blood must shed for time to reset

From an elaborate world of structure and order, Circe would come to know deviance, rebellion, and love, through the kiss of her target.

Regulus Black, with his inexplicable love of muggle novels and house-elves, was to be killed. Scraped from his world of magic and Politics. Albeit in the soul of his killer, he'd grasp the affection deprived of him growing up. His future was consumed by blood, anguish, and calamity, but maybe it would be worth it.

Maybe the two brain-washed antagonists would turn from propaganda and find solace in each other. Or maybe, in the end, it would just to be too late for them. For offsprings of abuse rarely ever get repose.