6 years later after being found
Cecilia's age: 15
Flaire's age: 14
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Cecilia's p.o.v
The world really didn't change,death mixed in the air,raging dragons high on the sky roaming,a lot of black markets,and slaves.
"Hey!" I suddenly felt a familiar push on the back and fell off the edge of our balcony.
Too familiar....
"FLAIRE!!!" I was drenched with water as I evacuated out of our pool.
Flaire laughed at me while I was chasing her at a slow pace😑
The sounds of my uniform made unpleasant sounds.
Plus what's worse about the uniform that it was f&cking heavy!
It was made out special material and that b&tch Flaire knew 😒
It was so heavy that I had to roll to my butler,Sebastian💕
Sebastian is a guy that me and flaire abducted 😒
As some people might have guess he looks like the guy in "black butler" .... With different personality😬
We tried to make him our ideal Sebastian,but-"Sebastian can u help me take my clothes off😅."
He unbutton my cape and zipped down my uniform.
"Is this special service?😍"
Me>☺️
Him>😃
Me>😈
Him>💀 dead :p
"Don't ever make jokes like that again!😠" I said while I walked out of the room.
I walked to our other servant which we found on the streets,Spirit✨.
Of course he was drenched too...🙈
"What." He gave me a cold stare like he did to everyone else. His usual treatment. Me and Flaire both have our eyes on him😍
I handed my soaked clothes drenched in freezing water," here you go."
For a reason... I kept looking at his body. He was wearing white😭 so proud of Flaire.
Spirit then held his hands over his body to cover his chest.
"You're not a girl -.- "
"Then how come I have bigger boobs than Flaire ."
Holy crap this made my day 😂 I laughed
And apparently Flaire heard.
"I'm still in progress-"She burst through the halls.
"Progress of becoming flatter😏" I interrupted.
Flaire then rushed into the laundry room with a furious face. Now it was between me and her...,"you're gonna pay for telling a lie!"
Flaire then grabbed her hell stone and smashed it with her hands. Light then glowed directly coming from her palm. Her blood was dripping as her price for placing a hell stone. Especially when it's our land!!!
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Hope is a fraud
HorrorSupernatural beings are regarded as fiction, but is it? Any human can list "unreal" powers and monsters, but really how did they come up with such ideas? It turns out the universe has a dark side.... No it never had a light or gleaming ray of hope...
