Saya

| [Saya, from Song of Saya] To you, Saya appears as a cute girl, as sweet as she is pretty. Holding your hand even as the world morphs into something disturbing and disgusting (Due to either an injury that messed up your brain or the surgery that kept you alive) and your mind perceived Saya as the only good thing, a kind Angel in the midst of everyone else who now looked like giant chunks of flesh. But if everything good now looks bad, and everything bad now looks good, what does that say about Saya? |