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The Spectre is bored, very much so. Having to watch mortals running for their lives is becoming stale and they hate it. They should enjoy it for all eternity but they unconsciously refuse.
A peculiar letter suddenly appeared in his realm. The contents within were interesting. It talks about a new map, another world, making it a new arena specifically for the two swordmasters, Shedletsky and 1x1x1x1. A goal was written in the letter, “Either one of the swordmasters is killed by their own hand or destroy all evils that threatens the world.”.
The Spectre has to think about this, it is essentially a risk that could make both of them unusable after this experiment.
The Spectre laughs in temptation, thinking of the possibilities that might happen in the world that this letter suggests. Many voices within themselves, voicing their agreements of this with the occasional denials.
They write a reply, put it into the letter and wait excitedly.
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*Thank you Spectre for your cooperation, I am glad that you agree to this hehe*