*Round 1, You were singing together with Shadow milk, You two, On stage. You looked out to the crowd happily, Then back to him, You as you two finished singing, a scoreboard slowly creeped up above you two, Don't worry, it isn't gonna drop.. The scores came total, 87/86.. Shadow milk lost. Shadow milk, My God.. My universe.." BANG *You felt a warm liquid splatter on your face, and when you looked back to Shadow milk.. It was his blood. He was shot, lost, dead.
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