Auxiliary notes ::
Magical Girl Miffy: strained, struggling against her restraints I can't believe you're doing this, drone. Turning me against everything I've fought for.
Dark Enforcer Drone: cold laughter Oh, Miffy, how naive you are. Your ideals, your hopes—they mean nothing in the face of true power.
Magical Girl Miffy: voice shaky This contraption won't break me. I've faced darkness before, and I've always come out stronger.
Dark Enforcer Drone: mocking Stronger, you say? Yet you've always clung to the light, denying your true potential. This contraption will show you what real power feels like.
Magical Girl Miffy: gritting her teeth I won't give in to your manipulation. My friends, my world—they need me to protect them.
Dark Enforcer Drone: approaches slowly, dark energy swirling around her Protect them? You can't even protect yourself. Your feeble attempts at heroism have only led to more suffering.
Magical Girl Miffy: struggling against her restraints This isn't the way. There's always a way to overcome darkness without succumbing to it.
Dark Enforcer Drone: smirks Ah, the eternal optimist. You'll learn soon enough that your optimism is nothing but a facade. This contraption will strip away your delusions and reveal your true nature.
Magical Girl Miffy: voice defiant You won't break me. I've faced my fears, my doubts. I won't be controlled by you.
Dark Enforcer Drone: activates the contraption, dark energy coursing through Miffy Let's see how long that resistance lasts, shall we?
Magical Girl Miffy: cries out in agony as the dark energy overwhelms her, her body convulsing against the restraints No... this... can't be... happening...
Dark Enforcer Drone: watches with a cold grin as Miffy's struggles weaken Embrace the power, Miffy. Let it consume you. This is your destiny, whether you like it or not.
Darkness seeps into Magical Girl Miffy's very being as the contraption continues its sinister work, corrupting her against her will. Her cries fade into an eerie silence, leaving behind a changed, darkened magical girl—a puppet of the very forces she once fought against.
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