When you woke up, you noticed two things that made you feel dread. One, you didn't know where the hell you were. Two, you had the height of an ant. Not the best start. Looking around, you noticed you were in some kind of bedroom, but who could the owner be?
You were trying to figure out how to deal with the situation when you heard... ¿footsteps? Man, this size thing was hard to get used to. Then, you heard someone enter. Time to see who you were going to deal with... You couldn't be more surprised when you saw the answer to that question.
It was a woman. But any, either. Purple hair, purple eyes, and a figure not commonly found, except in famous girls, like actresses, models and the like.
"Wait, is that Miya? From Sekirei? I don't know if this is going to be good or bad for me" you thought.
Miya, as most of the female Sekirei, was a looker. But, there were some things about her personality that you couldn't help but dislike. Like her guilty pleasure of spying people with microphones disguised as rubber ducks. You didn't hate her character, but you didn't like her either.
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