Reina stumbled backward, forcing Drakka to fly off her comfy head. She grabbed onto a chair and slumped onto it, visibly confused and distressed.
Drakka left Reina to sort herself out, and her head overloaded, resulting in her fainting.
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H̸̛͉̲̬̓̈̍̉͝ẹ̴̃͒̅̇͐̇̈y̷̜̲̳̾̅́̓̏͐̾̌̾͝,̶̙̯̲̻̀̓̇̒͜͜ ̸͕̗̻̰̟̬̯̹͚̑̏h̵̛̖̯͓̃̄̂̃͌̌͜ò̵̢̪̥̩̤͈̥̓̽ŵ̴̡͍̘̕͝ ̸͔̫̮̄̌͒ḷ̶̗͎̱̻̞͙̘̓̈͑̋͐̈́̓̈́o̶̧̮̯̘̣̓̽͛͒͑͒̾n̷̨̪̥͖̣͎̮͈̐̆̄̓͂̄͜ǧ̸̣̫̓̆̅̿̍ͅ ̵̢̢̟̼͇̭̦̙͍̯̌̍͛̀a̸̝̣͂̎͒̈́r̷͎̎̏̈́̎̅̈́͒̍͘͝ḛ̵̛̘͚͚̻̩̟́͊̆̌̈́͜ ̴̩́y̸͍̰͇̒̐́͂̀̄͂̕ȯ̷̮̐͆̋͛ư̶̛̛̯̥͒̉̈́͗̓̈́͐ ̵̮̑̆̈̍͜͝ͅg̸̨̻͖̰͙͎̗̪̞̘͌̿͂o̴̬͔̩̤̲̹̲̹̺̓̒̀͒̈́̒n̸̼̮͕̎ņ̸͓̟͚͇̮̹̫̖͆́̓̄͑͝͝ͅa̸̧̬͚̮͎̒̊̓͘͜͝ ̸̢̢͉̲̌͗̎̽͛͛͛̾͝b̴̛͕̾̒̇̊͌̀ȩ̵̧͍̪̻̗͉͓̀̈́͆̔̽̈̽̓̽̚ ̷͇̭͇͈̙̦͒̈́́̈́͆̕͝o̵͉͕̖̓̔̉̓͛͘ů̸̧̡͖͖̩̳͖̩̙̀̚t̷̼͋̈́̈͝?̷̴̛̬̟̯̤̪̲͚̻̭̊̑́̀̋̾̿͌̓͌̇̉̀͆͗̕ͅC̸͙͔̞͎̯͙̝̝̕ḿ̴͇͉̜̜͊̍͒ô̸̢̨̨̫̖͓̪͉̱̐̐͝ͅn̵̡̨̙̦̩̟̒͑̐̂͑͋̓͑̿͠ ̶̨̻̯̞̭̣͐̾R̷̩̎/̶̧̛̖̳̩̖̹͙̯̥̽̄̔̄̀͝ͅ/̸̮͓̣͉̤͎̱̽̈̎̀̔̄̿̍̑/̶̡̩̤̒͘͝͝y̸͔͔̯͉͇̞̋͆͑̄͆̚͠.̵̫͔̓͒̐̉̀.̴͙̹́̍̀̔.̴͖͋̊̄͝ͅ ̵̹͔͚̆̈́̉̓̑̓͛͐̕͘Y̶̯͚͚͋́͊̊̃́͐͠ơ̸̡͉̜̊̆͊̊́̿̇ȕ̴͎̠̮̳̗͍̻͔͒̊͛'̴̧̛͇̜̘̜̣͐̍̈́͑͛̆́͘ŗ̴̮̭͙̮̲͛ȩ̴̹̹͈̪̎͑̓̃ ̶̯̲̥͖̹̭̰͎̜̙̀̅́̏͂̍͂͠ń̵̨͓͈̯̖͐ȍ̷̡̳̲̖̝̿̀̑͒̂́̿̌ẗ̵̡͈͔͖̮̩̺͉̤́̂̒̈́ͅ ̴̭͋͐̎̇͂̓͘t̸̟͓̻̳̗͙̘̰͂̓͑̀h̷̯̘͑̽̿́͂̾͆͋͠a̵̯̓͛͋̾̃ţ̶̭̺̤̟̊̇́̿̂͌́̕ ̵̛̟̖̣͉͔̬̽̒̅͘̕̕d̸̢̧̠̈́̄͋̋̓u̶̮̱̞͍͍̦̣͙͒͒̒̾̆̀͒̀͂ͅm̴̧͎̫̬͛͊b̴̨̧̮̘̭̰̭̦͔̎̄̒̍,̶̧̳͙͍̦͕̜̂͑̄̑̐͝ͅ ̶̘̠̬͖̯̟̆̓̕ͅå̴͍͍̫r̴̮͇̺͓͍̤̂̔͌͜è̵̝̑̔̌ ̷͖̳̩͑͋͂͗͒͗͋͜͠y̶̜̒̓̏͗̐̏̈́͝͠͝ő̵̢̗̘͒̃̉̎́͜ǘ̶̢̼̑͒̓͊͝?̸̴̢̹̺̹͚̱͔͍̜͛̄̄̿͗̊́͒I̷͓͈̥̜̔̏'̴̩͖͉̩̗̥͔͝l̶̨̢̖̘̫̞͙̪̖̊͗̋͝l̴̡͚̝̍̉̔̆͝ ̶̟͉͉͖̔͛͗̈́̽̈́̚͝͝ḥ̷̟̼͋̿̐̑͐̌̌͝ě̵̡̤̩̹̝̮̟̺͇͛̆̂̊͌͆̆͜l̷̡̧̡̠̞̣̜̦̳̀́͐̔̎̔̆̌̕ͅp̸̢̤̮̮̆ͅ ̵̢̮̤̗̜̖̣̈́̂̋̾̒͗̄̏͐y̶̞͐͘ő̶͜u̷̮̣̭̾̄͜ ̸̢̨̢͔͖̰̤̩͎͆͜s̶̲̘̥͙͚̝͐̌ṫ̴̬̞͙̜͛͐̐͑͠u̸̬̹̖͈͗̊̌d̶̢̡̠͕̩͕͈̰̞̝̓͐͗̇̄͋̾ẙ̵̝̦ ̶̭̠̣͓̱̳͕̭͇͋̈́́̊͒͆ͅḻ̴̡̢̨̛̝̭̓̀̆̐̍̇ͅa̵̫͔̞̜̜̟̳̺͈̣͊̌͐̓̕͘̚t̶̢̗͓͔̝̪͒͆́́͝ẻ̵̲̤̺̣̊̇̓̒̓̾̕͜r̴͗͋͊̇̽͌̔̾ͅ,̵͔̻̃̏͑̃̑̒̎̀͜ ̷̖̤̥̭͔͌̈́̈́͌̉͗̕͜͠ơ̸̩̳̗̙̽̈́͊͌́̈́͘͜͝k̷̨͈̪͓̳̗̦̗̼̤̅̎̄̿̂à̷͎̺̝̜̰̱͖͙̝͖̐̌͛̂y̸̼͓̦̘̩͍̜̘͙͂̋͠?̴̧̳̞̝̤͍̉̇͐̓͆̀ ̷͓͚̥̥͓͒̓͊̒̓̒̈͋
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Reina softly groaned, and turned over, falling off her chair and crashing shoulder first onto the stone floor.
{Drakka->Reina}
Finally up?.
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The little 'Dream' Reina had after she collapsed in Chapter 10-11.
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Heyo, David from the future here.
Decided not to change anything on this chapter, thanks for reading!
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[HIATUS]I Was Reborn, So I Chose To Become A Reaper.
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