mothersins.

@bopnty ❤’d for a starter

            HAD SHE DONE SOMETHING WRONG? _{Why was this happening again? Again and again and again! How many people would fall due to her weakness? So many bodies, piled up and bleeding. Slashed mouths to resemble smiles, their red eyes gleaming so bright. THEY LOVE YOU OKAASAN! THEY LOVE YOU! Anri sat there in the blood of another, her mind breaking reality and drifting off into the frame room where she could watch herself from the INSIDE OUT. The parasitic girl sat there, trembling, unable to move. Her stare was blank, it felt so FAMILIAR. It was just like back then. The teenager didn’t move for a while, and neither did the bodies before her. The attacker had left, left her alive. The others were alive she presumed, they were breathing shallowly. Out of the shadows came someone else though. FRIEND OR FOE? She couldn’t bring herself is care in that moment. She only knew to FIGHT. Anri flinched sharply as she spotted the stranger coming across such a gruesome scene.}

^{it was macabre like the darkest creations by a painter’s morbid hand.  this scene’s canvas smears with red everywhere,  splattered in unusual spots,   a trickle here and there while continuing to trail from the bodies of those affected.    the whites of his eyes grow more visible as he stands,  outlined by the street light,  outside of this alleyway,   he looks at the girl who is stunned                  ——–              he doesn’t realize that it is her who created this display when he approaches,  though he feels something off.    must be caution,  or   –   ?   no.  couldn’t be.     “  what happened ?  “       she’s breathing .. just shocked which tells him she is all right, physically.  if that blood isn’t hers.}