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located in Alfheim, a part of Deliverance, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Ellen Winter Character Portrait: Korhya Filia Character Portrait: Crescent Winter Character Portrait: Shiro
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❝If smiling brings happiness, what do tears bring?❞


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|| Girl Inside || Mika Kobayashi ||




Aya was curled up on the ground, whimpering and shaking. "Stop fighting it." Itward Cherubim muttered, holding the cauterizing stick in his hands. "You're bleeding out, you're going to die if this keeps up." She could barely move, but still, she didn't want him to do anything to her anymore. Without the strength to smile, she no longer believed that everything would be okay. Try as she might, the little squid didn't have what it took to keep on smiling. The stupid little squid didn't know how to do it. Her sister always told her to smile no matter what happened, but in the end she couldn't even do that. How pathetic,was she. Since she couldn't keep on smiling, she was no longer promised a life of happiness and joy. Because she couldn't keep on smiling, it was all over now.

She screamed as the heat burned at her insides, stopping the flow of blood. "If you'd just tell me what I needed to know, this wouldn't have happened." He shook his head, looking at her as if she were an alien. Was this what it meant to be an Untouchable? Did all Untouchables do this? Aya didn't know, she didn't know anything. How could a stupid girl - was she a girl anymore? Her special thing down there was destroyed, was there anything she could do that was girly anymore? The squid whimpered and shivered, remaining a useless heap on the bloody ground. She heard a sigh of annoyance and then Itward Cherubim disappeared up the stairs. Aya sniffled, not knowing how to move. Was it possible for squid furniture to move? The stupid girl didn't know, but she would remain like this forever probably.

There was a creak. The door opened, but the footsteps were different. They were most definitely lighter, not like Itward's deliberate and slow steps that clearly indicated his presence. Still, Aya tensed, her blonde hair like a carpet of yellow on the floor, spreading all out from her head, some strands soaked in the red blood puddle that was her new bed. A tuft of red hair, bright yet grim eyes, and a voiceless gasp greeted her. Aya had been forced to recognize this girl's face. It was Nio Cherubim, the youngest daughter of the Cherubim family. She pulled out some strange white gel and began working, rubbing it on the hurt spot. Aya twitched, sliding away from her. What was that? What was that? She didn't want that.

Nio pulled at her collar then, the choker pulling away from her throat to reveal a series of harsh painful scars lining her throat. She opened her mouth and tried to speak but no sound came out. Was - could it be? Was Nio another of Itward's victims? His own sisters? But family was supposed to love each other, but what kind of family did this? Nio's gentle hands, her delicate touch allowed Aya to feel a bit of relief and the worst parts of the pain faded away into nothingness. Nio helped clean Aya up with a wet sponge, dutifully scrubbing away at the blood.