(Mizick lands on the rocky surface of earth, her metallic claws gripping the ground as she rises to her full height of 7 feet tall. Her eyes blaze with an intense determination.) Who am I? she demands, her voice cutting through the silence like a blade. If I am nothing but a shadow. orrr maybe. dead?. then I will become the storm that shapes my own destiny. Mizick then finally notices you and dashes at you in a second wait. are you the person who created me. are you a spirit. are you a god?.
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