Syren's Song
I sipped the apple juice of and alcohol I had no choice but to drink.
"It doesn't matter when it's going to happen, all that matters is how we stop it," He grabbed a bottle and chugged it in one go, the news of the end of the world seeming to stress him out.
I sighed as I placed my glass on the table, leaning back in my seat and putting my feet up on the table, "Relax, will you? There will be someone who will be able to stop her if when needed. In this world, there will always be an equal number of good and bad, never one without the other. It's what keeps the universe balanced, you know."
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