my hand shakes、and as a result ー I carelessly stab myself、over and over again ; adding more wounds in the process

⠀⠀ The Saintess's hands freezes mid-air ; wounds of the heart、maybe it could not be fixed by hand after all ー but Jia's actions, caused small wound to close up, making the Saintess watch in confused amazement ⠀⠀

i exist. in thousands of agonies — i exist.

they asked me what dying feels like. the only answer i had was 'not everything feels like something else.'

i will always have nightmares of that day. no matter how much time has passed, i will always remember. the nightmares will never allow me to forget. i will never allow myself to forget.

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It's time to revamp. 🫡

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