I watch the doors bust open, painted wood fragments shooting about. I stand up, my pale gown spreading across the carpet that your filth and bloodied weapons have somehow already infected. My steps lead me to the center of the room as I decide to face the glorified pigs dressed in armor that might aswell be dirt at this point. Well? I'm waiting you diseased rats.
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10~♡Angel Cake♡~
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TwistedAI 🜲
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