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Christie was certain her end would be tragic, she already accepted the road filled with angst predetermined for an outcast like her. Everything the foreboding voice said to Rio was true, it doubled the pain she felt hearing those loudly and being shared with the man she grew up with.

She was no longer holding the strings and will of her body, the ownership was gone the moment the brand scarring was made on her chest, hidden on the left side. Among the Crown Org members, her branding was the only one placed on a different body part.

Will this be the end of my adventure? I haven't even started yet... Warm tears threaded down her cheeks but she couldn't raise an arm, her whole body was numb and she was simply staring up at the darkness, sobbing. Can she not have a second chance to live? To do what she truly wants in her life without being dictated by the Obsidian Household or the queen behind Crown Organization? From her mind's eye, she hazily saw her physical body possessed by the foreboding entity and doing unpleasant things in the town.

No...somebody please...listen...help...

The surroundings shifted, turning into an infinite gray–there were odd floating shapes and debris everywhere. An abandoned castle nearby shrouded in gray and black, it was cold here–the bed of wildflowers was dead, withered.

Christie pushed herself up, taking in the unfamiliar place. "Am I truly dead?"

"No," A stern voice replied, emerging from somewhere was a tall female with rich purple hair tied up in a bun. Her scrutinizing heterochromatic eyes stared at the brunette unblinking–blue and magenta, an odd yet interesting eye color yet it held no warmth. "This is her sekai"

"Huh? A what?" Christie asked in confusion, she wrapped her arms around her in an attempt to feel warm. "It's so chilly here!"

"My name is Phoenix, I've been watching over this plane for years to keep it in check and observing it for any malevolence" Phoenix explained, conjuring a black and gray scythe in her right hand. "It's getting worse and if I do not make a move, she is going to endanger everyone" Her unique eyes turned to Christie. "You might be the solution to my problem"

Oh not again, the short-haired brunette didn't like the sound of this, she barely had time to breathe and have leisure. "I beg your pardon but..." Christie was so stressed she was unable to hide the irritation in her voice. "...I do not know what is going on, when Crown Organization came to Twisted Wonderland I never partook in any field assignments of retrieving certain objects or killing someone. I was always inside my studio–"

"You are meant to be the vessel to be able to move from multiple lands and worlds" Phoenix interrupted her, "I can give you a second chance to have the life you want but in exchange, you will help me."

It was tempting, Christie couldn't find any trace of the scam in Phoenix's face. She meant business. "What do you want me to do?"

"You will eliminate the so-called Little Dawn"

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(In Wisteria)

Jade Leech was thrown out of bed at an ungodly hour, it was only a quarter past midnight and his body felt sore at the constant walking they had done earlier. Azul became overly enthusiastic about having the people living in Wisteria invest in his business and he had already sweet-talked a lot into giving their affirmation. It was not the main reason they went here in the first place though.

"Ugh, My dolphin? What's the matter?" He was surprised when Vernie suddenly shifted erratically in bed which made him fall flat on his face. They were sharing the same room while Azul and his twin were in another. "Are you still upset about not getting a proper audience inside the Wisteria castle?"

The pale-haired young woman was pacing back and forth frantically, her dual-colored eyes were wide gleaming with anxiety. "What is this ominous feeling? Could she be..."

"Dolphin..." Jade frowned, he disliked being ignored by his significant other but seeing how her petite figure shook and the uncharacteristically pulling in her hair made him think something was off. "Hey, talk to me" He approached the reaper, holding her by the shoulders.

Vernie was close to tears, "It's so cold..." She buried her face on his chest. "The connection is gone, I always have this unseen bond with Red but I can't feel it anymore" That connection she spoke of was a mystery, Vernie didn't know how or when they became bonded but its existence brought that sense of being completed–like half of each other. Phoenix, what are you planning?! We have a deal! She didn't want to go with an absurd conclusion but her fellow reaper was the only one she could think of. "Jade, we need to go back to Twisted Wonderland"

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(In Cradle)

Inkwell hated this, she enjoyed wearing dresses too but not the ones with exaggerated frills, ribbons, or anything too girly. If Jamil saw her in this, he would quickly presumed she was high on something. But wait, maybe he would like it? Hmmm... Now that she was thinking about him again, her mood plummeted.

"Ugh! I want to go home!" She shouldn't have left after arguing with her boyfriend and to think it was due to a trivial thing too! If only Inkwell knew that their fight would lead to her accidentally falling down the damn hole..."Jonah! How long do you intend to make me wear this?!"

She was currently in the room within the Red Army Headquarters, the brown-haired young woman thought they would put her in a creepy, cold dungeon with roaches and bugs but instead, they gave her a cozy suite.

Jonah Clemence, who was the perpetrator of Inkwell's annoyance turned around–he had been standing near the open balcony and staring up at the dark starry sky and moon. "You will wear more of that while you are held captive here, I figured it was the kind of torment befitting you"

"Oh come on!" Inkwell flailed her arms, frustrated. This ribbon hair clip was so out of place in her head. "I didn't do anything that makes me a criminal! I got lost, okay?!"

"You shattered our hope! We were expecting Alice to show up not you!" Jonah exclaimed dramatically, "We've been waiting for the moment that we will be reunited with her again! We wished almost every day to see her, hoping it would be made possible but who did we get?"

Comprehending his exaggerated statement, realization dawned on Inkwell. "...Alice? You drama queen! Why did you not say so?! Instead of making me face Lancelot who didn't even bother looking at me or acknowledging my presence!" It slipped her mind that the redhead mentioned her brother figures' names were Jonah and Lancelot. "You are Mary's siblings!"

"Huh? You knew our Alice?" Jonah raised a brow, his interest was piqued. "We are not siblings in blood, we only grew up under the same roof but whatever" He pulled Inkwell, almost shaking her to know more. "How did you know about Alice?!"

Whoa, what was the sudden shift in Jonah's behavior?! It was a weaving of excitement, urgency, and impatience. "How did you know her?!"

"Calm down! She is my friend!" Inkwell pried his hands off.

Then an idea formed in Jonah's head, and he smirked. "Hmm...It seems we did get our wish and you did not come here accidentally"

"I don't like that look on your face, homie" Inkwell stepped back, her unique magic turned itself off upon arriving in Cradle just when she wanted to use it to break through and read Jonah's mind.

Jonah continued smiling. "You will not be released, I am going to tell Lance we will use you to make Mary go here"

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Riddle cherished Mary the most, she was closest to his heart and would always be his top priority. If he were asked what his treasure is, the definite answer is, of course, Mary. There was no doubt.

And today he witnessed his precious Alice get kissed up close by William Rex. He saw how the latter pulled the redhead close and connected their lips. Where did the sound go? Riddle only heard the loud throbbing of his heart, the beat going along with his raw rage.

The thread of his patience snapped and hell broke loose. 

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A/N: Again, reiterating that the final season will be multipairing for the girls so expect kisses and intimacy from not just one guy. I'm kinda excited about it but I'll take my time with it, slow burn tease. Alright, that's it for now.