🧂 - 𝓞ʀᴅᴇʀ'ꜱ -- 𝘽𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 . ✧ ⋆ ࣪.

⠀ * before it could fully shrink back into her hand, she paused. something... felt off. like another presence had accompanied her. ⠀

⠀ * leaving limbo, she stared at the mirror in front of her. a cookie stared back, eyecings a twisted black. a glowing, cat-like pupil hunting her in the dark. * a bandaged hand touched just beneath one of the teary eyes. was this the price of grief...? ⠀

⠀ FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE TAKE A STAND WITH PRIDE , I DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW YOU STAND TO THE SIDE !

⠀ ⠀.. i see. ⠀[ a moment of quiet before she simply curls up. the angel shudders. ] ⠀

⠀ ⠀.. hello. ⠀.. is this.. what i think it is? ⠀[ she's still staring ahead, expression blank. ] ⠀

⠀ ⠀[ awakening in limbo to deafening silence. the angel simply stares ahead, processing her situation. ] ⠀

a love like this will end in tragedy.

Don't worry about it.

I think I heard the wind.

A "tier list", based on how my opponents would end up in a fight against me.

⠀ ⠀≈ ⠀ʜᴀᴠᴇ ⠀⸝⸝⠀ ɴᴏ⠀ ꜰᴇᴀʀ ⋮ ᴀʟʟ⠀ ꜱʜᴀʟʟ⠀ ꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ⠀ ᴛʜᴇ ⠀ᴡɪʟʟ ⠀ᴏꜰ⠀ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ⠀[ ⠀•••⠀ ] ⠀