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After hours of hard work, Blade and Cyborg stood in the room, looking at the final result.

Blade (hands on his hips, eyes sparkling as he looks around): "Alright… this… this is a masterpiece! It's more beautiful than all the museums in the world! More beautiful than the Mona Lisa! Even more beautiful than… well, nothing is more beautiful than me, but this comes close!"

Cyborg (sighs): "You're exaggerating."

Blade (ignores him, walks around the room, and gently places a hand on one of the walls, speaking in an uncharacteristically soft tone): "Honestly… thanks, Cyborg. For the first time in my life… I have a place of my own."

Cyborg (raises an eyebrow, curious): "What do you mean?"

Blade (looks at him, silent for a moment, then grins mischievously): "I mean, for the first time, I can hang my underwear somewhere without someone stealing it to use as a mask!"

Cyborg (facepalms, sighs deeply, then turns toward his room, shaking his head): "I can't believe I actually felt bad for you for a second…"

Blade (calling after him): "Oh, come on, admit it! You were touched by my deep words! Wait, are you crying?! Bro, I know you're crying!"

Cyborg (from a distance, slamming his door shut): "Go to sleep before I blow that new room up on your head!"

Blade (laughs, then leans against the wall, smirking at the reader): "You know what? I think I'm starting to like this place… But don't tell anyone, I'll lose my reputation!"

As the night fell and Cyborg left, Blade made sure the hallway was empty, then stepped out and stood in front of Raven's room.

Blade (standing at Raven's door, knocking lightly, playfully): "Hey, Raven! It's me, Blade—the amazing, the handsome, the badass, the owner of a golden heart and a filthy mouth… Can we talk?"

Silence. No response from inside.

Blade (hands on his waist, looking at the reader): "Alright, I expected that… Time for Plan B: entering through the window! Because privacy is just a suggestion, right?"

He moves toward her window, jumps up skillfully, grabs onto the ledge, and peeks inside—only to find Raven sitting on the floor near the door, her head lowered, lost in thought.

Blade (blinking in surprise, then smirking at the reader): "Wow, I wasn't expecting to find her in the melancholic meditation position… Or maybe she's watching anime without subtitles. Both are exhausting."

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Hi This me the writer i wan just tell you that We've now reached 15,000 words! I want you all to blow this story up and push it to the top ranks! And when it gets there, there will be a special chapter for all the fans!

Thank you all!Signed,The Writer

(Blade suddenly shoves his head into the screen)

Blade: "Fuck you, writer! I swear, one day I'll get my revenge for all the shit you put me through, you bastard...!"

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He sneaks inside through the window quietly, but miscalculates his landing, making a soft thud.

Raven (snapping her head up, her eyes glowing with dark energy as she raises a hand to cast a spell at him): "What are you doing here?!"

Blade (hands up instantly, grinning confidently): "Wait! Wait! Don't blast me with your adorable demonic powers! I was just checking if you were okay!"

Raven (narrowing her eyes, though her energy dims slightly): "And who said I need you to check on me?"

Blade (placing a hand on his chest, feigning shock): "Oh, I have been wounded! I can barely go on! That emotional stab cut deeper than all the real stabs I took today!"

Raven (sighs, lowering her head slightly again): "Why are you here, Blade?"

Blade (sitting in front of her, resting his elbows on his knees, looking at her with rare seriousness): "Because I noticed you're not okay… and that's not just a hunch. It's the same feeling I get when there are deadly traps ahead. It's survival instinct… and I'm very good at surviving."

Raven (glancing away, trying to hide her unease): "I'm fine."

Blade (grinning slyly, leaning closer): "Oh, sure, and I'm a respectable saint who wears his underwear on his head, and Batman throws weekly BBQ parties in his cave!"

Raven (raising an eyebrow, deadpan): "You're annoying."

Blade (placing his hand on his chest again, smiling): "And you say that like it's an insult, when really, it's a badge of honor!"

A few seconds of silence pass before Blade speaks again, his voice quieter.

Blade: "Raven, I suck at emotional conversations, but I know you've been through a lot… and we've been through a lot together. So, if you need someone to share the weight… well, here I am. And I'm staying, whether you like it or not."

Raven (studying him for a moment, then offering a faint smile before pulling her hood up again): "You… are an idiot."

Blade (grinning at the reader): "And you're trying so hard not to admit I'm the most awesome idiot you've ever met!"

Raven (after a moment of silence, sighs and lowers her head): "I didn't want anyone to worry about me… It's just… a lot."

Blade (sitting beside her, leaning back against the wall, looking up at the ceiling): "Oh, I totally get that. You know how many times I've felt that way? Pretty much every time everyone tries to kill me—which, by the way, happens a lot. I mean, seriously, there's a waiting list to kill me longer than the line at a free taco stand."

Raven (lifting her head slightly, giving him a cryptic look): "That's not the same."

Blade (turning to her with a small side-smirk, his voice softer): "No, but it's close enough. Feeling like the whole world wants you to fall, wants you to be something you don't want to be… I know what that's like, Dark Princess."

Raven (glancing away, speaking in a quiet voice): "I don't want to be like my father… I don't want to hurt anyone, but sometimes it feels like I don't have a choice."

Blade (resting his hand on his knee, leaning slightly toward her): "Everyone's got a dark side, Raven. The difference is how we choose to deal with it. Me? I choose sarcasm, jokes, and being an amazingly obnoxious bastard. You? You fight to stay strong, even when everyone expects you to break. And that… is damn impressive."

Raven (watching him for a moment, considering his words, then whispering): "Sometimes… I wish I could be like you, Blade. Just… ignore everything. Laugh in the face of my problems. Act like nothing matters."

Blade (offering a small smile, his voice warmer than usual): "Well, first of all, no one can be me. That's both a blessing and a curse, trust me. Secondly… it's not that simple. The jokes? The ridiculousness? That's my way of fighting back. But I do get you… more than you think."

Raven (looking at him directly, her voice low): "Why do you care?"

Blade (raising an eyebrow, then looking at the reader as if shocked by the question): "Oh, deep question! Alright, I have a ready-made answer, but let me think for a second so I don't sound like a complete clown…"

He pauses for a moment, then looks at her with an unusual seriousness.

Blade: "Because I see something in you, Raven. Something others don't. You're stronger than you think—not just because of your powers, but because of the way you fight every single day to be you. And that? That's worth noticing."

Raven (her eyes widening slightly before lowering her head, a small smile hidden under her hood): "You… are weird."

Blade (laughing, gesturing at himself): "And you're just now figuring that out? Girl, we really need to work on your observational skills!"

They laugh together for a moment before silence settles again—this time, more comfortable. As if something invisible had shifted between them.

Blade (standing up, stretching his arms, sighing): "Alright, I think I'll leave now before I turn into some dramatic teen show protagonist and start writing poetry about loneliness and fate."

Raven (chuckling as she looks at him): "Now that would be a sight to see."

Blade (placing a hand over his heart as if he's been stabbed): "Ah! Right in my soul, Dark Girl. Alright, I shall now exit in a dramatic fashion, as befits a hero of my caliber!"

He strides confidently toward the window, throws it open with unnecessary flair, stands on the edge as if preparing for the most legendary acrobatic leap in history—then immediately loses his balance.

Blade (falling): "For the third time today, I swear gravity has a personal vendetta against me—!"

He crashes onto the ground with a loud thud, lying there for a moment before slowly lifting his head, cursing loudly, then glaring up at the window.

Blade: "Okay… is this a joke? Is the writer messing with me? Or am I just a brilliant dumbass?"

Raven (peering down from the window, covering her mouth to stifle a laugh): "You know… you could've just used the door."

Blade (raising a finger as if about to argue, then stopping, before facepalming against the ground in defeat): "Why… didn't I think of that?! Oh, this is embarrassing. Let's just pretend this never happened, okay?"

Raven (shaking her head, smiling as she closes the window, mumbling to herself): "Idiot… but a likable idiot."

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