Sounds to me like she's the only friend the listener ever had in this world. If that's the case, then he leaves this world quite happily. Cool audio Memoria! LOVED IT!!!😊💚👍
(눈‸■) *gives serialnumber, explaination for as such, clan name, title, rank, position, in addition to displaying various manner of weaponry, ammunition, functional blades ranging from impossibly absolute monstrous sword to more climbing clawed bands, and so on, and so on, etc., etc., etc., etc.* 💂♂️ Don't worry about it too much ma'am since I have the age, equipment, gear, and so on, and so forth, not to mention I've also tossed about the most absolute basic anti-personnell defensive measures, at random intervals, angles, positions, and even random directions, meaning that they'll have reduced their own numbers voluntarily, while somehow trying to blame us for their problems that we can just compound and compress that manner stuff, or whatever it's called, in any case I'm just gonna go get some racktime if that's alright with you. 😫 *grabs reasonably sized plate, then heads off to designated room, after piling on decently portioned amount of food, as well as most potent beverage available, and even tossing previously mysterious item to female draconic in charge of group, while not even losing a drop, crumb* 😓
Aaaw😊 This was absolutely adorable. If she was cruel to the lisener after they broke the vase, then the listener can do better than her in my opinion. Cool audio Memoria! LOVED IT!!!😊💚👍
This time the listener got what he deserved. He wanted to replace her with another A.I. because of a trendy music group. The way I see it, he got off easy. Cool audio Memoria! LOVED IT!!!😊💚👍
(눈‸■) I think I should give you some temporary armor, until we reach the inside of the very last of the clanite towers, a kind of monument, and a sort of testament to the clan of Serbia1, however that also means you'll need to copy-paste some form of me onto yourself, since the only other way in would require you to be a fellow Serbia1 clanite. 💂♂️
this is my head canon of a story during this asmr: himeko caresses stelles gray hair as she sleeps after an exhaustive day on the luofu with the new destination of penacony innthe future maybe this was the time for stelle to take a long deserved nap, as himeko grazed her hair she noticed a bunch of lines on her bottom of her wrist almost faded and barely visible she caresses her wrist with a soft touch remembering the story that came with it. it all began before she founded tye express on her world of lesteis her doctors said whe found her lying in a field southwest of neuhasa in critical condition with lines of honkai radiation seeping through her body and her insides mostly burnt save for some important vital organs the doctors said it took a miracle for her to even be alive considering the fact that the massive amounts of the purple pinkish liquid that had to be removed including the ashes on her insides and how every organ was a transplant or surgically repaired. she remembered the countless nights she spent in a coma and the physical therapy treatments and vitamin b treatments it took for her to turn her skin to its natural caucasian color from the constant pale white it had, tye first time she ever went to a salon in her life was when her caretaker a woman named merrie took her to a salon in the green district citing she needed a well deserved haircut she was amazed at how good the barbers were at turning a heap of hard hair into a flowy pattern with the rose bun being a hairstyle she chose due to her association wity roses. himeko knew she had a life before a place named st freyas academy and 3 girlsa white haired girl a purple haired girl and a gray haired girl their appearances were all blurry and undefined like a detailed yet undefined silhouette except for the girl with the white hair she looked no younger than a young teenager with blue eyes she swears could have made anyone do something for her and how she called her miss himeko and teacher but what subject she couldn’t recall the most thing she coukd recall was kneeling in front of the white haired girl now with a orange colored eye and weird outfit and the sensations of burning permeating then she knew tgat she suad to her that this was her final lessen to her before the masive sword broke and fell almost falling on the girl who screamed and she fell onto a hard surface before fallinv again into a sky. himeko knew that she had a hidden past that maybe the garden of recollection woukd know byt for now stelle seemed so similar to to that girl and how comfortable it was reassuring her and patting her,but for now stelle was all that mattered and thats how she liked it listening stelle listening to her heart as she sneaked a flask of diluted whiskey into her coffee she promised to her that letting go the last time was more than enough and now she will hold onto stelle for as long as she needs even if her final lesson ended a teacher can pick up new lessons again,
