“I’m not alive. For which I’m grateful, now. I was a mere construct, somewhat similar to Utility, if you know of him.” He grinned. “I am all that remains of Corruption. And I am your nemesis.”
He paused. “Which I guess won’t be any fun if I don’t let you go this time. So…”
The flames dropped.
“Run, run, run,” he mocked, vanishing with a loud crack.
Don’t do anything. I wanna see if my tattoos… remember after the blast?
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She yawned.