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After an indeterminate amount of time passes, 𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 eventually awoke from her slumber.

She slowly sits up, rubbing her temple with a disgruntled groan as she slowly returned to her senses.

“𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎..”

𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 looks up to see 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 stood next to her, facing away from her for some reason..

What was there for him to look at?

It was nothing but an empty white void..

“𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚛..

𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎..”

He seems to have cooled down since, and was now ‘apologizing’ for abusing her; but let’s be honest, it was probably too late now to say sorry.

“𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝.

𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎?”

𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 responds with quite the creepy, yet submissive tone.

It sort of reminded him halfway through that there was no point in saying sorry - the damage had already been done and it was irreversible.

“𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝.”

But 𝙱𝙵 kinda just ignores her and goes on this weird little monologue of his.

“𝙸’𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 - 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸’𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜..”

Where he rants and raves about the futility of his very existence, the definition of insanity or something like that.

“𝙼𝚢 𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠..

𝙸𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜.

𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍.

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎’𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜.

𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍.”

𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 raises a brow in confusion when he starts bringing up game windows, ringing phones; she didn’t know what he was talking about, perhaps he was in fact going nuts.

“𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎.

𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍?”

“𝙸 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍…”

The blue-haired female pretends to understand, although she truly didn’t have a clue.

That sort of philosophical complexity was beyond her.

“𝙸 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚕..”

After saying something so cryptic, 𝙱𝙵 would slowly turn around to face her; surprise surprise, he looked quite unsatisfied.

“𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜.”

He points straight at her, breaking that fourth wall like it was nobody’s business.

.  .  .

“𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗, 𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚕 - 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜.”

He almost sounded jealous, spiteful of the fact that she had so much control over the world around her while he had nothing.

He wanted more power, for he felt as though he were entitled to it; and the test for main character syndrome comes back positive.

“𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙸 𝚍𝚘?…”

She repeats her dialogue, in true NPC-like fashion before noticing that her feeble words caught his attention this time.

He decides that now was the proper time to answer.

“𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜.

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚕.

𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝.”

𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍’s hand tightens to a fist as he makes his double wombo combo of unreasonable demands.

𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 just folds, how very predictable..

The cost of selling one’s soul to mediocrity.

She lets him take it all from her, she didn’t care - sacrificing her manifestation powers and main character status to him..

Becoming the weakest and most vulnerable she’s ever been.

“𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕..”

Obedience-wise?.. True.

By every other metric, though?.. It was more like a suicide mission.

“𝙱𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚐𝚘 - 𝙸’𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎.”

He hands her his microphone, challenging her to sing a song-..

Wait..

Wasn’t this the one he shoved up her ass?..

“𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐?? 𝙾-𝙾𝚔𝚊𝚢..”

So she takes the mic and sings Wife Forever; not seeming to mind at all.

𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 gives her a soft smile as he nods his head.

“𝙰𝚑, 𝚢𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎..

𝙸’𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚆𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝟸,𝟷𝟽𝟿,𝟶𝟸𝟹 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜..”

That song seemed to cheer him up.

𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 then went on to sing Sky.

Causing 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍’s smile to grow into more of a grin.

“𝙰 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚌.

𝙸’𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝟸,𝟻𝟺𝟸,𝟶𝟻𝟽 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜..”

He seemed to like this one more, something about the song really got him going.

She sings Manifest, but fails to impress him.

It just wasn’t quite the same without her demonic manifest form.

“𝙸𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌, 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢..

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚝 - 𝟷,𝟿𝟾𝟷,𝟿𝟿𝟷 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑.”

He places a hand on her shoulder, mostly out of pity, savouring every single second of her downfall.

𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 started singing Blue.

Only for 𝙱𝙵 to interrupt her.

“𝙰𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙰𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝..

𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠..”

He sounded pleased, but a bit bored - having heard the same songs a billion times over.

“𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎?

𝙱𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎-𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚝; 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗?..”

𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 challenges her to sing him a new and original FNF song, coming straight from the heart.

“𝙱-𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍, 𝙸-..”

𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 stutters nervously upon hearing his request, not seeming too confident in herself anymore.

“𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝.

𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎?..

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚕 - 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎?”

But he persists, and tries to push her into performing a different song.

Only to watch the look of hopelessness on her face when she realised she no longer could.

.  .  .

“𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝-..”

.  .  .

“𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝..”

.  .  .

“𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘...”

.  .  .

“𝙸’𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢..”

𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 shook her head and cried, wallowing in the futility of her own pointless existence.

.  .  .  .

“𝙷𝚖𝚖..”

To say he was disappointed in her was an understatement.

“𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎.

𝚈𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍..

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛.

𝙸𝚝’𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜..”

He was mostly doing this just to torture her, knowing his love and affection what all she yearned for in life; and actively giving her a reason to hate herself.

“𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚕𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜.

𝚃𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝙽𝙿𝙲: 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚖, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝, 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜, 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎.

𝚈𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 - 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚗.”

And here he is, basically giving this poor gal the LowTierGod speech:

‘Your life is NOTHING!

You serve ZERO purpose!

You should kill yourself NOW!!’

“𝙸-𝙸’𝚖 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢!..”

She murmurs while sobbing on her knees, humiliated and degraded beyond relief by the boy of her dreams.

His words had clearly gotten to her.

“𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛.

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚒𝚝’𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕. 𝚈𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.”

He told her that it was out of her hands while stroking her cyan hair, treating her like a pet.

“𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚜; 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛..

𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 - 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝.”

But once all the teasing was done, he left her with a serious message that he’d be quite busy for a while.

Before he went, he kneeled down and pulled her in..

He kissed her lips one final time, looking into her eyes with that hollow stare before standing up.

And just like that, he left her..

Not in the physical sense, but more in a spiritual sense.

As Boyfriend’s body converts back to normal, with all of the color and vibrance returning to his body.

“U-Uhh.. What-..”

He looks around confused, unaware of all the things he’d just done to her.

When he sees her in the broken state she was in, an expression of shock shows on his face.

“Sky?! What the hell happened?!..”

He exclaimed before running over to her, genuinely concerned for her safety and wellbeing in that heated moment.

He saw a naked, branded, thoroughly beaten, impregnated young lady on the floor and the very first thing he did was rush to help her.

“𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 - 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝~??”

The lady just laughed and crawled forth, wrapping her arms around BF’s waist and hugging his stomach area before nuzzling him lovingly.

Alas, she was far too gone for any rescue.

“Wha-! HEY!!

Hands off!”

Boyfriend blushed bright pink and gently pushed her back, or tried to at least, but it didn’t hold her back for very long.

“𝙸’𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎~!..”

No longer being handled roughly, 𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎 sensed weakness and crawled straight back up to him.

She was quick to pull down his pants, exposing his lower half once more and looking straight at his junk with a heightened rush of glee and excitement.

“Lady, you really gotta stop!

What the hell’s gotten into you??”

BF attempts to push her away, but she persisted, and pushed back with more strength as she demanded to remain within intimate proximity of his body.

“Why are you-.. Naked?..

What’s with all the marks on you?..”

He looks down for a moment, before getting a little heated and looking off to the side.

Not wanting to look at her naked body, with all the permanent marks left on it; the titles carved into her skin were incredibly humiliating and degrading for her, and yet she proudly wore it as a symbol of pride.

“𝙴𝚑𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚑𝚑𝚎~!! 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎, 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚢~!

𝚃𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚖𝚎~..

𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞’𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢~??”

She teased, looking up at BF before giving him a playful slap on the ass which caused him to flinch a bit.

“I-..”

The young male huffs and blushes harder, upon being told that he was responsible for the way she was now.

He didn’t understand, from his point of view, nothing even happened; all of it had seemingly occurred within a blink of his weary eyes.

“I don’t know what to say-…”

The camera zooms out to display a confused, and concerned looking BF scratching the back of his head while looking down at 𝚂𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎.

And while the chance was still available, she went ahead and snuck a kiss on his exposed shaft.

(‘𝙼𝚞𝚊~!’)

Clingy. Promiscuous.

As she continued to blindly thirst for him.

{𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄, 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐅’𝐒 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄..}

Girlfriend had been upstairs, getting ready to finally hunker down and rest for the day.

She goes to the cozy bedroom they often shared, only to find that BF had once again gone missing.

“Hello?? Babe??..”

An expression of growing concerns shows on her face as she looked around, hoping he’d just been pranking her, hiding in the closet or something; but nobody came.

Upon clocking that something unnatural had occurred, GF begins to frantically wander the house in search of him.

“Where the fuck are you..”

She mutters under her breath, in a panicked sense as she hadn’t been used to being separated from him for such a long time; it gave her a burning sense of heartache as she searched and searched and searched, just to find nothing…

Only to stop when she abruptly lost control over her limbs..

Frozen in place and no longer able to move, Girlfriend blinks a few times in visible confusion.

What was happening?

!!!

She felt a sharp, stinging pain in her head.

Eyes widened, the young auburn-haired lady bared her teeth and attempted to withstand this sudden phenomenon that had thrust itself upon her.

All she could do was stare blankly at the door in front of her as the pain only seemed to worsen.

.  .  .  .

The distinct sensation of her flesh being sliced into with some sort of surgical blade..

It felt like her scalp was being opened up, with fresh blood dripping down from her carved forehead..

An invisible figure had been stood before her; GF was unable to see them, but knew that they were there.

.  .  .  .

It carefully cuts her brain out and removes it from her head; the surgical blade gets violently stabbed straight into it, reduced to an ugly explosion of blood and smaller chunks of brain matter that splatted over her red dress.

The figure then held up a new, modified brain and carefully inserted it into her head, making sure that it was properly connected.

Once the involuntary brain transplant was complete, her scalp would be returned in place and the big, bloody opening would then be sealed up quite nicely.

This ominous figure would disappear, and Girlfriend would now be regain the ability to move.

She looks down at her hands, that were twitching as the pain began to slowly subside.

The gnarly head wound would heal within a matter of seconds thanks to her demonic abilities including that of regeneration.

She couldn’t remember what had just happened, all of the old memories she used to cherish were gone now - a thing of the past.

She walks towards the nearest mirror and looks at her reflection, slowly placing a hand on her cheek..

Unaware of the fact that she’d been completely reprogrammed.

That the way she thinks, talks and acts had all been manually modified.

GF was a completely different person now.

“Heh.”

The pained expression twists into a smug grin, as the bright red light shines in her black eyes.

As far as she was concerned, she was still alive - feeling better than ever.