Haruhara’s ears pressed back for a moment, tail hanging low. This lasted for perhaps only a few seconds–before he (forcibly) perked back up. “I’m a paradox given life–an agent of chaos! Who said I need a real good reason to want to fight you? ‘Sides, you act like I intend to lose!”

(Dark chuckles quietly, amused by the cat-creature’s forced response. The living paradox doth protest too much.)

You said it yourself, that you have a deathwish. One can easily extrapolate from that that you will court death in battle, even if you do not consciously attempt to fail.


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