(DARK AND BLUE PAST) “KYLE?” The name that Alliah utters, but a bit unconsciously from the horror and pain that she is experiencing for the moment after being drag and put back to her past that she considers as a curse. “Why are you doing this?” She asks a bit screaming and demanding. Which the little girl that is her, giggles first as a response. Didn’t show up or even an inch towards her, but whisper the words. “I told you, didn’t I? you need to wake up, Alliah.” Those taunting words and the command that Alliah is fed up on hearing. “Wake up? What do you mean?” She demanded an answer and fast, which her little self once more giggle first as a response and whisper the answer. "Simple, because you are the fool and not the Maiden, Alliah.” A puzzle and a game that Alliah needed to play and decode. Fast and accurate like she never did before. But only into this time loop and world. For all along she always had the same game from way ba
(TICKING CLOCK OF BLUE)“UNTIL NEXT TIME, ALLIAH.”The words and the last sentence that Alliah heard and remember from that past. And now that she has witnessed and been relieved that day, she couldn’t help but felt drowned in the darkest pit that she once escapes from. “My past, that darkness and the blood that I have spilled on my hands. I thought I already escape from it all?”She whispers the words and is a bit shivering while doing so. “Don’t you still understand a single thing, Alliah?”The little girl that was her asks of her. Sill taunting and hunting her for something that she rather doesn’t want to look at and not even wanted to think about. But here she is forced and shackled inside her thoughts from the past. Seeing the dread and blood that she created herself. “Just who am I?”The question that she finally asks. That one thought that the little girl that was her is been waiting for so long for her to realize. The core and point for everything of this are to be written
(THE LAST STRAW TO BLUE) ALLIAH then heard a snap. The same snap that she is hearing for a while now. Just then her entire body is once more pin into place, and her eyes is forced open to see and relieve the tragic moment from her past. “Enjoy that last straw to Blue, Alliah.” The little girl’s taunting voice, giggling in a distance as it faded and left Alliah to have the curse from her childhood days and her very past. “I will not, I would not give in.” Words and memories that Alliah doesn’t remember having. A point in the past that she knew that she doesn’t have. Or else “Come with me, come with us, let me be free, let us be free.” The familiar taunting that she a bit remembers now. Words and whispers that she knew she witness somewhere from her past, yet she couldn’t pinpoint what, when and where she had seen it all. “Come with me, come with us, let me be free, let us be free.” The words and dread that the voice is whispering. As they are getting aggressiv
(THE SADNESS OF BLUE) “NOW, can you take the blame, ALLIAH?” Somewhat hearing the same question multiple times now. Alliah is in between good and bad, light and darkness, and hope and dread. As she felt like she is drowning in the thickest dark sea where no one could ever hear her scream. “Do you understand everything right now?” The little girl’s voice is still taunting her. Whispering those words with an eerie tone that is telling her to finally accept everything. And that everything means being into the darkness that she curses and has been running away from for years now. “I don’t understand?” She whispers. Not about the whole thing, but rather what she just saw. “That person, that past, who is he?” Alliah asks in utter confusion and the last step to insanity. Which in turn earned a giggle and quite more from the little girl that was she. “Well, you know him Alliah. Remember, you said his name a while back.” The words hide the d
(THE DRAGON COMMANDMENT) THE little girl had enough for a time from Alliah’s stubbornness. But she knew that this thing could happen, no, it will happen. All for it is already written, and that includes that Alliah will accept everything and the truth at the very end. "Such a stubborn princess.” Her little insult to Alliah, but she kept it to herself and only whispers those words. With the spare cards that she can throw to keep the play going, she draws a sinister smile on her face and finally opens the card. “Alright. I guess it is time for you to meet the commandment and the former embodiment of the shard soul and the flame God Leo.” Puzzled, but not scared at all. Alliah’s bounds disappear and a pentagram is then drawn under her feet. Illuminating with the familiar red hue of light, she is then transported into a seemingly old castle that’s familiarity is hitting her. “Where am I?” Alliah demanded. As she knew that the little girl that is claim
(HER DARKNESS) “SAY.” With the tone of giggling and the smile that everyone knew and was used to seeing. Jaira’s attention is taken, all along while she is observing and carefully monitoring every move of the commandments in her palace and void of both darkness and light. “Wouldn’t it be convenient for everyone if we just let the daughter of hell be in her current state?” “What do you mean?” Jaira immediately asks, but not that wondering from the words and silly suggestion of one of the commandments. The naughty, and playful one. “Carlos.” She drops his name that in turn made Carlos chuckle and then giggle in delight. While playing with his collection and hunting down heads of the demons that are getting more and more with each passing day. Especially since the death festival is already approaching. “Just think about it.” Carlos continues, deducing the fact and giving the point for his words and suggestions. “If we just let her be in her loya
(PRETTY COMMANDMENT) “WAKE UP, DANIELA!” Expressionless and undeterred by what she is seeing in front of the mirror in her little world and void. She in her presence and appearance is similar to the Supreme One, and the only one who had such features, unlike the rest. Is in the middle of her own space with a bit of not wanting to do a thing for a moment. “Tsk!” She smirks, irritated and not even in the slightest mood to receive such a visitor nor she wanted any company at the moment. Despite being the prim and proper one among the rest. “You know that you are not invited in here, right?” Her words are insulting in a way, considering that the pentagram and gate that was drawn and shown with the hue and belongs to her senior, is someone that she should respect. As it is thought to her in that way. She didn’t even look back and instead drops his name unaffectionate. “Carlos.” With a huge grin and call us to the cold treatment of their little com
(THE OWNER OF THE TAROTS) “THE tarot cards can only be handed and passed down to the eldest daughter of the family. The one who is blessed to have control over them.” Words from the past that Valerie memorize from long ago. The repeating scenes that she continues repeating and watching from her mirror. Not to remind her of her mission, but she finds it intriguing and amusing to take part in. “Remember that, Pauleen.” With a sinister smile drawn on her face, Valerie then giggles loving the entire mission that she is been given. “The real owner of the cards. The holder is put asleep intentionally, while the twin is known as the enemy, but in reality, is not. Just how this entire roller coaster scheme, dread, and hope will turn out to be?” A bit mocking of the entire written novel that the Supreme one wrote way from the very beginning. She continues watching the little scene that she is a bit flashed forward to the recent time. “Let’s continue where t