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(EPITOME OF LUST) “JUST ONE THING. I NEED YOU TO DO SOMETHING FOR ME. DO NOT WORRY, AS THIS IS VERY EASY. I WANT YOU TO KILL SOMEONE AND BY MEANS TWO BEINGS. DO ALSO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR ONE THING. SCARE THE HELL OUT OF THE PROMINENT CHILD AND FORCE HER TO BIND IN SUCH A CURSE AND DEAL. INTO THAT WORLD AND BOOK, I WANT YOU TO BE THE TEMPORARY EMBODIMENT OF LUST.” Smiling sinisterly as she knows what to do, but not fully. Had a glimpse of where she needed to be and knew a bit that she needed to jump from another world. Yet, she does not care much about it as all she wanted is to have her ways and hold what she wanted. She replies gladly with the words. “Then I shall perform of it well.” Bowing, yet not respected as she does not think of Him that nor, or ever feel that way. She did not waste any second as a door appears before her and by which He commanded. She enters the moment it opens for her, taking the steps further inside as the door shuts from the back o

(THE PRICE TO PAY) “NOW, WHEN CAN I HAVE HIM?” Something like an echoing voice that it turns out to be, yet just a slight slab and a pinch of time the runs together with the other existing one. Her voice with the echoes of her words, as she approaches and asks the destined one, she chooses as per her mission stands, to be the sole purpose of what their world is needed to fall into, where then calls out. “Paying my respect, but may I have a spare of your time, Lady Pauleen?” Taking her attention as she was able to hold her attention and made her glance at her. Where the prominent holder of the Guardian Goddess Aries smiles and accepted her request. She closes her book as she replies. “You may, as what do I owe to be heard from you today, Emie?” With the ticking clock that runs and will always continue to run no matter what happens. Where the only exception is that, if the force by which the original God and HIS creation will eventually jump right with

(CENTRAL PENDULUM) WITH the ticking clock that once more makes its sound that echoes all through the entire dimension, yet a few ones and distinct identities are the ones who can hear and are allowed to hear such. The pendulum stops from swaying, and instead of taking its position at the very center, it stayed hanging at a seventy-five degrees angle on the right sight. Indicating one thing. “Interesting.” Sly and with a mind that is beyond anyone’s capability to understand and even set into the same ground. HE draws a cunning smile on HIS face, as HE looks at the pendulum and the way it stops. By which tells him. “The other world, and another one.” Mysterious, yet HE knew it by heart. HIS eyes gleam with excitement and a bit of lust as the pieces from the other respected worlds are slowly falling to where they should all be. Just then Chie confirms the words and things that HE is thinking, with the added tone of her sly way. “The four remaining unknown

(MAD BLOOD) “YOU HAVE HEARD HIM, AS IT IS THE ONLY WAY TO COMPENSATE WHAT YOU HAVE FAILED TO DO, ALLIAH.” Delivering the facts as he is enjoying every bit of this mockery like the games that he is playing, and He at the very same time is amused by what He is seeing and letting His very own puppet lay the deed that isn’t, wasn’t and not easy and simple like they said it all to be. Kyle drops the reminding words unto her. “He needs to die, and not just a simple one, but he needed to be using your very own hands.” Laughing silently as it gets louder and more hysterical with each passing moment. Alliah’s tears shed once more as the two of them surely is having the entertainment that they wanted to see from her. “Kill him? In what way? Should I use a knife? A spell, my mana or perhaps curse him from the very core?” Mocking the meaning of the very words as she somehow snaps from the sanity that she just recently has. Kyle giggles as he did not waste another s

CHAPTER CCCLX (INSANITY) “I SWEAR WITH MY SOUL.” The end game and moment in that very night where everything crumbles down from the once beautiful and prestigious castle that bares all the memories of the past. The words echo along with the pool of blood that painted the ground and the floor with scarlet blood. But was worst, what is inside the throne room. The ongoing fight and clash of the swords of her beloved father and her mother’s best friend. “Alliah.” The name that Winona whispers in the air, but not for calling her attention to anything. Right at that moment, she is just a little girl, the little princess and the human that she becomes who had no right to intervene or anything in between them. “My right and this night. I know that this scene will happen tonight, yet I couldn’t help but want to fight for my father.” Those were her longing words. The emotion that is still fresh and new for her since she became a true little girl a bit resembles the tale of Pinocchio. But