Breathe in, breathe out. Breathe in, breathe out.

The time was 11:59 pm. Anastasia was sitting on the chair that was near the desk. She was trembling and breathing heavily. The only thing that was going through her mind was don't wake them up. Don't wake them up. Don't wake them up, please.

Everyday Anastasia suffers all the punishements for the sins the humans have commited throughout the day. Though she has done this for thousands of years, she still fears the pain. Over the years she started getting a bit used to it, like how she doesn't scream anymore. But the pain just keeps on getting worse and worse.

Anastasia held on tight to the arms of the chair. It was her duty to suffer everyday like this. The pain she felt when in punishment was horrific. No human could bear this pain every single day. It was wrse than a million deaths. Worse than any pain in this world. No one could describe this pain, even if you knew every single word in the universe. Nobody can explain the feeling of her punishment.

The petrified goddess looked over at the clock to see the time.

At that moment it went from 11:59pm to 12:00am.

She was gasping for air and panting. Anastasia was shaking. Her nails were scraping the wooden chair's arm. She kept on moving her legs to ease the pain, even so nothing would change.

After 30 minutes, which felt like 5 hours, her torture calmed down a bit. She looked over to see if any of the men were awake. The young girl let out a sigh of relief. Anastasia regained her composure and spent the rest of her time worrying.

After 5 minutes the pain came back. This time a tear drop slide down her cheek. Her feet were fidgeting. She couldn't stop trembling. The goddess was screeching deep down inside. Anastasia's thoughts were all scrambled, she couldn't think straight because of the pain.

Finally after 2 hours of inescapable hell, the agony had ended. Anastasia was panting. She ran to the bathroom and splashed some water on her face to calm herself down. She spent a good 10 minutes in the bathroom.

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As soon as she got out of the bathroom Albert was standing there.

"Why are you up at 2 am?" questionned Albert half asleep.

"Bathroom," replied Anastasia.

Albert nodded and went back to sleep.

Anastasia was surprised that she could come with an excuse so fast. The young doll went back to sleep and pretended that nothing happend.

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It was 8 am Anastasia had just woken up. She went to brush her teeth and proceeded to wake up the guys. It took her a long 10 minutes of shouting at them, but eventually they got up.

After everyone had woken up they all got dressed up and went to the cafe down the street to eat. Anastasia, however decided to bring her food to the room as she couldn't eat with her mask on.

○ Meanwhile at the cafe..

During their time in the cafe they mostly talked about Anastasia. They couldn't believe that they had just accepted her like that, yet they didn't have the guts to do so. Edward thought that she would slow down their group and anger their female fans. They also thought her mask was odd and suspicious.

However, one thing that convinced them that she was worth their time was the royal seal. It was very hard for them to get the royal seal, 1 year of pure hard work for them to get that seal. It made James jealous that she could get a royal seal with an arrogant attitude like hers.

While they were speaking of royal seals they wondered how strong she was. For one to get a royal seal they must be incredibly powerful. Not to mention if you were to get a royal seal you would become known all around the capital, yet they had never heard of her. The boys became extremely curious about her more and more. In the bat of an eye it had already been an hour. They rushed back to the hotel while covering they're faces to not get recognized by others.

○ Back at the hotel room.

When they had entered the hotel room Anastasia was reading a book, a very dirty and old book.

"It was about time you came back," said Anastasia while reading at her book.

 Edward replied while knitting his brows in anger, "You should be grateful we even came." 

Anastasia closed her book and looked at the 4 boys.

"I want to go and buy some clothes and food. Could one of you come with me to show me the way there?" said Anastasia while smiling.

The men were looking at each other to decide who was going to go with her. After many disagreements they decided to all go together.

Anastasia quickly grabbed her mask and red coat, put her book on top of the desk and left