ENTER THE DREAMER
Artist: Carrotwine - Song: Dark Side Of The Road
Her hands slowly rose up to her temples, fingers spreading out across her face as her emotions kept climbing and climbing to a point she couldn't take. Her mind felt like it was on fire, with each beat of her heart it grew more violent, her jaws parted, dripping black fluids as she could sense Kokuto come up behind her, flinching when he placed his hand on her shoulder, her body freezing as she heard his voice once more.
They were like sharp knives, cutting into her denial, slashing it to pieces as she remained stiff and silent for a moment, her face hidden by her white locks as her stress hit a fever pitch in this moment. The humanity of her appearance seemed to falter due to this; Occasional eyes would blink open and shut along her body, a few remaining open, looking around erratically. Her fingers would blacken, turning into claws as she slowly dropped her hands, lifting her head to look at Kokuto.
Random spots on her face had turned into black splotches of scales, dark tears rolling from her eyes as her sclera had turned completely black, her irises glowing white as her lips were formed into a plastic smile, the same black fluid running down the corners of her mouth,"Okay."
Her voice was soft, unnervingly so as her hands touched the carpet, though as soon as her palms touched the floor, her clawed fingers suddenly tensed, creating defined clawmarks on the floor as her hands trembled, her head lolling to the side as the stress and terror in her mind spoke through her body,"Okay."
Her tone sounded noticeably more strained. She wasn't sure what she was trying to do, it was some strange mixture of wanting to vent yet preventing herself from exploding. She slowly got off the floor, clawed hands raising to weave themselves through her hair, her letting out a sad, disheveled laugh as she walked to the other side of the room. She couldn't help but laugh, laugh that despair out, as she leaned against the wall, letting out a coughing fit as she gasped,"...Am I just a plaything?"
She leaned back against the wall, her head raised to the ceiling as she uttered that thought, "So far my family has either abandoned me, harmed me, or used me."
She let out a labored breath before continuing, "I've only ever wished to help them, and what do I get in return? In some way or another, chewed up and spat out."
She let out another laugh, the eyes among her flesh crying her shade fluids of despair as well, "Is that what I am? Is that my role? Some thing to be used? For my kindness and compassion to be taken advantage of, now and forever?"
She coughed and heaved, suddenly a retching noise coming from her throat, as she tried to cover her mouth, but her head bowed, a sickly noise coming from her as she puked pure darkness, making a proper mess of where she stood, her breathing weak and shaking as she was bent over, trembling,"My o-own mother.. D-didn't even take note of m-me.. U-until I c-confronted h-her, on h-her bullshit.."
Another river of putrid spew came from her lips, her clawed hand slamming against the wall to keep herself off the ground, violent wheezing coming from the demon as there was visible dark circles under her eyes,"And now.. Y-you t.. Tell me, that, hahaha... T-that.. Hahahaha.. At least, for a while, just a little bit, one of the only positive relationships I could ever have at the moment, was started from rape."
She covered her mouth, eyes shut, the sound of sobbing coming from her covered lips as she tried to prevent herself from throwing up once more,"Hahaha... Holy shit, no wonder everyone fucking hates my family. I can't fucking blame them. I can't... I just can't.. They're just are, or were, fucking awful.."
Her clawed hand was brought to her chest, covering her scar, "..And where the hell does that leave me? Am I just going to become awful, too? Because it just seems like a fucking curse - You either become awful, or die horribly."