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♢ɢʀᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢꜱ ʟᴀᴅɪᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇᴍᴇɴ, ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀᴍɪɴᴏ! ʜᴏᴡ ᴀʀᴇ yᴏᴜ? ɪ ʜᴏᴩᴇ yᴏᴜ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀꜱ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ! ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ yᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ɴᴏᴡ? ɪ ʜᴏᴩᴇ yᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛɪɴɢ (ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ yᴏᴜʀ ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀꜱ ᴏɴ ᴍy ᴩʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ, ɪꜰ yᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀɴꜱᴡᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴄᴏᴏʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ.)!

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ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴩᴀʀᴛᴇᴄɪᴩᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛɪᴛʟᴇꜱ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ ɪɴ ʀᴇᴀʟʟy ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍy ʙʟᴏᴏᴅy ꜱᴛᴏʀy :x: ᴄʀᴇᴇᴩy ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ :x: ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴩᴇʀꜱᴏɴ, ᴡʜᴏ ɪ ᴄᴏɴꜱɪᴅᴇʀ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀʟ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴇʟᴩꜱ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍy ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ꜰᴜɴ! ᴡʜy ᴡʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀy? ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴩᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ᴅᴇᴄɪꜱɪᴏɴ, ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀy ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪᴛꜱ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴩᴀʀᴛ ᴅɪᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴠɪɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴇ. ɪᴛꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴜᴛᴇꜱᴄᴇɴᴇꜱ ᴄʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ; ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴ ɪɴᴅᴇᴇᴅ ꜰɪɴᴀʟ ᴛᴏ ᴍy ꜱᴛᴏʀy ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴏ ᴩᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ʙᴜᴛ, ɪᴛꜱ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀɴ ɪʀʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴇqᴜᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴩɪᴇᴄᴇ. ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜰᴜɴ!

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After her return from the alive Homeworld for finding a person who could be her spouse but, she could not because she was invisible to humans eyesight; the sad demoness returned to Underword unhappy until going to Hell, her unforgiven home.

So never seen and listened, her chained eyes were looking that ground which she called sweet home.

Dark clounds covered the sky, light never existed.

The land seemed abandoned, stolen and rogue.

Undoness lived only there, inside that grotty place: It was sorrounded from walls, set in such away to shaping a colossal and not very large corridor.

There were lots of caves, set one near or updown one from other composing a kind of city or village.

Those caves were ornated from balconies, pillars, walls and roofes. All were made of broken wood.

The cursed teleported on the first abitation. There were three burning sticks there, where she looked a person inside those painful and dakrkish flames.

The screams were masculine, repeating more times blasphemies against the life and light.

His continuing shouts stopped when he was looking the demoness ing over, he pushed bad words against the undone who stopped in front of.

"Wretched Demon, why are you staying in silence while I am suffering into this hell? Why are you doing these things to me, Dragon's daughter from grotty glance? What have I done for gaining this? Ask me!"

The darkest did not answer him. She cut off the trank with her bloodly broadsword. The flames disappeared from the damaged man and her hand grabbed his forearm with violent strength.

She threw the poor young man against the wall, and the demoness appeared near his afraid glance touching his lips evily and softly. He hated her.

"And now!? Why are you helping me, cruel creature? Where are we going, evil woman? Answer me!"

She did not speak again, she was forced mute.

She spoke always with ive and rigid movements, and they were mated from violent gestures. Those moves awayd tortured humans.

She was not neither maniac and insane, she was sick perhaps. But she was sick inside in really.

Her right hand took his neck. Her fingertips pressed his poor throat, while her fearful red eyes were observing his squeaking glance and she killed him with her long nails after. She launched him on the fire and she walked way, leaving that corpse to its macabre and terrible destiny without pily.

It was the fourteenth dary of February's month.

It was the great Valentine Day, the lovers festival.

Almost all people ed to the festival, but her: she did not enjoyed when she was still human, because she did not believe into Love probably and she like no boy from her age. She hated Valentine Day.

She hated every festivals, specially if they were religious because she found noisy and bad them.

Her family was then religious, specially Catholic, but her; Soren believed only into dark essences, which whispered her what she could react or doing and she considered friends them.

She had never had real friends in her material life, but she found very well with those lost souls. Everything finished suddenly, her parents realized something which triggered her feelings: they saw the daughter speaking alone. They saw a demonic picture beyond her shadow, over at that. Suddenly the poor girl closed on herself: for more times, she tried to pierce the heart and this suicide's tentative was a faillure.

An other day, the young pierced the forearm from the pain provocated by the mother who, closed her on her bedroom and her is considered the cause of the father's death. There her glance pointed to the moon, finding to speak it becoming very sick for more days: the poor young grabbed a knife, found on the table, and she scratched her chest without pily.

Such fact, she hated so much herself and she broke the window's glass, going out to where she wanted: she lost around the dark forest, after to have ran for more and the poor cup disappeared.

After to be fallen on the dark hole, she realized to have got an hole shaped on her chest. While a cruel voice told her to be still alive but heartless.

Then no way, Lucifer gave her immortality so that she can ravaging for him weak spirits and, the darkest one agreed his propose.

From that unhappy day, she came around stealing souls and doing company to youngs who had choosen the terrible alternative like she did.

Actually she harped always those bad thoughts about how the things would like happening in different way but, she retired until when she saw a mirror. A sudden will came inside herself and she did further, she walked to the big oval thing and she resflected her beautiful and demonic image.

The twisted had got blonde long ruffle hair with a tuft on her forehead, hidding the broken black pearl on it, eyes, of tight updown triangular shape type, which were sorrounded from eyeliner, are yellow in sclera with red iris. She brang stickers from broken yellow thri-tip star in eyes sides: they had got a ripped tip near her nose, the firsts from eye to the forehead sides and one from the eyes to her cheecks. Her nose was regular, her lips were almost thin with dark blue lipstick, face was heart shape and pale. She dressed a kind of choker around the neck and, a blue heavy collar which interlinked the shoulder pads with the armor.

She had got a black oval quartz on her back near the belt which, keeps thingh the shoulder pads avoiding to no fall them. Then a quarts was as a necklacke while, the shoulders were covered from almost compacted shoulder pads: they are set up between them colored of white, in up, and dark blue, in down tinght from a belt where, two blue bends pair attached on Its strange belt. She had got almost large dark green strips which sorrounds her almost dark grey slender arms' up part, It presented a double step wrist where the blue's part is up to the longest white end waved part.

She was hiding a tattoo on itself, It set of a cursed dragon: It was creepy and evil, Its paralyzed movement did not bring lucky. Thus the freak one was hugging a broken Earth with Its wings, full of oval holes, and the globe burnt near there.

She weared a kind of stolen armor, which goes out three very curved tips near her shoulder pads. Four kind of claws went out from part down of it, and a belt made of the same unknown armor's material. While the lower were grey from up and green till to her knees where she dressed a double step boots. Their blue part was up to the longest white end waved part, finishing with tipped yellow piece of feet. The boots were a bit raised, from gold heels.

She saw herself a monster, undone and stolen.

Her haunted face kept in front of that crystal, whose was a creature-like shadow inside. It went out the beautiful eyes from the blood's color, Its shape was an insane dragon and suddenly mirror died broken into thousands stolen pieces.

Its sweet and horrible fingertips touched her chin, caring after every her fake tearful visage; Its mouth kissed her dark blue lips randomly but, she did not reacted at the freak's malefic touching. Smiled it.

"Look at me, dear my sad friend. Do you me? I was your classmate, Mike and I am inside this evil mirror. I was denied by my girlfriend because she rested shocked from cutting off on my skin, after to have removed my gray t-shirt and she left me down."

She touched the friend's head with bloody hands.

Sadly, she forved the eyes and after closing them, when his claws cared her hair and empty cheeks; Mike's grin seemed demonic but, It was not so bad. It was almost excited and happy for looking his mysterious and ruined ex classmate there.

The shadow creature was bipedal and a bit curved. From long time, he was prisoned into that mirror; the miserable did not free from the invisible bars.

His condiction was worst then her in really: he lost out his humanity while she lost on the humanity, casually and that was a trauma which divided forever their lives. Now they met in that grotty bedroom where she was still suffered everydays.

He felt alone like her and, he was broken as her.

His soul was into the mirrors, she is invisible.

Both were then dead together, in painful words.

They were creepy lovers, they were sons of dark.

His rogue glance observed the poor cup from always, without speaking and feeling something; the cruel suffering did not moving his ripped mouth, while his body could stay paralyzed like his silent and realized love for his ungreed loved one.

The next time reflecting between them, the undone friend decided to build something only for her. He hoped to discover the loved's real features for looking if the damaged was his dear ex friend.

She reflected again to an other mirror, where she met still him who showed her a dragon statue made with his claws; she touched its marble and the good dragon covered her eyes.

Now she felt so well.

This relax was interrupted for some mistake, when his fingers had directly uncovered her right eye and that was a bad sygn for her who had not strip the stikers; his paw took off the right adhesive and she felt more pain, hidding the exposed eye. She cried.

She did not want suffer so much, she put in knees.

She was afraid; painful and imperfect, her bad end.

He worried about her status: he went out his ruined hand and touched her left shoulder. Her trembling glance looked his quiet face, ing about that dark-haired boy from blue eyes who smiled her when he found to save her in past.

Into that suicide forest, they vanished and they lived hidden like very hollows: He was transformed into beast from dragon-like feautures, living on mirrors and he continued to find that threatened friend; while she died in really but she returned alive without pily caused from black fingerclaws, which strapped cruelty her innocent heart and tortured.

Poor lovely children cup. Everydays was always distressed; the two friends began to fall in love between themselves. The same day, Percival vanished suddenly near his hands and painful so he died.

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