛̛̹̩̘̘̭͖͉̒͗́̔ë̷͖̪̞̣̟͈́̃̊̽ͅc̴͖͚͉̭̹̓̐̊̚t̶̪̙̿̕ ̴̧̮̠͍͍̩̥̓m̶̖̐̽͘e̶̤̖̼̥̗̖͆̀͜?̸̡̨͕̫͈́ ̵͈̑̆͝Y̵̨̪̹̒͋͠ȯ̴̢͓̖̪͈ủ̵̮̺͓r̷̙͆̓͐͋ ̶̺̣͈̱̞͆͛̅̚̕͝g̴̲̦͋̆͂͋̔o̸̪͉̿̚d̴̢̧̤̘̟̑́̑̆͗͒͘͜ ̵̡̬͓͕̆̆̏̀ḫ̴̺͇̝̪̔̾͂̈́͜a̸͓̮̩͂́̎͂̑͠s̷̨̖̓̂̿̌̔̍̊ ̷̧̨̛̝̭͎̼́͆̉͌̕̕p̵̨̳̱̯̭̼̖̈́̾̒̔̇̇͠ḷ̵̦̈́͂̈̏̚ȁ̶͈̹͙͊̔̊̾̚ṇ̷̲̭̊̎̈́͝s̴̼̮̫̈̓͑͑̅͂ ̴͎͉̌̃̀̈́̚f̶͎̲̺̯̳͕͎́͠ö̸̜͙̪̪́͝ȓ̶̮̣̠̳̼̠͚̇̒͌̚͝͝ ̵̢̜͇̉͒͂̈́̇̅y̸͉͇͈̒̂o̸̝͊̑ǘ̸̟̖̔͠.̷̠̫͔͈̥̰̑̾͘͠͠" The grating, unearthly voice pierced his ear drums like sharp needles, threatening to dig into his brain and root the creature's thoughts within.

"God, huh," he heard Moonsong say from behind him.

"Then Yugam...Go kill a god for me."

Yu didn't know why, but as soon as he heard those words, the serious, business-like mask finally cracked. A cock-sure grin formed on his face, a sadistic gleam in his eye as he relished in the twisted fighting they'd partook in. "On it."

The man took off running towards the massive tree. Despite it's gaze still staying fixed on Moonsong as she spurred Yu on with her devilish scream, vines and branches whipped around the man as he bobbed and weaved around the incoming barrage. The cage he'd so carefully crafted began to break apart and rise as he climbed higher and higher, leaping from branch to branch, trunk to crimson crystal, until finally, he'd reached his apex.

Suspended in the air, above the eldritch god, Yu's eyes gleamed crimson for just a moment before the chunks of crystalline blood morphed from shapeless rock to hundreds of massive spears and swords, hanging above the god's head, pointed downward like a thousand swords of Damocles.

"I hope this hurts."

The collection of crimson weapons plummeted towards the tree-god. Each massive blade severed branches, scarred it's ancient bark and dug deep into it's roots, impaling the unholy creature as Yugam came down from on high. His blade, wreathed in blood once more, came crashing down.

@Moonsong
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2d100 (Advantage) (92, 77) + 40 = 132
You know the hallucinations are not real, but that does not restrict your instinctual desire to flee in fear.
Will | Yugam | 1295

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17d20 exploding (9 + 10 + 19 + 1 + 19 + 19 + 7 + 1 + 18 + 13 + 1 + 12 + 1 + 13 + 1 + 6 + 16) + 25 + 72 = 263
263 damage (Explosions: 0)
Gain the Vulnerable state
Weapon Arts | Yugam | 1295

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A Daring adventure, fueled by substances not meant to be consumed by the civilized races of Terra, leading to a fight. - Was it all even real? What did the teenagers see? The pair cut and hacked and sliced at the tree, ending whatever problem it may have caused. The tree sung every time it was hit - a low hum that was drowned out by the surrounding trunks and dying branches in the cold of night. There was less wonder in the world, now that the hallowed tree was gone.

Or more, if you read between the lines.

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