It was getting too hard now... Every day was a struggle to control her violent urges. Every day was beggining to be a struggle not to hurt those that she cared about. So she did the only thing that she could do, spend one more day with Kiersa on another one of her wild antics. This tome it was to a cosplay show and gave Mary her last few memories. It wasn't Kiersa's fault, but on Mary. She was too scared of dying on that night of the convent and let the corruption go in her. So this was the end of a life and at least it was fun. Kiersa eventually stood at the edge of the rail and gave one final look to the others in the guild before giving a smile and letting herself fall backwards off the guild. Her body plummeted below with no way to stop and for a small while in her final moments of her life...
...she could feel the warmth of the maker before the candle that was her life was snuffed out. Mary was finally at piece...
...she could feel the warmth of the maker before the candle that was her life was snuffed out. Mary was finally at piece...
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