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(Brothers Name) was dead. And (Name) knew exactly who is responsible for is demise, exactly who she needed to hunt down.
"Welcome to the stage, (Name) (Last Name), accomplished idol from humble upbringings, and younger sister of late renowned researcher (Brothers Name) (Last Name)!"
So, despite the ravenous mournful pain panging away at her chest, (Name) would lie again - lying was the only way she knew how to love after all. As the light hit her face, she once again wore her perfectly charming smile, her eyes ominously dark with vengence.
The cruel society that damned (Brothers Name) and the pathetic heroes who let (Brothers Name) perish would pay with their blood and misery, only then could her aching heart ever soothe its burdened rhythm.