15 - apple crown XX
Warm and warm and warm.
The soft morning light brushes his delicate babyface.
The little, old head skull by his hand, always preserved and cleaned to white.
A step and another.
Kei walks lazily across the long, dark hall. Leaving the grand, bloody bedroom behind his steps.
A white, red patterned cloth tied to his hand, and a full set attire painted in crimson blood.
Who wouldn't be shocked to death when seeing the boy's appearance?
But this is his manor.
His home, where anything is possible.
May it be blood rain, or dinner of the youngest child's tongue as pudding, or lewdness.
This is his manor, any wicked sin is likely to fall.
But the life of this manor, who outside of this prison knows of its truth?
Kei stops his steps in front of a massive door. Red and black. Written a symbol only the people of the manor and CREATORS know.
---"THE PRINCE"---
Kei smiles as he pushes the door open, revealing a bright room with a huge piranha tank at the corner.
A man with messy hair, a full naked body, and tattoos, lies on the white majestic bed.
Beside him, three teenage boys play him. Or was playing with him before Kei politely interrupts their play-time.
Bed fully splattered with white, sticky liquid. Where is clean or tainted, no one could know.
And just below the bed, crimson bloody red cut bodies lie. A broken wine bottle, a long chain, and red binding ropes act as the cheese on top.
The man averts his eyes to Kei, "Kei, what brings you here?"
Kei steps inside.
"Oh," the man who finally notices the blood on Kei's white clothes tilts his head, "You're supposed to play with your brothers. Not killing them, stupid child. And stop bringing that skull around, you look like a maniac."
The days in this manor, who could walk out alive with the knowledge of it?
"Why is it always you?" the man slowly walks towards Kei, an expensive decorated knife in hand, "Always you, the one with bloodied hands most of the time."
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