Vingt-Et-Un † myself in the reflection that i must not meet
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[1. Mayfield High - Hallways. It started after lunchtime. It's still during break while she's making her way to the faculty office, when she starts hearing things that should not be there. Eyes wide and suddenly stopping dead in her tracks, she promptly drops all the papers and folders that she was carrying in her arms. ...Well, it's more ( Read more... )
[1. Mayfield High - Hallways. It started after lunchtime. It's still during break while she's making her way to the faculty office, when she starts hearing things that should not be there. Eyes wide and suddenly stopping dead in her tracks, she promptly drops all the papers and folders that she was carrying in her arms. ...Well, it's more ( Read more... )
Brother! Brother! Where are you?
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But looks like allowing her to hide her disgrace isn't within God's designs.
She can hear the booming voice and how the Church doors were slammed open, but it barely registers. While she's still hanging onto a sliver of her own sanity, she's also well aware of how bad her own shape is. She's already struggling so hard to maintain her own slipping grip on reality, she really does not have what it takes to help another.
It's unfortunate, but there's nothing she can do between her own labored breathing while she tries to stand back up, using a Black Key firmly planted onto the ground next to her as support.]
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I am here once more brother! Cerberus is here! Will you speak with me this day?
[ Silence. ]
If you will not speak to me brother, I will speak to you, I will tell the tale again and take the pain. Do you remember it? I know you do, how many times must I ask you to share the moment with me? I search my own thoughts and there are... voids! Dark places broken shards of memory jagged and haaaarsh! [ All attempts recollection brought agony unlike any other. Razors going across his mind, fire burning across his soul, and still, he tried to grab it. ] I see... I will see! You and I in these halls! The traitors at the lectern, the hate in them, the ruinous powers! The sword, the sword in my hands! Stop! Stop! You must not stay your hand... do not do this! [ He fell to his knees, reliving the moment in one flash of brutal, terrible empathy. ]
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Brother! Kinsman. Each time the death cuts closer, but still I am rejected. You know why! Will you not tell me? Death took you! Why not me? WHY NOT ME?
[ With a sudden burst of furious energy, he launched himself across the church to the back door, fixing Ciel with a madness-addled stare. ] SPEAK TO ME!
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Did you wonder how the poor and pitiful peasants felt, when they crawled on the ground without limbs, splashing in their own blood as they pleaded for you to let them live?
Did you wonder how the poor and pitiful lumps of flesh that can't be called "human" anymore felt, when they crawled miserably in their own blood and sweat as the pleaded for you to kill them and end this unspeakable horror?
Ah, that's definitely madness. They couldn't associate the cruel vampiress with the sweet girl that used to help them at the bakery either, but isn't the deepest sting originating from her betrayal of her own self?
The headache worsens. She wants to split her own skull, but that'd be useless. She can't kill, that'd be going against everything that she tried so desperately to stop back then.
So weakly looking back at the ragged figure of the large madman, there was only one thing left that she could feasibly do.]
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I-I...
I'm sorry.[Barely loud enough to be heard, she bounces up in a quick motion that may be ( ... )
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