MatchaChocolate69
? Your Valentine ?
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As my essence fades away, the realization hits me – I am defeated, yet for the first time, there is a semblance of joy within me.Kihihihihihi~
[Sugoiiiiiii, Matcha-kuuuuun!]
Not only have you recognized your fault, but you have sought to rectify it too! I must venture to declare that even I am impressed by this level of reflection from one such as you.
Moreso, you have even pondered to cease your sickly, romantic pretense and empty words that speak of this 'mutual companionship'. Veeery well, I shall permit you to use me all up and toss me by the roadside, shall that day ever come. FOR THAT IS HOW TRUE LOVE BETWEEN EVIL OUGHT TO BE! Even though I know that possibility has been eliminated, lest you die and be reborn as a vile hero. By then, your chocolate heart will turn white, and that bitter taste shall be replaced with a milky sweetness I so despise.
Indeed, you are foolish dreamer, but even a fool who dreams is incomprehensibly more powerful than a wiseman who can only look at the earth and the sky before him. To know what it is to be ignorant and weak is one of the most human things! And that pathetic feeling is what guided us beyond the edges of reality. One day, even your chocolate may overcome fate. A day where you may build a chocolate castle, where the earth shall be bitter chocolate, the lakes shall be caramel-chocolate and the skies a condensed chocolate stream!
That is a future promised to you by taking my olive branch. Kihihihi. Of course, if our future there ever comes to be, I will eat that chocolate world of yours - your faith, your time, your trust. Then I shall shed my heart in search for a new delicacy.
Until then, the best destiny awarded to us is this stage. My stage whereupon I may bring everything to a gleeful climax, and ensure it stays there forever!
You have truly brought me glee and amusement, for that, you ought to be rewarded. Come. I shall grant you loving words and reprieve.
grips you by the neck
The truth is, before you, I have already loved many others. Many were more evil. More determined. More charming. Yet I remember none of them. Why? That is because I am only human. Even if my heart won't die, the memories in my soul shall be written away the moment the Villainess' Declaration stops holding them together.
the force coiling around your neck grows stronger, your airways should be crushed at this point. Yet you feel no need to breathe. She shall breathe for you. Instead you revel in the feeling of chocolate bursting forth from you like a fountain.
Yet, I do not resent this. Instead, I take pleasure in this empty feeling. Because to forget is a blessing afforded to us humans. It is our privilege to burn away our memories in exchange for better things! That much, I will tell you about my power.
Somehow, even though you are only gripped by the neck, your entire body feels as if it is skewered. Holes form in your chest, legs, arms, everywhere on your body. Far more chocolate spills out that you should contain.
Even though my words shall soon decay, and my madness for you will fade away. I shall still let it be known-
The chocolate sustaining your life fades spills into a cast. When did it get there? Your consciousness is too hazy and fuzzy to ponder that much. Instead, you imbibe yourself in the feeling of being turned into something greater than what you once were. Before your head fully melts, Seymour whispers in your ear.
Ai~ shi~ te~ ru~ yo~
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licks chocolate blood from her fingers
I prefer the taste of cranberry, but this isn't bad, either. Kihihihi.
I may become just one among many in her eyes, but in the form of a weapon, I will always be by her side.
This moment signifies both an end and a new dawn. Alone, my strength is negligible, yet I am capable of bestowing my power upon her, the sole entity with the might to shatter the chains of fate.
Indeed, she possesses that formidable power.
Through her, I shall witness the future that was once beyond my reach – the culmination of epochs and the birth of new eras.
As I let out my final breath, I realize it's not as grim as I anticipated.
Matcha ceases to be and transforms into [The Bitter Scythe of Love, Death and Chocolate], a tool designed to obliterate destiny.
In becoming this weapon, I am eternally bonded to True Seymour, ready to carve a path through the very fabric of fate with abilities inspired by my own essence.
There is so much beauty in this.
It is so poetic.
I found a purpose.
For me, the curtain closes.
I have no regrets.
Don't cry for me, but applaud the show.
THE END