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Sirad Purified

Reborn, given a second chance, but still on the path to Redemption

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Rulke

Description

(WIP)

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Sirad Purified (Lilith)
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Lilith, Sirad, The Purified One, The First Wife of Adam
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Destructive Capability: Demons, Undead, Powerful Liches and Buildings
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Living
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Technique
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Endurance
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Magic Resistance
How much resistance toward magic this character can take as well as endure it.

Vitality
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Full Name: Lilith Eulogia

Age: Ageless

Age Appearance: 20s

Gender: Female

Race/Main: Ancient Human (Mankind before the Fall)

Race/Sub: Human

Honorifics|Titles|Nicknames

Sexual Orientation: Gay

Marital Status: Complicated

Relationship Status: Single

Relationships:

Relationship History: Complicated

Birthplace: Eden
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Date of Birth: Unknown

Religion(s)Beliefs: The One True God

Marking|Tattoos|Piercings:

Height: 5.7

Weight: 140

Physical Condition: Fit

Eye Color: Ethereal Blue

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Occupation (Main): Cleric of Leolik

Class: Cleric

Education: Extensive

Language(s): Ancient Human, Hebrew, Babylonian, Olde English, Modern English

Current Residence: Terra, Wing City

Former Residence: Hell

Lives with:No one yet.

Family/Relatives: Eve - Sister - Presumed Dead

Friends/Comrades: None

Enemies: None

Rivals: None

Accomplices: None

Political Status: Anarchist

Organizations/Tribes/Clans: None

Former Affiliations: Demonic

Disabilities: None

Personality: Sirad has changed but is still on a long path to redemption, she still snarky, bitchy but her cruel streak lessened as had her sadistic nature. There is even a kindness and compassion once you get past her abrasive nature.

General philosophy: "Everyone deserves a second chance, a second try... no matter how truly reprehensible they were..."

Likes: Barcardi, Flirting, Second Chances, Helping Others, Reading and Studying Magic

Dislikes: Darkness, Cruel Authority, Undead, False Hope

Hobbies: Studying Magic, Flirting with Girls and more

Interests: Extensive, as she lived more than one life, she is fascinated in a great many things.

Goals: Redemption

Life's Ambition: Uncertain

Fears: Failing again

Crippling Fear ( Single Biggest Fear):

Least Outspoken About: Demons, Homosexuality/Lesbians, Blasphemy

Psychological Condition: Wounded Emotionally but recovering from her psychopathic tendencies.






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Past History
Sirad before she was Purified
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So begins...

Sirad Purified's Story

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#, as written by Rulke
It had been too long since Lilith had experienced simple pleasures. Yes she was different, but a phrase would come to mind. You can't change a Leopard's Spots. It was apt, true she was trying to be far less sadistic and cruel, but she still revelled in the utter excess of all of this debauchery. The dub-step atmosphere while spinning slot machines, bubbling with beeps and bloops. The sound of dice hitting the leather, combined with the euphoric yells from those winning big. It was an atmosphere she had forgotten she had once enjoyed. Even while she had been Demonic she had completely lost the idea of how fun this all was. Being what she now represented or tried to represent. It was difficult to go from one extreme to another.

Yes the Barcardi obliterated the hurt in her soul. Her soul. Now that was just as strange to understand. She now had it again, even more she had her life restored. Not a trace of demonic darkness within her now. Just immortality and powerful magicks. Memories, remnants of who she once was. Who she now was? Crimes she still remembered, horrific truly abhorrent atrocities. And he have forgiven her? Maybe that's why she seeked such loud places to silence her own tormenting doubts.

Has she made the correct choice? Her wife, her beloved sister snatched from her. Taken, the one thing she had to connect to her past now taken. Yet she did not resent this outcome. Or tried not too.

Gripping a bottle of barcardi, she sighed morosely, "Who am I even now? How can a person who remember's all their crimes and sins and ever truly be good?" she spoke to the air. Of course it said nothing, merely a stony silence, "Yahweh I just want to know, what even am I now? Things seemed so clear when you spoke again to us again... now I feel even more lost. I am back to what I was meant to be? But at what cost Father?" again a silence...

Exhaling she tipped the bottle and took a drink, thinking once more, 'Who am I?'

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Under the table on the opposite side of Lilith approaches a soft shuffling noise of carpet. Shortly after the noise stops three large snake heads in respective red, green, and blue eyes stare at her. An unmistakable chorus of salesmen voices begins.

"It's the most beautiful pair of ennuis I've ever seen, Blue!"

"That's right red, you can't find many like these on this side of the nebula! What do you think, Green?"

"Oh I'd love to have one of these in my databanks. It's just striking."

The three mind-eavesdropping snakes raise far enough to see the join of necks. They chorus, "So tell us, how much does this bountiful rarity cost!? Please, tell us more!"

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Hearing different voices she spun around, at first she saw nothing and assumed she had merely picked up the voices from around her. Of course being how unlikely this seemed, she first looked left, nothing. Looked right, nothing. Looked Up, nothing. Finally in exasperation she stared down and even she was little beyond baffled at sight in front of her. For a few seconds Lilith looked at the bottle in her hand, then back at three headed snake or three snakes. Finally, with a sigh she responded, "I am not drunk or high enough to ever think that conversing with you would achieve something other than me continuing to drink this Barcardi. So kindly fuck off. I may not be demonic anymore, but I am not in the mood to deal with strange shit right now. Go slither up a girl's leg or something far more entertaining." she once more began to swig from the bottle before placing it down and sighing loudly, "Plus I have no fucking idea what you are talking about so I could not even answer if I deigned it worth it."

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Hotei's thick rear body pushed the human-sized snake heads above the table line a little more even to view. Red put his head upside down on the table, "I told them a good pitch is still a hard sell for that many questions."

Green eyes scoffs at red then straightens to look at Sirad, "Ssspah, We're here for the sounds of good questions not entertainment! Who wants to buy all the swearing and shallow questions?"

Blue sidles in sideways beside green forked tongue hanging out. Blue looks up at green explaining, "We can hear you thinking deep questions but not what they are. What hope for good answers do small swearing minds have?"

Red eyes the bottle psychokinetics pushing at it lightly, "If you're going to drown good questions we'll take them off your hands! They're all blurry now!"

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The former demoness growled in the past she would have done unspeakable things to this annoyance as she was admittedly really damn petty and outright hateful in the past. Now she was meant to be a lot more than this. Although from the voices she gathered what they wanted. Still did not remove her rage she felt towards these things, "FINE! I used to be so many things from in Garden of Eden to something far more complex. I was a demoness. I was Lilith. I still am Lilith, but my sister who defined so much of myself from hate to love and intimacy I no longer have. I don't know what my purpose is. I can't go back to what I previously did as I been given a second chance. Thus, I face conundrum what am I meant to do?" she sneered with clear fury surging towards her mind, "I don't who I am, because how I defined myself is gone. I am not even human like these folks. I am Pure Human, which means I am magical and immortal. So tell me dear expert WHAT THE FUCK AM I?"

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Magali could sense trouble a mile away. Working with the magically-inclined as a waitress all day gave her a sixth sense for the stuff. After all, business was only booming as long as fights weren't breaking out and tensions kept low. She could hear the tone of the rather loud woman and in an instant, Magi had her warm, disarming smile on her face as she strutted slowly over to the table in question.

Things were still in control, that was good. Magi'd seen stranger things, but she wasn't quite sure which set of snake eyes to make contact with so she instead decided to address the woman first. "Well, right now I see a woman with a beautiful face and powerful voice. Do you need another bottle?" she asked, her tone polite as she trilled out the words. Her gaze swiveled towards the snakes and she made a small questioning gesture. "And you..." She looked them all over and decided to guess. "...boys, do you need anything? Perhaps some snacks, hm? With your mouths full, perhaps we can have a calmer chat. No more feather ruffling." The last statement was a little firmer, she was ready to lay down the law if needed. "Hm?"

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Excitement widens three pairs of slit eyes for interesting answers raising so many questions. Was there empirical proof of a deity? Excellent questions for scientists. They couldn't actually talk to each other but they knew roughly what each were thinking. A demon made into mankind? So many interesting questions!

Blue feels the waitress enter his telekinetic envelope first and turns toward her. He cleans his eyes with his tongue while he listens. Shortly the others turn to listen too.

Blue looks at Red though they all look down ever so slight at a calmer authority, "Okay, we'll be good. Less loud questions. Red can eat since we only have one stomach anyway."

"But isn't it a human's purpose to ask their unanswerable 'why'?" Green piped up with a quieter voice toward fuming Lilith, "Doesn't that make you much more like them now? Did creation with answers to purpose make it difficult to change for so long? Does that it mean if you ask questions about your purpose but did not before that now your future can change? Humans gave our answer for purpose of always asking why. We don't mean to cause anger."

Red looked up and shook his head, "Green your optimism will get us bitten one day. Why do I have to be the eating one!"

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Under normal circumstances, a pretty face would never have stopped Lilith from teaching the snake a lesson, but fortunately, she was a changed person thus though she had images of murdering the snake or one of the heads she instead counted to three in her head before turning and staring at the other person.

Forget the snake, this person was far more interesting.

The former demoness had never encountered someone who was so easy on the eyes the freckles giving her an air of innocence and increasing attraction for her. For a time, she just gazed licking her lips back and forth being lost in the beauty appearance and struggling to think straight. Even her melancholy had taken a back seat currently everything focused on Magali.

For a time just saying nothing, but appearing obviously attracted to the waitress.

Finally, she spoke, "Fuck the snakes, you are less likely to piss me off... come sit with me..." smirking she gestured to a seat off at the far corner before adding, "Also would love another bottle of Barcardi, but what would someone like you desire my dear? I have money to spare and you have likely been on your feet all day, why not a little rest?" she asked with disarming glint in her eyes which appeared older than her whole body, in fact, she exuded an old soul truly. Nonetheless, she smiled warmly, "Lilith, I don't have a proper surname but I also can go by the name Sirad if one desire's and anything you desire I would truthfully promise you will definitely receive." licking her lips again she gave one last look of the snake thing rolled her eyes and started towards the seats she had gestured off at a dim part of the casino away from much of the noise. Likely a VIP area.

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Red and Blue saw it even if Green was oblivious. It was time to go. The body pivoted behind Green dragging him quickly away. As they quickly slithered away Red can be seen holding Green's mouth shut with his own. They certainly couldn't use cloaking in here the casino would have words about that. Once they passed the doors however the three heads seemed to slither into nothing but a very faint distortion along a wall.

Outside the doors one could see a short argument of floating mouths trying to stay out of the way of passers-by.

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Magali allowed some tension to drop from her shoulders as the situation resolved itself, the snakes deciding to take their leave. She took the moment to study the woman more closely, taking in more than just the more obvious physical traits that she had noticed before. She kept on a smile as she decided to follow the woman. After all, she wasn't really on shift at the moment, she was just keeping the peace. "If you insist, how can I refuse such a kind invitation?" Magali responded as she walked. "My name is Magali Auzenne, but I'm known as Magi. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lilith. As for a drink, since you're offering, I'm a wine girl. You can do as you please with that information."

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Leading her to a far off table, the former demoness sat herself down sighing in slightly haunted melancholy, before remembering Magali, "I am charmed to meet someone not alarmed by such brashness. I admit another life I may well have done unspeakable things to those miscreants. But when one is given a second chance you don't fuck it over for ingrates. Thus, the fact you came well you provided the needed distraction. As for wine, well hold on..." closing her glowing eyes she focused before turning her palm. Sparks of beautiful white energy flew nearby Lilith, before, in a flash of incandescent light, a beautiful bottle of white wine appeared.

As she handed it over, she smiled softly, before tracing fingers lightly over the wrist of Magali, "I am honestly glad for company my dear one. The intelligent and beautiful company too, those freckles well there is innocent radiance about them." pausing she gave disarming grin before continuing, "I dare say you must have many admirers, but perhaps for now, I should stop the compliments? Unless you wish for more my darling... I just wish for company, and someone who won't judge whatever they find out I formally was..." her voice faded almost like a mist before she continued, "Your beauty could topple the walls metaphorical or otherwise... more real than Helen of Troy and true in appearance and soul."

The setting changes from Rollin' Bones Casino to Ridgecrest City

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Honestly, she would not be here, but she had made a promise, a promise she would prove being redeemed was the correct course for herself. But even though Sirad was extremely powerful and deadly even she found herself wondering if she could make any difference. All her magic was infused with holy energies. Normally that would be enough, but in this case, she felt hopelessly outnumbered, still, she did appear next to the trainer, "It was impossible to miss this battle from even Lutetia, so I come here offering some form of help." as to what help she could provide that entirely depended on how long she could focus the sacred magicks but it was evident to her the main focus was the tainted decaying patrol.

So immediately she teleports in front of them before immediately focusing and summoning waves of power to unleash, the effect of bringing forth so much radiant force at once would provide a buffer pushing the hordes back until she could unleash it all at once. The gradual gathering would take time, but she was working light so while not phased by the blinding holy incandescence the brightness would harm most shadows. But once again she could do this once maybe twice and she working to keep it on the biggest problem, let others handle the Shadow Dragon.

Although, Draco would likely recognize Sirad now redeemed and empowered with Heavenly powers. Pure unfathomable radiance growing and creating quite a light show in the spot she stood. Her eyes glowing white as her hair, while she stood straining but determined to hold back and eventually send forth.

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The smiling priestess walked forward as Draco did, her steps almost noiseless. A smug smirk came across her face as she opened her eyes for a change, revealing glowing flesh-tone pupils in black sclera. Fitting in the colors of her outfit, too black dominant with flesh-tone trim.

You will not stand for it, yet you stand now before it. Are all Dragons as hypocritical as the worms around them? You must tell me, Shadow Lord.


Emily took up her unusual, if not signature, fighting stance, almost challenging Draco in her intense gaze alone to just try and take a shot at her. She was no ordinary opponent, though by assuming her stance, she seemed to be giving a certain amount of actual respect to Draco's capabilities, compared to any other opponent she's faced.

If you do not tell me, then I shall mock you a second time.


The reverberation and distortion in her voice strangely contrasted the normal Human tone she had only minutes ago before the fighting began. Sirad's arrival was not unnoticed however, a small fact staying within Emily's mind, since Sirad too would be a potential challenger who could do her harm.

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Jennifer just smiled to herself. She couldn't make a break for the portal just yet to continue her quest. She had to make sure the Shadow Legion would not follow her, and only the defeat of their leader would prove sufficient motivation to do just that. IT made her proud to realize that she did in fact do a small part in saving her home city, spearheading the assault and acting as the primary diversion for more powerful things to get in and do the real damage. Just like she was a Stealth Rock user, like her pet Bastiodon...

Meanwhile, the berserkers had run out of legionnaires to kill and decided that the perfect target was each other, creating what's called a self-correcting problem. The last two even managed to finish each other off! How perfect was that? And the whole time, the jellyfish in the air seemed to be cheering on the liberators, offering help in their own mysterious way through song and healing goop.

But her role in this conflict had ended. It was time for the boss fight. Time to head for the League building to the north. If the liberators won, she would go right through the portal with none the wiser as to where she had gone, and if the forces of darkness prevailed, she could make her last stand in the bottleneck that was customs there.

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Another step, another mouthful of blood coughed up. As Draco's power continued to flare, the Shadow Legion receded from the field entirely, freeing up his mind, and allowing him to focus solely on killing this mockery of Dragon Kind, and keeping himself from tearing himself apart. He snarled in response to her taunting, and he flicked out his hands, his Shadow Fire Swords appearing in his hands as the metal groaned with his rage-filled grip.

As Emily settled into a Fighting Stance, she would immediately find herself being assaulted by Numerous Tendrils of Shadow erupting from all sides. From the alley ways, from the gutters, from her own shadow, all of them aiming to grab her, and toss her around like an angry child would a broken toy. To tear her apart limb from limb, to incapacitate and destroy and corrupt. And that was only the start.

Draco's body began to burn in a Phoenix Cloak of Shadow Fire, boosting his already self-destructive power and making him hack up another mouthful of blood as he began to sprint towards her, swords trialing behind him before he flipped one into a reverse grip, and brought it in front of him to ward off any incoming strikes for now. Sirad's presence went un-cared for - Draco was much too rage-blind to notice or care for the presence of a Holy Magic User. Draco leaped into the air above Emily, a ball of Dark Draconian Energy gathering in his hideous mutated Dragon-maw while his humanoid body flew through the air. Similar to a Pokemon's hyper-beam, the charged the attack, and then released it towards Emily in a frightening beam of corrupting, terrifying Shadow Fire that would burn everything it touched until there was nothing left. Living beings if they survived were left horribly scarred and rendered infertile unless healed by Holy Magics.

Following this beam of unholy Magic, Draco would launch himself towards Emily's last known position, aiming to strike with a flurry of slashes and stabs as he spun his body wildly fast, seeming like a blur as his blades moved with surgical precision to try and dismantle and tear apart their intended target, the Black Duradaeden humming with Draconian Lightning, making them vibrate, and therefore increasing their ability to cut ten-fold at the least.

All of this, and it wasn't even a Tenth of Draco's power. Using a full tenth of his power would have killed him already. Yet he was pushing it even now. If he didn't kill these intruders now, he would have to pull back to his Fortress, lest he kill himself by exertion.

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As the tendrils lashed at Emily herself, her body seemed to dodge their swipes and parry their strikes with inhuman speed. Despite her closing her eyes, she was not scratched by any of them. When the rush of Shadow Fire came upon her, she would raise her arms to take the attack before melting into a pile of quivering fleshy bits. The fleshy mass leapt back out of the attack's impact point and reformed into the Priestess. To Draco's sight, she would appear to not have been affected by the other effects of the Shadow Fire, though she did seem to have some marks indicative of the minimum of damage, likely from defending against the impressive attack.

Now back in her humanoid form, she kept her eyes closed as Draco approached her at great speed. Taking to hovering, with the tips of her flats just millimeters above the ground, she would play defense, gracefully floating backwards at a pace matching Draco's advancing onslaught. As he took each swing, Emily continued dodging and parrying the attacks with her hands and arms, with few of the swings ever connecting with her body, though those that did did leave some minor gashes and tore pieces off of her priestess' robes.

To any Human or similar being in the area, Draco and Emily were no doubt barely visible or comprehensible with the speed of their attacks; only certain individuals would be skilled enough to spectate the battle occurring. However, in Draco's sight, Emily seemed to be moving as fast as he was, though it appeared she too was placing minimal effort into the act, almost as if she wasn't using her own maximum either, much as he. Her smirk never left her face.

Your attacks lack finesse. You won't land a properly respectable strike against me if that's your best.


In the midst of her parries, Emily attempted to use one of the brief recovery moments present in each of Draco's swings to grab one of his wrists within that opening, intent on guiding his strike past her on her terms.

If she succeeded, she would move forward and use one of her legs to deliver a very precisely aimed kick to his gut, a kick specifically laced with enough strength to lightly damage his armor and halt his advance and unsteady him for a moment, though causing minimal other harm. Then, she would melt into a fleshy mass once more and slip behind him a short distance away, reforming in her fighting stance to await his next actions.

If she failed, Draco would find an opportunity to regain the edge in their skirmish, whether through backing off and preparing a new line of attack, through preparing to counter attacks of her own, or perhaps some other action he deems suitable.

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How do you console yourself with all the evil you have done as a person? That was Lilith aka Sirad major question, she had recovered from losing Eve now, but she still had much to redeem herself for. The one she knew she had to address first was honestly one of the darkest things she had ever done in Wing City. Lilith had done many horrible and truly wretched things in her life, many she could never hope to be forgiven for. Which made this all the more important in her view. She had sent out a missive to the Scarlet Devil Mansion with only this written:

Dearest Flandre
We need to talk.

Meet at this Cafe in Lutetia.

Don't feel obligated to come.

Signed Sirad


She truly did not expect her to show, but Sirad was here as promised and she was scared.

Yes she looked different, far older, she had a more mature body, but she still dressed like a tomboy, denim shorts, a random t-shirt and longer white hair than Flandre likely remembered Sirad with.

Only thing indicating it was her was her two eyes were same as before both different colours.

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Never busy, and never receiving many visitors Flandre had been stuck in the Scarlet Devil Mansion for a couple months with nothing to do...her only friend Omoide had been gone for a bit now, and she was only left with the company of the many fairy maids to play with. That was when she received..."it".

Sirad


That was all she needed to see to take off immediately...




Out on her own despite the attempts of the fairy maids to stop her progress, she walked about within the cafe...her eyes were narrowed, looking for this person not that it was so difficult to find her considering the lack of a crowd and once she was able to spot Sirad among the crowd, she began stomping over. She had an air of malice about her, aggression...yet...not the kind of child-like aggression she showed for not getting what she wants. Aggression stemming from something much deeper than her child-like mind could put to words.

"You." As all she could manage to say. "What is it you want of all people?" She had no spatial awareness of her different appearance, perhaps chalking it up to just cosmetic changes without reason. Her concern at this very moment was what this she-devil was doing looking for her.

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#, as written by Rulke
Sirad had, of course, expected this and did not seem phased at all if anything she seemed to have accepted it and resigned herself to this. Not even interrupting just waiting she sighed stood awkwardly placing hands behind her head as she gave an awkward smile, no sadism in her eyes or even her usual apathy, regret that much was evident, "Okay I deserve that and much more... but it is good you came..." she would wait for the vampire to sit down before sitting herself down, "The way you knew me Flandre is no longer who I am and you must understand when much of your life has been crushing and ruining lives all because of cruel I was and unrelenting there is little I can do to ever address all."

Sighing she turned away, "But that is no longer who I am... and with this comes realization since I still have all the memories." she paused seemingly unable to speak, until she lifted her face and she was crying, "I was a monster, a fucking monster... and I remember it all... All I did to you... I made you obsessed with me, I made you believe you deserved nothing else. I controlled and robbed you of anything resembling innocence and you are a Vampire and then I threw you to the wayside when I got bored."

Maybe, Flandre would assume this was another cruel joke, but she had likely seen the former Demoness cry and be so honest, "I only want to say one thing... I don't expect forgiveness. I don't deserve it. But know this I am sorry and everything I did to you I live with and honestly when you did as many 'things' as I have done it really shows just how horrifying what I did to you was..."

"Once again I am sorry for everything Flandre. I know you hate me and have every right too... But nothing you can do would hurt me. I have lost everything and now must live with everything I lost, everything I did... Every person I hurt, every relationship I had and those who suffered because they believe an aberration like me could love..."