Baptized in Pink and Blood

Baptized in Pink and Blood

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A fanfiction inspired by Nakiso's Vocaloid song Retry Now! My own canon for the story the song tells. Miku isn't just a magical girl, she's a girl cursed with the power to reincarnate herself as well as others... And she uses that power for one thing alone: him. In every lifetime, she searches for the same boy. In every lifetime, she confesses. And every time he pulls away, she does the unthinkable. She ends the story right there, his life, her own, so she can drag them both into another cycle, another "reset," hoping the next world will finally give her the love she's been chasing for ages. Two hundred million lifetimes. Two hundred million rewinds. The same obsession, the same heartbreak, the same desperate hope. This fic dives into the twisted romance behind the song: a love trapped in an endless loop, threaded with echoes of Buddhist ideas like samsara and the eternal wheel of rebirth. Maybe this time... she'll get it right. Maybe this time... he'll break the cycle.
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"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

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