A Miserable Finale

Good at seducing, you're really something aren't you?

Finding the right time to strike.

Pouncing when the opportunity reveals itself.

You may realize it, but you're right.

I'm done being miserable.

It's your turn.

The splash of red reminds you of the puddle of red when you took my first time.

Stains of sin covered your eyes.

An ending crafted by you, I did nothing.

Not so arrogant now, when life is dangling by a thread infront of you.

Why are you screaming?

Are you trying to ask for help?

Now the roles are reversed.

This nightmare.

The final chapter of punishment.

I'm done being miserable.

Let us rest in peace.