Managed to get there. β
Yet another answer with the same tone, yet it held some sort of passive aggressiveness behind it now. Afterall, she just met the girl and she's already getting answers demanded from her.
β It is because this station is abandoned, Miss. There's only one other person here, but it seems he is not present at the moment. And i do not recall his name. β
Responding with a serene tone, Victoria did not ask for anything back in return for her answers, the witch's β
"I suppose I am, I was reading a book and I fell asleep and I ended up here together with my son."
The witch approuch the maid closer, somewhat at ease.... well ease enough to communicate.
"Why are you alone here? Is there Other people here? If so where are they?"
She -
Approach was already enough. Her mind, already thinking of how she may get a new victim, its in her nature of course as a violence demon.
β I am quite sure there would be people there, but i am willing to guess, your head would be taken off from your shoulders before you β
9: Sing Love / White Rock Shooter
" My wishes will be the only ones l will alllow in that world. I'll seal away time at the very end. "
I READ THE ENTIRE MANGA IN ONE NIGHT. I have attempted to muse her before but failed at the account. Yet I'd love to try again !
8: Es
" She doesn't exhibit those things known as emotions. She is coldly rational inside and doesn't care how she completes her mission. On the other hand, "those important to her" do remain in the depths of her memory, and she has thought deeply about them before. "
Feat, een more with how horrifying everything is within the garden, beasts, demons, whatever one could name was sure to exist and kill within that place.
β You're new here, aren't you ? Ive only seen a few. . . 'People' up until this point. β
β Hanover Station, Miss. β
A quick reply from the maid towards Makagi's question, her eyes quickly looking the other up and down and noticing no a single injury from the beasts of this world.
Well, normally that would just be death! So making it there alive, quite the
β
This is the first time she has met a Relatively Normal person, in this hell.
she has never been to the rest of the location nor the Town center or the fish market yet. provided she lives long enough to be able to get there.
she is a human in the end, not an undead -
For now, it did not seem like she held any ill intent towards this new face, one of her hands was even raised to wave at this new person.
β Hello thereβ β
A soft voice came from the maid as she spoke.
But, once her head was raised and slowly moved from one side to the other, it would stop with her looking upon the witch, that calm expression remaining, but now holding a rather serene smile.
Is this a trap to lure in a victim ?
Just like she always does with her master. β
The demon, hiding in the visage of a innocent maid, sat there on the bench with a calm expression unaware of the newest victim to this tragic garden, standing not so far from her.
Her hands placed upon her lap, that familiar scent unfortunately not close by anymore β
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This wonderland....
This wonderland what not the one she thinks off.
So much death, so much decay.
All covered up by a sick twisted fairy tale.
Then again.
World's like this she would try to fix.
Unfortunately she is only with her son.
Forced to split up-
β\\ alright, it is that time of the night.
Have a great rest of the day and or sleep to those who see this. And best of luck for those who need to work or have important things to do !
(I probably won't get tired of using this image for night posts.)
Silence, the maid's soft breathing was the only thing heard, her hand hanged low near her chest, eyes closed. It seems she's delved into sleep, or maybe it's merely a nap. Shes sitted on a bench.
But it doesn't matter, not many people to bother her afterall. . β
He's died so many times to so many people, but to victoria, just how tortuous was each death by her hands all for the sake of loving him until she is satisfied ?
With the body telling the maid where she could help him clean, Victoria would scoop up some water utilising β
"My back."
He's dancing with death, but when isn't he? His damned tip was bitten off before. This is no different. Lust becoming so contagious that consuming the lover is tantamount to the greatest orgasm.
There's no other way to describe this tragic tango.
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Her hands. Just to let it gently cascade down Grimm's back, her hands following soon after to begin cleaning him, one hand pouring water over his back as the other was used to focus on cleaning his back.
The succubus can finnaly feel his lover's body so close to her's β