"ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴇꜰɪɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɪɴᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴ ɪɴᴛᴇɴꜱᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ; ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ɴᴏ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴡᴇᴀᴋ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ." ⭒ ✧ ⭒ Beneath a full moon, the lips of the white tiger were of a crimson colour. In that accursed paradise the orphanage knew as the bamboo grove, your hands had been stained by the blood of a child because you let the tiger take him from your arms... The moon frowned at the blood. The death of a person is not just a number. The bad guy had to die; that's how every story ends. The world was not wide enough for orphans, anyway. 𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘣𝘺𝘦, 𝘈𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪.