Kaori, Sister of Sins.

ㅤ ㅤ ❝ . . . Good monring… ❞ The little side eye from the girl after opening her eyes, exposed the deep darkness of the void, the true darkness… Seems she had been expecting them to come… She said in a monotone voice that would bring chill down one spines… >>

. . . Only hints of clothing belonging to woman were shattered around behind buildings or beside dumpster, almost like they dragged there before taken away somewhere else… All of them were woman above the age of 20… Anyway, there was one report of someone unfamiliar near >>

ㅤ ㅤ . . . For a being of such reputation… It would often be found near a grave which often give one black flower of unknown origin, it is always at different times of the day or night, no real pattern beside the dark color flower laid across the limestone… ㅤ

━▣━━◤ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ◢━━▣━ ㅤ❝. . . 𝕀 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜 𝕀 𝔸𝕞 𝔸𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕎𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝔸𝕕𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤... ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝙊𝙍 𝘼𝙈 𝙄?~ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❞ ━▣━━◤ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ◢━━▣━

The sister shifting.. squirming. Not wanting to... how much it would burn. But she has no choice but to obey. It is the lesser evil every time and she knows that well. Her hands dipped in salt.. staining her hands white as it clung to her sweaty body. Reaching to rub herself slow