Trigger warnings for blood, horror, neck trauma, death, suicidal ideation etc will feature, follow with caution.
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Written by Andy.
blog est. Nov 2013
Status: Hiatus (as of Mid August)
Formerly strigoxica.
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|| { † } For a moment, Homura was stunned into complete disbelief. A small part of her still wanted to believe that Sayaka was bluffing, but as soon as that girl had been brought into the conversation, there was no risking blindly letting these threats go unnoticed.
And then when the taunts had been uttered… that was when she knew she couldn’t hold back her anguish any longer. It felt as if Sayaka had plunged a dagger deep into her flesh and tore open the wound, ripping out the entrails and wearing them for pleasure. Unpleasant memories of Madoka’s mangled corpses (so many corpses, so many corpses) flickered across her vision, before Homura blinked them away with an angered scowl. Unforgivable. There wasn’t even time to consider over the rest of the words being spoken. Unforgivable, unforgivable, unforgivable.
❝ Miki Sayaka. I do not care much for who
or what you are, but I will not allow that
to happen. If you seek confrontation,
then now is your chance to achieve
it. If you were looking for a joke, then
now is your chance to run. ❞
With a flash of purple, Homura had already whipped out her ring and transformed. Fine. I’ll play this twisted game. Let’s see what this demon wants.