“Who…are you?” Vierne asked. The figure became clear.
“I’m Belladonna , the Great Reaper of Souls.”
“It’s you!” Vierne pointed at her. “Why are you here !? No , rather , where are we !?”
“I don’t know who you are…” Belladonna said. “But this is my dream. The dream I’ve been protecting all this time.”
“Dream…” Vierne looked around but all he sees is darkness. All of a sudden everything went bright. “Tch- What is it this time?” Vierne covered his eyes. The next thing he knew , he was already in a place which looked like the God’s manor. “Huh? The manor? Wait a minute…” He looked at the surroundings and realized the place was different.
“This is where I live.” Belladonna appeared beside Vierne. “Look. That’s me.” She pointed at the enormous gate. The gate opened and Vierne saw Belladonna coming out wearing a student uniform.
“Since you’re the first one to ever enter my world , I’ll tell you a story as a special privilege.” Belladonna smiled. “A story about love , passion , and death. A story where death falls in love.”
“Have you heard? “
“Ah ! Yes ! I did ! That devil’s child , right? “
“ She just brings bad luck ! Damn that monster ! “
Everyday is always like this . I am Belladonna . My name means deadly poison in the language of flowers . Everyday , in every minute of my life , I would always hear these kind of tales . But to me , these tales that have been passed by others to others is proof of people’s idiocy .
Devil’s Child ? Monster ? These guys should go buy a mirror .
[ Tick . Tick . Tick . ]
“Ahh … “ Belladonna stopped “This ticking again ... “
Ever since I can remember , I’ve been hearing this ticking in my head , as if counting down something . My now deceased parents would always say it was a sign from above . Such foolishness .
Belladonna touched her forehead covering half of her face . “What a terrifying sound. “ without changing the emotions on her face , she continued to walk . There , she continues to walk and walk , not minding the cold stares she was receiving .
“ Ah , it’s the cursed child! “ one murmured .
“ Shh ! She might hear us ! “
I can hear you pretty clear though .
She turned to the corner which people rarely take .
“Ah ! That place is … “ Some voice that emitted fear
“ That’s the street where serial killings happened ! “
“ That demon ! “
The screams turned to whispers as Belladonna walked further away , fading slowly and slowly .
“Demon … ? “ Belladonna whispered to herself “ Such a rude understatement . Can’t blame them though . “ She sighed . Belladonna looked down for a moment as if tracking something . The moment she looked up - Her eyes that used to be ocean-deep blue turned crimson red . Her face , still as stoical as ever . The wind rushed into her long straight black hair .That’s right … She thought to herself . Keep being scared by this figure of mine . Your fear make the ‘powerful ‘ . She cut short , as if taking secret pleasure . Yes . I , the one briefly unto Gods themselves , shall bring the dead salvation .
BINABASA MO ANG
Alice Game : Dawn of Recreation
FantasyAfter thousands of years of slumber - The last gods on the universe have finally awoken . With the new surroundings right now - they find it a great achievement by the humans . But it seems like the humans were not the only one who changed .
