[Strawberry_Satochi]

When the sun has setted, Tiba just finished sharpening her dull blade. Ooooh Tiba dear....hmhmhm, the time is near to rip that sweet sweet life, from that beautiful body, I hope you're prepared. Mhmhohoho....Tiba stood up, sheathing her sword, she makes her way to the front of the central library. By the time she reaches it. She stops a couple of meters away from the entrance. 'another life....life similar to mine' Oh? Ah....I see....this life....this life is more precious then yours mhmhmhm....Tiba dear, this life is much more better than yours, it would appear you must show some respect to this one. 'Understood....kill the other...respect the similar.' That is correct. now Tiba....as a part of you....Don't die, you may think that your life doesn't matter but please...for me. '....' Tiba? '.......rejected.' Tiba!? That's an order! *sigh* 'life must live to kill...death matter's nothing.' Tiba....mh...mhmhmh...mhmhohoho...That was perfect Tiba dear, well then, prepare yourself, that life is getting close. Tiba stood at the front of the library, unsheathing her blade. She waited.