#ALSO I wanna talk about what powers Adennezene would have if she went god tier cuz I figured out something that works PERFECTLY on all acco

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During the battle, Adennezene didn't have time to process what the others told her, not to mention what it meant for her. All she really understood was the cries of "stay back!" from her friends. Like she could listen to that, they needed her help. She liked to think all those hours of training paid off, but she knew she got super lucky.

Just after the battle, she was still rattled. Her hands shook too much to hold a bottle of water to her lips on her own, her heartbeat drowned out all other noise. But she finally registered what was said before adrenaline took over her body, at least bits of it.

"Adennezene, just leave us, we'll be fine!"

"Staay back, it's too dangerous!"

"you're an NPC, I can't revive you if you die!"

When her desperate, heavy breaths finally slowed a bit, Adennezene asked between breaths, "what... do you mean... I'm an NPC?"

The others looked down and shuffled their feet, each one stammering, trying not the be the one who has to break the news. "um..." "well, see..." "ok, so..." "look at your arm."

Adennezene looked down at her arm, the one that had gotten a gash in it during the struggle. It was definitely the biggest cut she'd ever gotten, but not her worst injury. Their healer could fix it up no problem, so what's wrong with... Is that her blood? It is magenta, but also black? The black could have splattered from the monster, but how would it have gotten in this... pattern? A checkerboard pattern that looked like... like...

A missing texture.

She was frozen in shock. How could blood be textured like this? It looks like a weird video game glitch, but people can't be glitched! People can't be, but an NPC could. If she really was an NPC, like her friends told her. Her friends, the people who seem to know her better than she knows herself, told her.

Adennezene slumped to the ground, still staring slack jawed at her arm. Her closest friend of the group tried to hold and comfort her, but couldn't lie to her when she asked "am I real?"