(ERADICATION) THE four of them bows down, paying their respect. As the known pentagram is drawn and the gate that marks the symbol and words of the Supreme One. Light footsteps can be heard, as a snap draws them to say and welcomes. “We will heed your desire and fulfill your wish. Your dolls and directions, our Master and God.” With a sinister smile that HE draws in HIS face, sitting into HIS throne. HE gladly replies. “I am glad to see you four in front of me this time and in this final seventh loop. My dear dolls.” They raise their head to look at their Master and God. Waiting and patiently to HIS command where each one of them had their own task at hand. With the same sinister smile, but even wider. HE giggles for a second and started HIS little game into the depths of the end. “Well then, let us start.” HE then snaps HIS finger and Pauleen stands immediately as a response to the call.
(COLORED THREADS) “NICE to finally meet you all, Elites.” The heavy, but not a dark atmosphere is looming over the entire classroom of the Elites. With the presence of the seventh student and the member of the prestigious paranormal club and group Blood Class. The tension is seeping right in, where a bit of mix-and-match emotions are circling into each one’s mind. “Everyone, from now on, Arthur will be part of the class and along the paranormal club of Blood Class.” Haruna introduces a bit with the tone of command. Yet, ticking dismay and irritation from deep within. Knowing that starting now, everything will not be the same. “Tsk!” Emie smirks, amuse by Winona’s expression, and let’s just say her award-winning act of being surprised, but knew everything that lies within the truth and the current moment. “Such emotions are present.” She whispers, observing everyone around. Especially JK who is on his edge and without knowing that she is re
(PERFECT WORDS) “HERE it goes.” Emie whispers as she looks at Winona who nods in response and quickly towards her. With the two of them looking at the three distinct people in that room and in that moment. They both draw a similar sinister smile, knowing that the perfect words of their awakening are now starting. “Alliah, Kyle, and JK.” Winona utters the name of the three as softly as she could. While the two of them of Emie are observing the entire surroundings and the fact that, the tone of dread and song is humming at a fair distance. The melody will knock some sense and taunts the three with the truth about who they truly are. “Son of hell and Lucifer himself.” The words that are taunting inside Alliah’s mind. Words that were ringing the familiarity that she couldn’t deny, yet she also couldn’t pinpoint what it is. Dread and that familiar darkness that is screaming something from deep inside her mind and heart that
(FAMILIAR DREAD) “REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE.” A silent scream echoes, which suddenly drops the dread that engulfs the entire world and book that they are all running and chasing one after the other. Silent but not deadly, it comes running at a seasonable speed and slaps the dread right inside the mind of the three. “You are never a lone girl, but a devil yourself, Alliah.” The voice taunted and echoed inside Alliah’s mind. Which is slowly getting on her nerves and she wanted to scream out of it. For it is shaking her out of her sane mind and pushing her into the insanity that screaming that she truly is. “Your wish and your desire. Turn the page and enter that dreaded world, JK.” JK wanted to slam his head on the wall just to get the voice out of his head. The words that it is whispering inside his mind, are screaming the truth of who he truly is. While there is something from deep inside of him that is trying to break free and asking him to remember.
(REPETITION) “SUCH perfect play and fear.” Arthur smiles cunningly. After sending the message and the terror that at the very moment and seconds of time, everyone and by means all the characters in HIS book and the one HE deems as the pieces of HIS chess game receives the dread that he gave. “Tsk!” Winona and Emie click their tongue in disappointment and anger. Arthur is currently having so much more fun than what he is supposed to do and comes here in the first place. “That is enough, Arthur!” Emie screams, sending her disapproval telepathically. As Winona is holding onto a spell that she secretly casts for the sake of all of them and preventing the surge of mana that Alliah, Kyle, and JK are about to burst out for. “Tsk! I am just having fun.” Arthur’s hard-headed nature while glancing beside and unnoticed by the Elite’s adviser, yet the chimera that is wearing Haruna’s clothes which JK made himself. “I SWEAR.” With a deep breath
(COUNTING DAYS) “DON’T worry everything will be alright, I promise you that.” The gentle words that she receives, along with the warm smile that she always gets from the young master of the household that her lone mother works for. “Thank you, young master.” She speaks shyly and softly, which the young master that she calls chuckles, taps her head gently like she is his little sister, and said. “No need to thank me for anything, besides you are a part of the family and you do not need to call me young master.” His comfort, but for the little girl who had nothing, but her mother. This gesture and warmth are inviting and addicting. A kind of addiction that she appreciates, but at the same time she wanted to own and truly have even though everyone else thought that it wasn’t right. “Then what should I call you?” She innocently asks. Hoping for nothing, yet something inside of her is screaming for that certain thing that she just wasn’t sure what
(DWINDLING TRUST) “YOU will help big brother no matter what, right?” The request she could never say no to. The plead from the young master who became his big brother that she gladly agrees. Even though she innocently didn’t know the consequence and what was in store for her in doing so. “Well then, shall we?” He reaches for his hand and she gladly takes it. Holding each other’s hand as the both of them are the only companion and allies of each other. Everything unfolded in that one stormy night, as the blood, dread, and all missing people are cases unsolved. Where no one ever suspects the two children of the house of Baron. “What did you do to my daughter?” Almost hysterical, but more like a situation where one lone mortal is fighting against a devil in disguise. Her mother pleaded with her big brother, yet JK could only show a menacing grin that everyone who sees is left with the dread and truth of a death sentence. “Would you do the honor?”
(THE FATE AS A CHIMERA) “MOM, DAD, BIG BROTHER.” The young master is crying. Devastated and alone when his entire family left him all alone. “Say, you will do everything that big brother will tell you, right? JK?” He remembers his big brother’s words, like it all, just happened yesterday and that everything about the accident and tragedy never happened. “Anything.” He whispers, crying his heart out while looking at the dark corner of his room where he is currently isolating himself from anyone. But then. “Big brother?” A gentle voice echoes, that gentle tone that he knew and was very much familiar with. “Do not worry, everything will be alright.” Just when and where did he hear those words? And of who did those words originally came? “Right.” He whispers to himself softly with a bit of a cunning tone. As he remembers that the person who said those words is him. “I will always be here for you, big brother.”