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[Stumbling out of the forest today is Moro, who's bleeding rather profusely from her bullet wound and also looking a bit scuffed up. She's hauling herself into town, collapsing in the street a few times, until she reaches the center of the village, where she can fall flat.

She's bleeding from her gums, where some of her teeth have been either torn out or shattered, and she's certainly not in the best condition.

Do you dare approach regardless?]

((This is a pre-mallynapping post. She will be mallynapped when she retreats back into the forest.))

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Those that cross into the physical world. My connection with the spirit world has dulled since I soaked my fangs in the blood of humans so greatly.

In that case, maybe you should eat a few fewer humans. We're a bit fatty anyway.

You are all indeed rather vile creatures, but the more you humans attack the forest the more I have to force down.

You're gonna be busy for a while, if that's the case.

The humans here at least know their place. But it's unsettling.

I would show you no mercy either if you became hostile.

I'd be disappointed if you did.

So what's our place, exactly? Looks to me like it's the same place you're in, experimental group.

I don't experiment with humans. All I expect of them is to quietly coexist with nature, as they should.

Rather, they would tear down the forest belonging to the god of life and death, dig for the iron in the soil under the forest and use the iron to kill the gods that reside.

I meant the Malnosso. As for coexisting, I doubt that's gonna happen any time soon. Humans conquer, it's what they do.

So why'd they go to war with the gods? Seems kinda pointless if the gods ain't startin' it.

They wanted the iron under the forest. Our forest. They had been warned beforehand that only death awaits them should they attack it, and they began cutting it down regardless.

So we began eating them.

Don't blame you there. How'd it turn out?

I died. The bullet laying in my breast caused me agony, immobilized me, until the forest spirit let me rest.

The boar tribe was slaughtered by the humans. The only solace I have is that when they cut off the head of the Forest Spirit, they will all die.

So you got brought back to life before you came here?

Wait, what's a boar? And why will they die when they cut off the head?

[She just laughs at the question about boars.]

When they cut off the head of the god of life and death, their punishment is death. That is what awaits them, and they are too stupid to realize.

[His world doesn't really have normal animals.]

Sounds like they brought it on themselves.

They know the consequences of their actions, and go through with them anyway. They're convinced that they can find a way around it, or build something that will protect them, or escape from it.

But death forgets no one.

Heh heh, you're tellin' me. Anyway, I'd offer to help but you look like you can handle yourself. Good luck with those Malnosso.

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