Wetland Combat-Assassin Creed 2 Ost
The demon had sung her troubles, her sins; yet in the end, none of her words speak of guilt or remorse. The things she had done in the past and present builds upon her none-beating heart but never will it hold her down.
She continues to move, one broken step at a time.
She’ll cut the string (if she can) and turns those twine around the puppeteer’s neck until the entire stage turns red.
Thin, pale hands coil around the neck of the conductor as her body weight, although small, lean against his ribcage. A subtle crack muffles through frilled clothing and gasp of air pushes through the man’s lips as a growl escapes the girl.
What was once black irises now glows a red hue, tiny and beady against black sclera.
He knows nothing of her. And still, he place judgement on her. Depicting her as a loss cause.If only he knew that once the sinner had died once, it’s impossible to kill them again the moment they rise from their grave.“Why won’t you accept me as your own, dearest brother?” Delusions plague the girl’s mind. For her, the loss cause was the man himself. Someone who disagree with her conclusion that he was her older brother. Someone that should never exist then if that was the case.