Death Comes For the Unlucky BY Kumiko

Kumiko watched the emotions cross Vela's face, intrigued. Truth be told, she had gained all of her sister's emotions, and yet, her favorite emotion was reaction. She enjoyed seeing the pain and uncertainty, the jealousy as it twisted around the hearts of others. They were together. She called upon him, as she called upon me. Gifted us bodies, as long as we served a purpose. Kumiko stated, unflinchingly. Fen'Harel served many purposes. Protector, friend, confidante. Teacher.

The ancient elf tilted her head back to study the trees above them. Yes. Vela had uttered her name, and she returned her gaze to the elvhen woman's, dark hues narrowing slightly. Though this body belongs to my sister, Yukiko. You may call us Ko.