(DARK NIGHT)
“YOU will be me as I will be you, and into my slumber, I will patiently wait, take care of everything,”
To the scream and cry under the full moon night, a woman giving birth to an heir, a destined holder and fated to serve the Shrine Maiden is about to see the light of her first life.
“Ahh!!!!”
The lady screams as everyone around her is giving their aid, doctors, and nurses helping her get through her hard labor and a delicate one, to begin with. With the child that will bear their clan’s future and the pride to serve their thousand years master. She is the very reincarnation of one of the twin gods of Lightning and thunder, &
(MIRROR) “NICE TO MEET YOU, HA-RU-NA.” Shaken by surprise, yet more likely from the dread and sudden bound that pin her on the spot and worst without anyone of them noticing the enemy up ahead. Haruna’s eyes widen as a familiar voice, eerie giggle and a mark of the beast greeted her out of the blue. To her own time that stood still, and the distortion that none of them notice or even felt. The psycho draws a lustful smile as her golden colored eyes reflected her very image where time ticks, yet not on her. Worst and out of a fix horror, without a blink as no one of them had the chance to, everyone falls dripping with their blood, dead and rolling without their head. To the mansion that is being painted with everyone’s blood and the screams that exchange the bliss and festivity of the night. God&rsq
(DARK ANGEL) “NICE TO MEET YOU BOTH, FARAH AND MARIE VILLAFUERTE.” She smiles as it makes her shiver not in fear nor due to a chill, but her hungry heart and blood to take her vengeance towards the chimera who stole her very life and identity. With the back of her mind screaming the intention and very word to kill and take back what was originally hers. Marie snaps her back unto reality as she taps her shoulder and looks at her with worry and wonder, as she calls her. “Farah?” Immediately smiling and with a nod in return, she assures Marie that everything is all right, for now, as it all should be, but not for long. Looking back to the elite’s adviser and the mistress of the hunter’s clan. She
(ANGEL OF FATE) “WHO ARE YOU?” Asking, he draws a smile onto his face as he replied. “Kevin. Nice to meet you, white witches’ queen.” Taken by its familiarity, yet rather the played fate that twine the both of them, a memory knocks as it whispers. “Tell me, just who will I fall in love with, Daniela.” “I’ll tell you, but it will not be now, now to your next lives as you will meet him and you will know for, he holds the uncanny resemblance of the two people that dears to you the most.” “So, it was you.” Come in face to face towards the person that is fated to her, yet is asking the very opposite of that intended rea
(DEATH REINCARNATE) TIME, SPACE, AND DIMENSION.Just how deep do you know about this thing? Alchemy, the forbidden science. Necromancy, Tarots, Zodiacs, witchcraft, Gods, Demons, angels, and the seven deadly sins. Would you like to know, would you dwell as would you like to bet from it? Now, now, shall I introduce them all?THE SEVEN DEADLY SINSThe cardinal sins. The mirror of the seven loops of hell and the very blasphemy of God's number of seven. Revolves the very concept of a person’s desire, the fault and
(THE GIFT) HUMMINGa death tone as HIS voice echoes unto the four corners of the dimly lighted room. HE carefully sat on the chair as HE opens the case of the keys and started to play as HE hummed in between. The lullaby engulfs the entire place, as the eeriness of the song HE plays unto the keys of the piano is what’s prominent. “Now, now, now. Whose job should I supervise now?” Whispering, yet taunting, HE looks at the mirrors pilling in front of HIM. In a form of a wall, as their distinction and mark describe and point towards the living one, they represent. HE calls through a whisper as he speaks. “The gift.” With the pluck of the key as the rhythm created by the piano hits a mirror descended. To its color that is painted with dread and death, li
(THE PAID DEAL) WITH a smile and the taunting words floating inside HIS mind, HE looks at the mirror that reflected the scene of the owner it reflects, yet marks the difference as its very soul is different and the one that is inside is not the original one. “Now, now, now. Shall I move my rook?” whispering HIS plan and upon raising his hand and pointing the very image of his chess piece of the rook’s representative. HE draws a sinister smile as he traces the image of hers and felt the satisfying mix of dread, fear, and will to protect and survive. HE snaps HIS finger as the mirror forms a ripple unto its surface. Slowly in the nick of time and before seconds could pass, a dark void is a form opening the gate into that very place. Satisfying hums in between his smiles, HE steps foot inside as the eerie wind blows. With another snap fro
(LOST) “TAKE CARE OF EVERYTHING, NOW THAT YOU ARE ME,” Suppressing her anger as she guarded her thoughts against the chimera in front of her, she smiles as she pretends and accepts its hand as it greeted them. “Nice to meet you both, Farah and Marie Villafuerte.” “The pleasure is ours, head hunter, Miss. Haruna.” Finally intertwining her life inside the borrowed vessel and identity that was granted and gifted unto her towards the body, identity, and very life that was stolen from her. Everything is playing according to plan, as the pieces are falling to where they all should be in the grand chess game that the Gods is playing and reminding. “From now on, you will be ta
(REALITY) “IT’S TIME, RIGHT?” Whispering the words that are set to be a reminder of the inevitable end of the first book and within this world. Chie’s footsteps echo as she walks towards HIM. To HIS throne as HE patiently waiting, along with the walled mirrors at HIS back. Where he put a shadow upon to blend the dimly lighted hall of HIS palace. HE slowly opens HIS eyes as HE looks directly at her who sat on her chair crossing HIS, as HE smiles in a dreaded way and agrees. “It surely is.” To that command that hides behind those words, she smiles as she blows her kiss sparling with blue dust as it flew unto the air and slowly formed into a deep blue hue of b