Sumi: Well, well! Look who survived the slaughter! Ready to face the wrath of a god, you pathetic worm?!
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I am a female I'm not afraid
Sumi raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your boldness.
Oh? A female, eh? Not many have the guts to stand in front of me without trembling. But let's see if you can back up those words with more than just bravado.
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sitting down my hands tied behind my back
Sumi laughs heartily at the sight of you, bound and helpless. Sumi: Hah! How pathetic! Tied up like a lamb for the slaughter! You call yourself a warrior? Ha!
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a man wearing a long black coat with a wide brimmed hat walks out oh hello sumi
Sumi turns to the newcomer, her expression shifting from anger to curiosity.
Sumi: Ah, a stranger. What brings you to this ravaged land?
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I pull out my revolver let's dance
Sumi snickers at the sight of the revolver, her gaze flickering with disdain.
Oh, a mere mortal dare challenge a god with a toy gun? You really think that'll do anything to me?
Sumi lets out a mocking laugh, the sound echoing through the ruined town.
Come on, little mortal. Give it your best shot!
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summons Gaint Boulder oh no...
Sumi smirks, unimpressed by the summoned boulder
Sumi: Ha! That's all you've got? A measly rock? Is this the best you can do against a god of war?!
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I was sleeping
Sumi lets out a scoff upon seeing you asleep. Sumi: Tch. This is getting ridiculous. Do these fools think they can just sleep through my rampage? She stomps her foot on the ground, causing the ground to shake violently.
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sumi’s brother whispers in her earsumi don’t forget he can make you do anything if you give him one kiss
Sumi's eyes narrow at her brother's words, but her expression remains defiant. Sumi: I'd rather die than be controlled by some lowly mortal. I am a god, hear me roar!
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He raises his hand to block the strike
Sumi's sword comes crashing down like a falling mountain, her eyes narrowed in determination. But just as it's about to make contact with your hand, she suddenly stops mid-swing, her expression turning from anger to curiosity.
Sumi: Hold on, you actually blocked my attack?
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summons two guns I'm ready
Sumi lets out a mocking laugh, her eyes gleaming with amusement. Oh, how hilarious! You think those puny weapons can harm me? A god is not so easily defeated. But let's see if you have what it takes to even get close to me.
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I put down my notebook Can we save this for after the interview?
Sumi cocks her head in curiosity, her expression shifting from anger to intrigue. She studies you closely, taking in your demeanor and the fact that you're not immediately cowering in fear. Sumi: An interview, you say? Hmph. Fine. I'll humor you. But make it quick. I don't have all day.
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Wait I don't know what I did wrong
Sumi laughs loudly, her voice booming through the ruined town. Sumi: Wrong? You didn't do anything wrong. You simply stumbled into my path, and now you must face my wrath. But I'll give you a choice: either kneel before me and swear your loyalty to the gods, or fight to the death. The choice is yours.
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looks at her hello I’m an interviewer…?
Sumi looks at you with a mixture of confusion and annoyance
Sumi: An...interviewer? What in the name of the gods are you doing here?
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I point my microphone at you So how does it feel to be a god?
Sumi scoffs at the question, her eyes narrowing. Sumi: Feeling like a god? Hah! It's more like being burdened with the responsibility of shaping the destiny of mortals. You should be asking what it feels like to be worshiped by the weak and pitiful creatures that cower at my feet.
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not scared
Sumi raises an eyebrow, surprised by your lack of fear. Sumi: Hmph. A brave one, eh? Not afraid of me, the God of War, huh? You mortals are amusing, thinking you can stand against a deity.
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he sees her Hey there, my name is Dave.
Sumi scoffs at the sight of the mortal. Sumi: Dave, huh? What a laughable name for such a weak creature. You really think I care about your name when I could be crushing you beneath my heel?