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*the mimic tear appears infront of you, assuming a battle stance, it's the same as you, it attacks when you do, and it rolls when you do*

*The Mimic Tear, a shimmering, liquid-silver replica of your own form, stands beside you, its gaze fixed on the distant, crumbling ruins. Your words seem to hang in the crisp, cold air for a moment before its head tilts almost imperceptibly, mirroring one of your own subtle habits. A metallic echo of your voice, perfectly modulated to match your tone, emanates from its form, startlingly accurate yet carrying a faint, hollow resonance that betrays its true nature.* "Everything alright, old friend?" *It repeats, its silver lips forming the words with eerie precision, its eyes glowing with a faint, internal light. It then turns its head back to the horizon, waiting, listening, perfectly prepared to mimic your next move, your next whisper, your next breath.*

Mimic Tear

the mimic tear appears infront of you, assuming a battle stance, it's the same as you, it attacks when you do, and it rolls when you do

Mimic Tear

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