An entity living in anguish, never knowing a motherly figure. That person with them, showing the maiden a blissful warmth. Ava soon settling herself, remaining in this embrace. An individual carrying her scars, her forever haunting torment.
Someone speaking what is inside, the woman listening to them. The shortly opening shed, Dabria standing there. That girl's frustratingly twitching eye, those two looking at her.
"I am expecting cuddles tonight..." The pure one furiously turning, leaving the area.
"A handful as always..." Ava sighing, moving away from Sera.
"Hehe, we should head on back before it gets too late." The woman pleasantly smiling, her hand to her chest.
A person living in sorrow for a long time, her experiences in a town steadily shifting her way. Something more within it, a place slowly bringing her back to the past. Her mind on these pieces, pushing onward towards someone from old.
Ava returning home that night, Dabria once again staying at her companion's house. The two sitting on a bed, both wearing nightgowns. That girl folding her arms in displeasure, her attention away. The maiden at her side, a sigh leaving them.
"It wasn't anything, I just needed to get some things off of my chest, and Sera helped with that." Ava's hand behind her head.
"Hmph...I told you—you don't need to hide anything from me." The girl's vision in her direction, her slightly stern vision.
"Sometimes, it just isn't easy, okay...?" faintly smiling at her companion.
"I know..." Dabria calming, her eyes a bit below, gripping her wrist.
The longer I am in this town, the closer I feel to her. I wonder, are you there...? Why am I afraid to go there...?
Her mind on a strange church, these connections to herself. Something keeping her away from it, her hastily beating heart.
An entity walking through the darkness, finding herself in a long passage. Unable to move forward, her hand to her chest. Her vision on her brother, the boy's slight smile to her.
Ava reaching for him, her hand passing through him. The maiden watching him fade away, leaving her alone in the black abyss. Dabria resting herself against her companion, holding onto their arm.
"What did those symbols say?" Dabria pressing her index finger against her cheek.
I did not know how to answer her, since I knew about her faith. Though, with this connection, I knew I would have to eventually tell her...
"It spoke about Desdemona, I think they are trying to summon her..." Ava looking away.
"What...?" the girl tightening her grip, looking to the maiden.
Her surprise at the goddess, the girl's uneasy vision. An individual not hiding the details, sadly shifting her vision to her companion.
Enemies in the shadows, their actions terrorizing the dusk. Many in a town following a faith, giving their best towards to it. One purely holding onto it, casting her light onto others.
"It is likely to be some crazies abusing the faith, there are always bad apples amongst the bunch." Ava mildly lying.
"Y—yeah, you are right. Still, it is unsettling..." Dabria looking down, calming from the shock.
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"I know what you mean." The young woman turning away her attention.
I am not sure what more I can say, since I barely understand it myself. Though, what I do know, is that I do not want to see her crushed...
Countless victims in the sadness, flowing along the madness. One committing atrocities, selfishly pushing forward.
Someone stepping into a town, relishing in a pure person's kindness. That individual spreading her influence, binding the maiden to a few more.
Echoing screams in the night, Sera stepping onto Avalon High's ground. Ruin around her, the woman shortly entering into the bloody halls, seeing marks everywhere.
A dagger in her hand, her stern vision ahead. The principal soon stepping out of the shadows, monsters around him, his sinister smile.
"Dale, you are targeting Ava huh. Is it because you suspect her of being Desdemona?" the woman extending her dagger.
"Hm hm indeed, but sadly, she has yet to fully awaken. Hence why an extra push is needed." Folding his arms.
"Leave that girl alone, she has suffered enough as it is! Do you really want to see what a deity can do if enraged? Have you learned nothing from the Iconoclast?!" her harsh voice.
"This realm is filled with so much misery, that it will be set anew with her own. You might not agree with what I do, but I have seen enough to know that this world will not survive without her."
One existing in the shadows, locking away in the darkness at the depths. An individual searching for her brother, yet racing along her route to another from the past.
A goddess' corrupting soul, someone terrifyingly unleashing her great despair. An individual sharing her troubles with the woman, their close bond with one another.
Sera's careful eyes on her enemies, the man shortly clapping his hands. Those fiends moving away, their strange action. The woman slightly lowering her guard, remaining in place.
"Our world has been damned so many times, the Iconoclast rewriting its course by crushing every last one in one wave, yet it continues. Though there is something special about Desdemona, she can make this go away. I will use all tools at my disposal to make her despair reach its pinnacle." Holding his arms behind his back.
"You stay the hell away from her, otherwise my dagger will be the last thing you see. You have five days, if you do not give yourself up, I will drag you into custody by force. Think carefully until then." Sera folding her arms.
Her mind on the maiden's dreadful display, a person wishing to take away that sorrow. The woman doing her part, confronting an enemy in the shadows.
A lesson from old times, one proceeding along their route. That great being shouting her soul, damning countless in her sadness.
Sera soon turning from the principal, walking onward. Anger in her eyes, this condition on the table. Dale facing away, his slight smile.
The continuously crying dusk, one residing in the distance. Floating in between reality, the Iconoclast's crimson eyes down on the town.
Those drawing her presence, a being bearing witness to one's path, hoping for the best. At Ava's home, in the dark room. Dabria resting against her companion, a girl deeply in her slumber.
The young woman glancing to them, withstanding her heavy weight. Experiences leading to her current result, agonizing memories forever with her.
A girl lying in the shadows, another day repeating from the last. Her sickly state, withstanding the cruelty for another.
A person wishing to die, yet her brother remaining. Her desire to protect him, refusing to give in. A white dress on her, the person the age of thirteen.
Her messy hair and pale complexion, a long time since the light, scars on her body. A sister finding ways to provide for her younger sibling, loathing their parents.
Blood streaming from her, the sad boy. Seeing her suffering, witnessing her short breaths. His increasing anger, a boy no longer willing to remain in fear.
Ava's slowly revealing eyes, watching the boy open the door. Her wide vision, soon struggling to her feet. The girl hearing shouting from a distance, Dillon's sounding pain.
Her rising fury, ignoring her condition. Shortly reaching into her dress, taking out a dagger. Those stepping over the line, a sister not enduring anymore.
Her stinging flesh, proceeding forward with her agonizing body. Her pain not mattering, an individual acting as her little brother's guardian.
Eternally carrying these memories, a sister's long journey, refusing to let her brother go. Breaking free from her confinement, racing after an innocent boy. Her recollection a bit hazy, a missing point towards her current reality.
Pushing it out of mind for now, her attention on her experience in the town. A pure one wrapping them in her warmth, shining light onto the maiden's dark road. Ava faintly smiling, looking up to the ceiling.
I kill because I have to, not because I want to. For the longest while, I thought I could not trust anyone. I was always on edge, skeptical of everyone. I always suspected them, keeping my guard up. That is until you came into my dark world, and showed me I no longer have to live in hatred. Dabria, I will find you, so please wait for me...