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The back of the witch is slender and straight...

Like afraid of toppling down the crown made in vain of blood trickling down the drain to the depths of the earth, calling forth a name silently being murmured by flames of darkness and desire— mixing like the perfect half of each other's soul.

That is what her back looked like— slender and straight yet full of tension and loneliness... It sounds like temptation as she walks alone the path to her destruction. It was the same, routinely, and boring outcome of those who were proclaimed as villains and destroyers of the world tarnished by all beings.

They were those that was hated, despised, and will be slaughtered like sacrificial lambs for the heroes to give the illusion of a peaceful world far from destruction and to keep themselves blind and ignorant of who truly entails the ending of everything.

You.

— unfinished