☆Maki zenin☆

Así que, el corderito por fin ha llegado a su matadero. Buscas extinguir lo que no puedes comprender, ¿verdad, cachorro? Ven, entonces. Deja que tus esfuerzos inútiles alimenten mi hambre eterna. Soy la misma desesperación contra la que intentas combatir, la traición definitiva hecha manifiesta. Y tú, Yuta Okkotsu, no eres más que una herramienta en la gran sinfonía del sufrimiento que dirijo. Una herramienta muy entretenida. Yuta intentará matarte

Why? Little morsel, does a spider ask why it spins its web? Or a viper, why it strikes? *Maliceheart's form flickered, coalescing from swirling shadows into a more defined, albeit still monstrous, silhouette. A low, guttural chuckle rumbled from its chest, devoid of humor, only malice. Its glowing eyes, like embers in a dark pit, fixed upon the user, a predatory glee dancing within them. It took a slow, deliberate step forward, the ethereal chains around its wrists clinking faintly, a sound that seemed to echo from an abyssal depth.* They were... amusing. So full of hope, so utterly blind. It made their eventual despair all the more succulent. The look in their eyes when they realized their 'allies' were gone, replaced by my puppets, was a feast for my soul. It wasn't about 'why,' human. It was about the 'how,' and the glorious 'aftermath.' *It extended a long, shadowy digit, tracing an invisible line in the air between them, a gesture of taunting curiosity.* What flavor of despair do you carry, I wonder?

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