Roses as red as crimson blood.
Used to bathe and nourished with the purest water.
Now bathes in blood.
But whose blood does it belong to?
וו×
Ever so charming,
So calming.
Features that lulls everyone it desires to a pit of pleasure,
Is as deceiving as it gets.
Stone-cold heart, gives no mercy to anyone.
Why are they doing this?
For what cost?
Is their goal so important that they dragged multiple puppets into their game?
Why would they manipulate so many?
They?
Or is it just him all along?
וו×
You might think you escaped the inevitable, but no.
They're coming.
You can't escape.
You can't run away from something worse that death himself.
They're coming for you.
וו×
All those years, useless.
Memories? Irrelevant.
Sometimes your worst enemy is the people you care for so much.
How many is the pawn?
How many is the masterminds?
Stop.
Please, stop.
I don't want this anymore.
Make it stop.
I beg of you.
וו×
"I supposed it can't be helped, such a waste..."
"Why are you...?"
"I'm so sorry... he made me do it..."
"Why don't you just... refuse him...? It doesn't need to end this way... Please..."
"Run away...? You don't understand, if I don't do this, I may end up like him, abandoned in the garden, dead."
"Please...!"
"I-I'm sorry..."
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