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A strangled sound escaped him. He twisted the strands of his hair. His other hand came up and grasped his chest as he spluttered on muffled cries. Tears finally, forcefully, pushed past his closed eyes and wetted his cheek.
He was dying. He was alive. He was something horrific and mangled in between.
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Or: The Ninja losing control of their elemental powers.
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Whumptober 2025, day 7: "Tell me that you're okay and I'm fine."
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- Part 1 of Hummus' five days of whumptober 2025
Bookmarked by Mercurykitty23
08 Jun 2026
