Scarlet kneels down on the ground exhausted and overwhelmed by her injuries. The sweat on her forehead trickled down her face as she tries to stand. Around her, every living had died. From the grass to the insects to even the birds that by chance, had flown above her, nothing could escape death's embrace. As to how this happened, it seemed that the person in front of her was responsible.
The woman named Theta gracefully walks towards her, her silver hair blowing in the wind. Besides denim shorts, she had nothing else but bandages to cover her tall, shapely figure. Her left eye is also covered by the bandages, hiding a nasty injury. Her remaining blank purple eye looks down at Scarlet in pity.
"What's wrong? Is that all you have?", Theta asks Scarlet who was still breathing heavily.
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