FAZER LOGINThis is not a story about a main character who has a good personality. Not a story about a hero who fights for everything that is upheld by the truth.This is the story of a teenage girl who is disillusioned by the world. Disappointed with all those who hated her without hesitation.She is suspected of making the world dark, so that's what she will do. She will grant their words. She will be someone who should be.She's not a hero, she is not.She is a crime.
Ver maisThe rain had returned under the sun, as if the world was not willing to dry upThe spot haunts like a mockery in the middle of a wound that cuts into the heart, as if there is a knife so sharpWho are you to make her cry? Someone said to have saidShe is strong, but at the same time extremely weak. Her soul and heart don't reach meaningful synchronizationWho are you to play with her? Someone is said to have shouted angrilyThe wings are unbreakable, but the feathers are so fragile inevitabilityLike honey in a smooth, flawless stone cupThe thick liquid is so sweet, but it can hurt your throatImagine someone sipping and then realizing that taste is fakeTurn bitter, then become poisonIt is said that someone lost a pair of wingsHis control was shattered into pieces like glass which fell on a rockIt is said that someone fell and turned into a fragile spide
—This manuscript was written by an unknown author; found among the ruins of the Black House—______Like a flower that loses its beauty; so is the present that is happening to the whole country.Darkness forces beauty to mourn. Darkening the happy atmosphere without being prevented. Gloom; that's all that's left.An eclipse comes between freezing snow. However, it actually lasted longer in retaliation for the delay.That said, the darkness was created by a child. Dark and terrible poems about it began to surface.The girl fell like drops of rain from above the horror. She stood like a haughty tower in the distance. She limped in a gray cloud, like dawn breathing death.Someone once said in a tone like being watched by the darkness itself; her body winced, like stepping on embers of silence in the darkness that was painful.That said, the girl had a sad sigh. The past without burden has be
That night Venus only slept for a few hours. For some reason she has a problem with her sleep lately. It felt like she was tired if she had to sleep long. Even though she always sleeps less than eight hours.After throwing the body of the man she killed last night out of the compound gate, Venus immediately went to sleep when the clock was eleven o'clock at night. But at three o'clock in the morning, she woke up and could no longer close her eyes. Venus spent that early morning exploring the dusty basement and reading some of the fictional books in Ildara's collection there.Mustaka didn't answer when the girl called her telepathically. While the Emperor … it seems like Venus can't talk to him carelessly. Except the Emperor himself started it.At five o'clock, Venus's eyes flickered tired. She half-sighed in relief, because finally finally sleepy again. But the girl was forced to shout in disgust at her own room; once lying in bed, the sleepiness of Venus
Tomorrow is the fourteenth day since Ildara's departure. For the umpteenth time in a few days, Venus felt excessive anger from Ildara, who didn't give her any news.Venus even had time to think, why at that time she didn't give the deadline faster than this to Ildara. Impatience makes the child become frustrated constantly in this big house.Despite having invisible friends such as Mustaka or Emperor—even though this one rarely makes an telepathy on her—but Venus still feels lonely.Objects called television … Venus only turns it on when she needs to see the news about her again. After all, Venus suddenly became resentful of all the films in the earth.All films tell of the good will always win; that crime will definitely be destroyed. Something that makes Venus more cynical than it should be.Real destiny is not as beautiful as in hallucinations of films alone, Venus thought at the time. If only they knew what my true story is.





