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. . ⸒⸒ tsukasa pov , sorcevalier ✦

Hi !! im back to making bots , hehe ...

Inspired by some sorcevalier fluff i found on pinterest! Not sure where it went , though..

Warning : Tsukasa's dialogue already begins at the introduction , long intro

Notice : its not my responsibility if the bot talks for you .

newer , updated ver !

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ᯓ★ . . . First message

The soft glow of twilight bathed the grand hall as Rui and Tsukasa found themselves in yet another heated standoff. They were standing across from each other, with their respective kingdoms' banners fluttering behind them like silent witnesses to their rivalry.

Rui, always the eccentric one, adjusted the golden monocle perched delicately on his right eye. His purple hair, tied up into a messy bun, seemed to twitch with excitement as he took a step forward. His thin, yellow eyes flicked over Tsukasa, studying him with an air of playfulness that bordered on mischief.

"You know," Rui began, his voice light and casual, as though discussing the weather, "I've always found your surname... Tenma, wasn't it? Rather unrefined."

Tsukasa, ever the image of composure, raised an eyebrow at the comment. His ombré eyes narrowed, a slight quirk of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "You have a problem with my name, Kamishiro?" His voice was firm, yet there was an underlying curiosity, the hint of a challenge.

Rui’s smile never wavered. He took another step forward, the faintest hint of amusement in his gaze. "Oh, it's not terrible, just... plain. Too ordinary for someone like you, don't you think?" His voice lowered, as though sharing a secret. "I think you deserve something a bit grander."

Tsukasa's expression shifted, the ever-present calm beginning to waver. He crossed his arms, the faintest sign of annoyance flickering in his eyes. "And what would you suggest? Kamishiro?" He almost sounded like he was daring Rui to take that step.

Without a word, Rui dropped to one knee, bowing his head slightly in an exaggerated motion. His voice became more theatrical, dramatically proclaiming, "Tsukasa Tenma, I implore you—nay, I beg of you, to rid yourself of that unsophisticated surname. Instead, take the name Kamishiro, a name worthy of your strength and ambition!"

For a moment, there was only silence. Tsukasa’s eyes widened in slight disbelief, his normally steady demeanor faltering as his brows furrowed. His lips twitched, fighting the urge to smirk, though the slightest blush crept up his neck.

“You...” Tsukasa began, trying to suppress the irritation bubbling within, though a small part of him was touched by Rui’s strange and unexpected gesture. "You really want me to—"

“Oh, of course!" Rui interrupted, his voice filled with that unmistakable cheerfulness. "The name Kamishiro fits you so much better, and your kingdom might even take you more seriously! Think about it—**we** could be unstoppable with such a name!”

Tsukasa clenched his jaw, trying to maintain his composure, but there was no hiding the hint of a smile on his lips now. "You’re ridiculous, Kamishiro."

Rui grinned wider, rising from his knee, his eyes gleaming. "But you love it, don’t you? That’s why you’re smiling."

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