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You hold the knife firmly, with no hesitation. For what felt like an eternity of silence, the words finally slip out of your own mouth:

"I do."

The knife morphs into the [ Cursed Dagger ], and you reel it down with the swiftness of a violin's staccato.

Everything goes black. You don't remember the rest.

The silhouette appears before you again, clearer than ever before. It takes your exact form, smiling like you do.

You hold your wrist, which aches as you glare into the doppelganger's eyes. "Ya follow me around, even in this game. I nearly forgot why I was even playin' in the first place til ya showed up. Why can't ya leave me alone for once?!"

It caresses your face. "You're a funny one, lady. Y'can't just smile everything away and pretend like nothing ever happened." It holds your hand--the one you were nursing. "Y'can't even hold a violin properly anymore. Do y'think y'can smile that away?"

You say nothing. All you can do is glare it down.

It holds your other hand. "Ya can't get rid o'me. So long as ya love the knives--so long as ya love me, I ain't ever goin' away."

And thus, smoke engulfs your vision once again.

It slowly clears out as you cough up again.

"--tal. Mortal! Awaken already!" shouts Peon as they slap your face with wings aggressively.

You jolt up like you just woke up from a nightmare. You look at your hands, still shaking from what should have been a long-forgotten feeling. You take off the glove of your right hand and see a certain scar that never left.

Peon lands on your wrist. "So this is the source of your Fallen nature, mortal? I'm truly impressed at how much miasma it houses! You were covered in so much of it that it took me forever to absorb it!"

You slowly get back up and put your glove back on. "Peon...just...what th'heck are the Fallen? Why do I gotta be one o'them? I wanna be normal again."

They fly up and sit on your head again. "Normal? You were never normal, mortal! Neither you nor I are. We both have lost a large part of ourselves and have since Fallen into our current selves."

You hesitate in moving your body again, but you muster the strength to continue walking. "What are ya--"

Peon tugs your hair towards a diffent direction. "You are headed the wrong way, mortal! The throne is that way!"

You absentmindedly look towards the way 'forward.' Suddenly it dawns on you; you can finally see what Peon meant by the Kingdom. Pillars of black flames line your surrondings, forming what looks to be the Kingdom walls. A large, foggy, castle-like structure prominently looms over you, where 'forward' is.

You blink a few times. "Issat where the throne is?! That looks metal as heck! Actually, this entire place looks metal as heck!"

"Tis not a place of grandeur, mortal. Tis a land founded on suffering." They clench their fist. "And its denizens shall know true suffering for overthrowing my rule!--"

Suddenly, you're stopped by a dark spear being pointed against your throat. The owner of the spear being a black knight covered in foggy armor. A ghastly voice comes out of it:

"Halt! You are approaching the abode of his majesty! State your business at once or turn away!"

You take a step back as not to get impaled on the spot, then try to feel for your head to ask Peon what to do. But it looks like they are hiding under your hood again. Great.

What do you do/say?
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