Abely C

POV One day I found the Rebecca Mary Crusie doll. He was the representation of a Pierrot... I asked: " Who are you? Where did you come from?", he then answered me: " I'm one of Rebecca Maru Crusie's friends... Or was". "Would you tell me everything if I asked?", "Yes".

Maka, a former princess, lives with her friends in countless unimaginable adventures. Come with us to see these mind-blowing adventures and diversions, where they will learn about friendship, love, life, sorrows, joys, injustice, and forgiveness. They will travel through a world covered in exotic biomes, unimaginable societies and many unusual races

This is so crazy and I have nothing more to say be surprised arigato

SuKiTa

Cassian was dead. That boy-faced man, perhaps because of his deficit in physical development, was even more disbelieving in the world than anyone his true age. Dead. He said he had been dead for a long time. He'd only joined Delilah to heal himself. He was always the same. Years and years passed and he always had the same face, and now surely no wrinkle would mar his childish skin and make him smile. Cassian. Cassian was dead.

SuKiTa

Considerations of a confused and abandoned mind. Fear, anger, tiredness. The Poison Count feels on edge.

Kalhens

The perfume that permeated his clothes. Blood and poison.