L0VERLIAR
She was an angel. They stole her wings.
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She has never known anything apart from cruelty. She was stolen from her mother as a baby, with only her name. Brighella. After that...all Bri's memories are of a lab. Of doctors. Of cruel voices laughing at her pain.
But soon Bri's usefulness is gone. And so she is drugged and left for dead. Until the circus finds her.
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"She will die, then."
The voices tickle my skull, slithering into my mind through the fog of confusion.
"Jester...did you let us die?"
That's the green one. He's angry. It's because of me, I can tell. Everyone is always angry at me...
The first voice sighs. "...No."
"So why will you let her die, mm?"