"Rin?" Inaho smiled. "My past... What is that, anyway? I was born in a tube, and all I have known since my birth to now has been happiness, lies, and death. It's me. Inaho is Happiness. Inaho is Lies. Inaho is Death."
"Just do it! Don't you want to hurt me after all I've done to you and your friends?" Inaho pleaded, her voice laced with a sickening sweetness most unbecoming of her.
"Just do it! Don't you want to hurt me after all I've done to you and your friends?" Inaho pleaded, her voice laced with a sickening sweetness most unbecoming of her.
"Don't do it," Warui mumbled through her feathers.
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"Perhaps lacking any sort of childhood is what's wrong with you, then?" she cocked her head, "Lies and death? Doesn't sound like happiness to me. Quit fooling yourself."
"Just do it! Don't you want to hurt me after all I've done to you and your friends?" Inaho pleaded, her voice laced with a sickening sweetness most unbecoming of her.
"No, not exactly." She said truthfully. "But since you ask so kindly, I'll do it anyways!" She said, pulling out her dagger and throwing it at Inaho.
Augustine leaned up against a tree and watched deaths pile up at her feet, her furious hazel eyes fading into a deep, deadly red. She crossed her arms and locked her eyes on Inaho as if she was to shoot beams at her any moment. Luckily for the twisted maid, she wasn't able to.