ꌩꂦꀎ'ꋪꍟ ꂵꂦꋪꍟ ꓄ꃅꍏꈤ ꂵꍟꍟ꓄ꌗ ꓄ꃅꍟ
ꍟꌩꍟ.

Blood oozed from the staircase with every step she took. Although she couldn't see it, the blood was actually there. But only I could see it. I was the one who made her, after all.

She sighed out of boredom, 'when will I be able to stay at home?' She thought to herself. It was currently the middle of the school year, and Ardin was hating every last bit of it.

The thing is, she always wore bloody clothes and her hair was a mess. I always wondered how no one noticed this. Maybe they just didn't care? I didn't know at the time, I just kept observing.

Ardin left her house shortly after she ate, she went on her daily journey to her...school....I didn't think that was a school. She entered a building with hardly anybody and a laughter erupted when she opened the doors.

That wasn't a building I had ever seen before..."Ahahaha! Ardin~" A singsong voice called out to her. Ardin just stood there. Something was definitely off. When a figure emerged from the shadows, Ardin swung a sharp object at the figure.

She repeatedly stabbed the figure in the chest as blood splattered on her clothes and face. She started giggling uncontrollably. Once the meat on the skin became liquidy, she stopped and lay down next to the body.

I was confused. Was she a murderer or was that something that always happened? Again, I just continued to observe her. She interested me, she stole my heart. I want more, I want a relic of her and I will get it. I'll do whatever it takes. ฿Ɇ₵₳Ʉ₴Ɇ ɎØɄ ₳ⱤɆ ₮ⱧɆ Ø₦ⱠɎ ₮Ⱨł₦₲ ł ₩₳₦₮...

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Hey guys! This chapter was 190 words, but including this....idk. I'm too lazy to write it down so....Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Comment, Vote, and Follow!