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Darkness. Flash. Blood. Do you know how it feels like to be tortured? Kura Boseki is an orphan well now she is, her guardian made her want to run away. While she was running away from the lady she found herself an orphanage and started to live there. She was the most lonely girl in the orphanage, it was getting more awkward since she would never talk and just stare, everyone would be 5 feet away from her because of a kid that told everyone to. They say anyone who goes near her she will kill them. Until she met the two twins, the three were like the partners in crime buddies. She showed them the weapons she found, so they brought it to class one day. She started to mumble some words to them, very sheepishly.
Once they each chose a person to torture they started to murder more and more people, it's really addicting. Kura Boseki, the one orphan girl, who seems to enjoy killing, the one who is uncomfortable around people. Could she be the victim of her parent's death? Could she be the one who tortured the girl who use to say mean things to her? Could she be the one who brainwashed all *bleep*.
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