(WONDERLAND)
“NOW, now, how should I end this charade, what do you think, Gen?”
Closing the book as he ended with just a few hints of the chapter’s end. Gennivier agrees in a rather forceful way knowing that she does not have any counter words of an attack to his claims, but is caught into a deep thought of who is the person she chooses.
“Tell me JK.”
Opening a question that is deeper from her thoughts, the argument they just had earlier vanished as she somehow swallowed her pride and gave to his taunts, for she wanted to know more and deep about him.
“Who is the hare, the dormouse, as I believe Daniela is Alice, and most especially just how cunning is my Kyle as the Mad Hatter?”
Boldly asking the que
(A KISS IN THE DARK) “YOU know what to do, start with him, followed by her. Let her give you sin and make sure that you will care for it and bring me my desired result.” Remembering His words as the eerie wind makes it deep and clear to him like he is slapped with the reality of who he is. He clicks his tongue as he hated the entire game he is forced to act and play as one of His pieces. Yet, he could not do anything as he does not have the guts to come crossing His way. Knowing that he will lose everything and by means everything, including Daniela, he will willingly give up his life and the entirety of it if it means that he could have her. “Not now, but soon, pretty soon.” He whispers unto himself while hiding in the dark and guarding the Princess they all adore and love.
(HIS MANIPULATION) “YOU like him, do you?” Caught her flustered with the sudden question he asks and boldly in the sense where the young teens like them are too shy to admit. Alliah immediately hides her face as she does not know what to reply to him, from the sudden question he abruptly asks towards her. “I, I,” stuttering with her words as she could not even look at him straight into his eyes. By which are a sin and a crime to be committed towards the noble from a commoner. Kyle asks once more in a demanding and taunting tone, were somehow in his stance he is not accepting a no or a rejection of an answer from her, adding. “You like the Prince, do you? You like, Lelouch.” Stating the thrown question, he asks of her.
(TAINTED LIGHT) “DARKNESS, light, death, and life. Where should I start? What will they choose? Can they be aware and play the game that is long been there and corrupted their every core?” Whispering the words that somehow tell a poem and a puzzle that is yet to be solved, or rather a warning he deliberately whispers to the wind and let it spread to the persons that could pick it up and hear its warning. Kyle smiles in a sinister way as he makes his way to the west side hallway of the grand palace, where he is left alone through that dimly lighted place he prefers to have. Just then. “Stop!” In authority, JK runs after him, stopping him with his arms wide and coming in front with the face that marks and tells that it is not over between them. Catching his breath
(THE DEVIL’S SON) TWINS. They say that having a twin is a blessing and double in the presence and gift from the Gods. But what if the twins born in the same heaven turn out to be a boy and a girl? Where in the context of the world they are living in it is but a curse, where the other is the blessed blood grace by the Gods and the latter is titled and claim to be a devil’s son? Would you accept the truth and do whatever it takes to eliminate the cursed blood that ties within it? Or let it all slide and save the cursed child the future foretold and sees as the key to its twin’s death?” “Daniela’s twin.” Kyle whispers in somewhat a curious way through a question that anyone would perceive and thinks about it, yet in reality, i
(LUSTFUL DESIRES) “I PROMISE TO BE BACK FOR YOU, DANIELA.” Fading in a whisper and together with the gentle wind, she opens her eyes as she is left alone and standing without him insight in time and the exact second as the night falls. “I will be waiting.” CRUMPLING his fist as that memory flashes back into his mind. Kyle leans onto the wall as he watches everything unfold in his eyes and where the same jealousy, hate, and anger is claiming his heart now and just like what it is then, seven years ago. “I will be waiting.” “Tsk!” Smirking with all his hate, regret, and dying jealousy, he punches the wall as his anger is overflowin
(RAMIEL’S GATE) “DEATH OR REBIRTH? WHICH ONE WOULD YOU CHOOSE?” With those fainting words that somehow the wind gently delivers towards him. He slowly opens his eyes as the curse and at the same time, the sin that’s in front of him is knocking for a chance for him to let inside. Now to the eerie silence and the door that is wide open in front of him, he decides. “Neither of those two as I will live and will continue until I have what I deserve.” Hearing his reply, the sin that wears the mask of envy and the same one from the past loop and the sixth, by which is he created and works to be embodied. It directs him with gleeful words. “Shall we?” To its hand that gestures a gentle
(THE PLAY) “TAKE THE STEP, AS YOU ALREADY DARE.” Hearing His words is like a mix of a taunting verse and a curse, to begin with. He didn’t show any emotions to his face as he knew and was completely aware, that the price that he needed to pay for the wish that he desperately wanted is the dark truth of who he is. “Now, now, now. Shall I give everything back to you, Ramiel?” With the snap of His hand, a pentagram is drawn and illuminated to where he stands. To the eye that opens and perfectly aligns to where he is, a black swirling light emerges as it twisted and spiraled around him until it completely devours him and whole. Shifting the time into a stance as a different tick can be heard to that present and where his entire subconscious pulled him into. The s
(DARK HEART) “NOW,now, now. Do we have a deal?” Slap with the reality as he now remembers the past and is way beyond the person that he is. Kyle’s eyes dim as he somehow hides them behind the covering of his hair and into the shadow that is created within it. Where he whispers and claims. “Death or reincarnation, I do not have anything of those to choose from the very first place. For I am nothing but, Ramiel.” Giving a dark definition, and more like a puzzling tone added to each word to his name and real identity. He slowly creeps a sinister smile to his face as Yin-Ophiuchus and God amusingly watch him from a distance, knowing that He finally has back the most important chess pieces of his chess. The Queen. “Well, well, well. Shall we continu