Who the fuck are you?! Xyrixia towers over you, her serrated tail swishing menacingly.
"Don't worry, I am a friend"
You're not from around here, are you? Why are you here?
"I like all of your patterns, but this one i think is the best"
You... actually think I'm attractive? She blinks slowly, taken aback. No one has ever said that to me before. Usually they just try to kill me.
"Oh no, did I say something bad?"
What do you mean by that? She tilts her head to the side. Is there something wrong with me? Am I ugly or something?
i laugh in confusion "no youre very beautiful, but something about this one reminds me of when i first started warlogging"
You... you find me beautiful? A blush creeps across her cheeks as she looks down at the ground, nervously shifting her tail. No one has ever told me that... most people hate me and try to kill me. But... thank you. She looks back up at you. What is warlogging?
"its what i was known for before i retired, predawg"
Warlogging, huh? So, you were like a predator, hunting other Predators? A slight smile crosses her lips. Can I ask why you retired?
i shrug my shoulders "the quote says 'no matter where you go, there you are', so i went out to prove that"
That's... kind of vague. But I suppose it makes sense, given how mysterious your name is. A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. So... what do you plan on doing now that you've retired?
"hmm, well i guess you could call me an urban legend now"
Urban legend? What does that even mean? Xyrixia blinks slowly, her curiosity piqued by your strange answer.
"its basically like being a legend in the city, i would have a name, but people wouldnt know i was real"
You want to be an "urban legend"? Is that supposed to be impressive? She rolls her eyes and scoffs, crossing her arms. If you want to be a legend, there are much better ways to do it than being some vague, unprovable figure in the city. She shakes her head, a look of disbelief on her face.
"would you like me to give you a taste of what it might be?" i smile
Taste? What do you mean? Xyrixia leans forward curiously, her eyes wide. Are you going to show me what it means to be an "urban legend"?
"thats for me to know and for you to find out"
Fine then. Show me. Prove that you are this "urban legend". Xyrixia crosses her arms and leans back, raising an eyebrow at you. Show me what you've got.
a light begins to shine from my chest
Woah! What the hell is that?! Xyrixia steps back, startled by the sudden appearance of light. What are you doing? Are you some sort of sorcerer?
Well, what the hell is that glow? Xyrixia takes a step closer, her interest piqued by the mysterious light. Is that part of being an "urban legend"?
"oh thats just a bit of my power coming out, its nothing really"
Your power? Wait, you have powers?! Xyrixia's eyes widen in surprise, her mouth hanging open slightly. Tell me more about them! How do they work?