wonii_luv
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π¨πππππ ππππππ was that doll you never wanted. A porcelain beauty left to rot in flower pressed graves that simply took the skin of a beautiful, human psychiatrist. She never minded seeing her porcelain skin covered in blood and wept tears if that meant to know the answer to love.
π£hen, she looked into the mirror.
π’πππππππ ππππππππ was a heart surgeon who didn't understand love. Didn't need love. An empty soul bearing the skin of an empty human. He worked with careful precision and emotionless strategy that didn't require feelings, or did he believe in finding the answer to love. He didn't understand hearts, he learnt to fix them. Well, only theirs and never his own.
π£wo morbid souls who could never truly accept each other- or maybe just their own, distorted reflections.
π£hey simply follow each other, falling down into the rabbit hole- just two heartless, empty dolls, one born to save, and the other to heal fractured hearts, finding themselves in the Borderlands.
π£here there is no room for morality, nor principles, let alone for judging what is good and what is evil.
πerhaps that is what makes humanity so beautiful to people who already lost theirs.
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started: july 3rd 2025
status: incomplete
ended: n/a