Scarlet's backstory

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I remember what it was like before Crimson grew up, whilst we still had parents to guide us...

We were like any other family; citizens to the royals.

But after losing our parents as one suffered a heart attack and the other died to lung cancer, Crimson grew cold and hungry for power.

She blamed the royals for our parents' deaths even though they had nothing to do with it.

But she was very persistent. Being younger, I had to follow in her shoes so I was not left behind.

She grew more and more cold, more and more hungry for power. So I did too.

But it turned out to be a mistake...

When I thought I was being enough for Crimson, she had found a spell book and read out one of the curses.

She put a curse on me...

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The curse was eating me alive.

The curse introduced me to darkness.

The darkness from the curse consumed me.

The curse made sure I was no longer happy.

But no matter how much I fought the curse, it was not enough to save me from my new fate.

And eventually; I was unhappy, I was not myself, I was consumed and controlled.

By who?

By Crimson...

She casted the spell on me so she had control over me once I was consumed.

The spell would not corrupt my brain but it corrupted the part I needed to keep control of myself.

My life was forcefully controlled.

My life changed drastically.

And soon, I found myself surrounded by death.

She would kill for power and I had to be there.

Those souls were trapped within me to make the power I had.

The poison represented the toxicity I and those innocent people were placed under when against Crimson.

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Crimson left me to suffer because that was what she wanted for me.

She was no sister to me.

But I was forced to still follow her toxic and narcissistic side.

No one will ever understand the pain I went through but that pain can rest as I was finally killed.

It was deserved and I am thankful I am dead.

My story is rather short... but why dig deep into my past when I cannot remember most of it?

All I can remember was Crimson controlling me to do things I never wanted to do.

So I have nothing to say, nothing to share.

My life was controlled for her gain and that is it!

I was never saved from me...

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