[She was the one taken for granted: they just thought she'd always be there. Then one day, she wasn't. One day, there was a man who wanted her to be there with him. And she went to him.
It's not that simple, of course, though she could tell that part of the story as if it is, forgetting that she'd fought him as hard as she could until that very moment his spell made everything dark, forgetting even the struggle he put her through as her mind tried not to give in to the evil energies of Metalia he exposed her to, as her body hurt, as she lay sick and weak before the spell was finally fully set.]
That planet is ours. We won't hand it over or let it be destroyed.
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It's not that simple, of course, though she could tell that part of the story as if it is, forgetting that she'd fought him as hard as she could until that very moment his spell made everything dark, forgetting even the struggle he put her through as her mind tried not to give in to the evil energies of Metalia he exposed her to, as her body hurt, as she lay sick and weak before the spell was finally fully set.]
That planet is ours. We won't hand it over or let it be destroyed.
[Possessive and clinging, and yet saving.]