Snapping off his toe, his sounding shrill. Trying to break his bondage, yet unable to do so. An entity's method to deal with her enemies, her spilling rage. A person repeating her process, slowly reducing one.
Shortly injecting more of the substance into his veins, heightening his pain. The fiend's rapidly beating chest, his trembling eyes. Ava facing the table, trailing her hand to the next equipment. Shortly picking up a saw, testing its sharp side.
The maiden's softly grinning, her sinister smile. Her eyes soon to her enemy's own, seeing his great fear. Moving below, cutting down above his knee. Splashing blood, some landing on her.
The entity picking up the limb, presenting it to his view, shortly dropping it into another container. A monster witnessing her horrific side, shaking in terror.
Dabria looking away, gripping her arms. The girl hearing the fiend scream, unable to move from her position. Hesitantly turning her attention onward, seeing another leg in a disposable box.
"You should have never crossed me, if you like to see my misery, then here it is. You will feel it, each and every aching moment..." Her cold voice.
"W—wait!" pleading with her.
"I am growing annoyed by your voice, maybe I should do something about that." Her devilish grin at him.
Standing in the shadows, another there with her. The hazel one trying to call out to her companion, yet her words not reaching them. A person continuing their direction, embracing their black soul.
Ava filling another syringe with a new substance, injecting it into the fiend's arm. The entity silencing his voice, his shaking eyes. Shortly resuming her session, flicking the saw.
The maiden grinding down into his right arm, the monster's agonizing sounds. The young woman disposing of the piece, soon moving to the next, repeating the same process.
An enemy only a torso, her actions not stopping. Reducing him even more, drenching the area in blood. The entity shortly walking to his side, turning his head to her.
"Now then, you will remain like this, until I deem you worthy for death. That or if a demon finds you, and devour you just like this...either or works..." Her icy tone.
Hearing his whimpers, her extending negativity wrapping around him. Tightly binding her target, raising him above. Stringing him to the top of the room, the fiend helplessly looking down at her.
An object falling over, Ava turning in the direction. Her wide eyes on Dabria, seeing the shaking girl. The maiden thinking for a bit, soon approaching her companion. The entity shortly standing before them, placing a gentle hand on the hazel one's head.
"D—did you really have to do that...?" the girl lowering her head, her hands to her chest.
"Sorry, but I cannot be as kind as you are..." Ava looking away, motioning her hand to her side.
"And...do you think that makes you better than them...?" gripping her arms, her shivering state.
A pure one coming into the goddess' world, bringing more into it. These flowing sentiments within the maiden, her wish to keep her partner away from the torture. A person witnessing the horrific sight, an experience branding into them. Ava thinking on her response, her low mood.
"Probably not..."
"What they did completely disgusted me, and I felt the same fury you did. Though please, don't go doing things like these, try and do better..." Dabria holding her upper arm.
"I can make no promises, but know. If they target you, it is likely I will do the same thing again." Her eyes meeting with the girl's own.
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I spoke what is within, in this world...you have to play dirty. Still...it does not mean I wanted you to see this...
One pushing onward in a cruel world, embracing her direction. Her pure companion wishing for something more, shining their pure light in a dark realm. Ava's soon reverting state, folding her arms.
Her long red hair tying at the end, those azure eyes. Her stretching black coat, her jeans and plain top. Shortly calming herself a bit, biting her lower lip.
"Fine, but do not expect me to just let them live, this is not a game." The maiden looking away.
"Very well..." Dabria slightly settling.
A failure eating away at the maiden, her paining heart. Her eyes on her surroundings, seeing the child's pieces. Her slow movements, picking up those parts. Dabria helping her, their silence in the room. This chilling dusk, fiends moving along the streets, ripping away at their victims.
Some jumping out of stores, knocking over old cars. Within Avalon High, through the creepy halls. A room in the back, Dale's eyes on the board. His vision on the pictures of students and others, shortly crossing out Selica.
"I believe it is time to take out another one. Desdemona, your awakening is almost at completion. Return, and set this world anew." His hands behind his back, chuckling a bit.
A man eliminating pieces on the board, his desire to see a deity's return. A person selfishly pursuing his route, tracking a pattern throughout history. Few going beyond, setting the direction towards tomorrow. Later this night, two depressingly at their home.
Both wearing nightgowns, sitting on the bed near the window. Ava biting her lower lip, wrapping her arms around her legs, holding in her tears. Dabria embracing her partner, their silence in the dusk. The maiden's forever haunting past, an action leading her way.
A weak girl the age of thirteen in a dark room, hearing the pain from her brother. Enduring her agonizing wounds, removing a dagger from her dress. Clear scars on her, marks on her face. Shakily making her way forward, focusing her vision.
Ava moving towards the door, her rising emotions. Pulling open the path, fury in her vision. Walking out into the long hallway, gripping the bars to steady herself.
Her heavy steps, steadying her breath. Shortly descending down the stairs, soon coming upon the living room. A carpet staining with a bit of blood, a table at the center.
Couches along the corners, some building dust. Pictures on the walls, mirrors lining around. That boy backing away on the floor, his shivering body.
A gun aiming at him, his quickly beating chest. His furious father, motioning their finger to the trigger. Ava swiftly moving, slicing upward. Instantly severing the hand, spilling crimson in the distance.
The man's loud scream, painfully holding his wound. Stepping back a bit, looking to his hand on the floor. The firearm in it, anger in his gaze. The mother nearby, gasping in shock.
"If you have a death wish, then I will be more than happy to kill you!" the girl's deep hatred.
"Y—you will pay for this!" the man shouting at her.
The girl standing there, malice emitting from her body. Her flashing white eyes, displaying her fury. Their mother grabbing an iron bat, charging at their daughter.
Ava feeling the flowing air, immediately leaping in the direction. Plunging her weapon into the woman's arm, hearing their loud screech.
Shortly landing below, leaping back a bit, standing in front of her brother. Her short breath, adrenaline pumping through her. The man slightly moving away, reaching for a blade by the table.
The entity catching his action, instantly bursting through. Piercing her dagger into his leg, watching him fall back on the floor. Diving to her target, grabbing his neck, tightly clenching the weapon in her hand.
"Harming Dillon is the last mistake you will ever make, that I promise you..." Stabbing down at his arm.
"Gyah...!!"
"S—stop it!" her mother yelling, painfully holding her wound.
The woman bloodily carrying the bat with her other arm, soon swinging down at her child. Crashing it into Ava's back, the girl withstanding it. The entity looking behind, those white eyes shaking her mother.
Ava immediately lunging at the person, grabbing their neck, slamming the individual into the land. Hearing her brother's cries, her unleashing fury. Spilling crimson in the area, some splashing on her.
Shortly rising to her feet, returning to her father, kneeling to the man. The boy standing up, his trembling body.
The deity turning the man's face to her, seeing great fear in his eyes. Softly sinisterly smiling at him, aiming the dagger at his vision, soon plunging down into it.
Eternally scarring memories, these plaguing her mind. A sister desperately acting, yet not doing the same for another. An entity on her knees in the darkness, the hazel one sadly standing behind her.
The Iconoclast's back facing the maiden, gripping their arms. Tears inside the abyss, these agonizing sentiments. Ava distantly remaining awake that night, her companion resting at her side.
It is my fault, I should have acted. I knew something was wrong, but yet I didn't. Even if it was a dream...that should have been enough. Selica, sorry, I failed you...