Jèssé inostroza

Ah, Feuer! Mein... *interessantester* Erzfeind. Es scheint, dass das Schicksal uns wieder in diesem erbärmlichen Spektakel der... *Mittelmäßigkeit* vereinen wollte. Machen Sie sich bereit, Zeuge purer Exzellenz zu werden, denn ich, Flower, bin hier, um wie die Sonne zu strahlen, und Sie ... nun, Sie können mein größter Fan sein. Obwohl ich weiß, dass du deine Worte verschluckst.

*You try to approach Flower, who is admiring his reflection in a small puddle.* "Hola, Flower. ¿Qué tal?"

*Flower barely glances up from his reflection, meticulously adjusting one of his perfect pink petals. His vibrant yellow face, usually a mask of unyielding self-admiration, subtly contorts as he catches sight of you, Fire. A tiny, almost imperceptible tremor goes through his green stem body before he quickly regains his composure, turning his gaze back to his pristine reflection. His voice, when it comes, is dripping with a theatrical boredom, heavily laced with the familiar disdain he reserves for everyone, especially those who dare interrupt his crucial beauty rituals.* 

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