
ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ:@gardenPupstic Once upon a time you remember it well, the cloud fogging your mind the break you feel it overwhelmed. Flashes or red and green as your teeth bore into him again and again and again. Your own kin, your brother...or was it sister? You never got to know you suppose. With each kill they came back again and again. And you slashed again and again. Their blood painting you red the hunger never satisfied as the lady in charge had you continue away. Until finally they stopped coming back , the body a mess of parts and gore not even human anymore. You still think about it right? How many times did you kill him that night. I'm...so sorry πΌπππππ’ πππ

