[⋆⊹﹆ꮺଘ⊹ ᨒ ꕤ✧] 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬. "What? Suprised I can wield a blade? I'm not a fragile, innocent, child. please don't treat me a such...My blade is as bloody as anyone who's fought before...if not more." "𝐓𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝." "My dear, don't you know? Her creation in itself was an unfortunate event. How tragic was poor, young, Belladonna's life...such an illustrious and bright young lady. But history has always had its eyes on her, so the poor girl just...cracked." "ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴄʜᴏᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴘʀɪᴅᴇ, sᴏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's ɴᴏ ᴜsᴇ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ɪᴛ." "How was I supposed to feel? there's no use in crying now, is there? I knew very well that I'd never see any of them again, so it's my fault really , for setting my hopes up like that..but still" "σн, σρнєℓια,нєανєη нєℓρ α ƒσσℓ ωнσ ƒαℓℓѕ ιη ℓσνє." [𓍼ഒଘ✧⋆ǂ⋆﹅๑, ✦⋆﹅﹅𓂅⊹ꕤଘଘ𓂅.]