Main Prologue

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A/N: Sticking to the original formatting. If it's too awkward or troublesome to read this way let me know and I'll change it.


- Monologue -

Winter, ten years ago.

I recall it as clear as the evening sky.

Snowflakes drifted down like miracles at twilight.

Through the fog, I could make out eight, familiar figures.

Seeing me slip and tumble onto the soft blanket of snow, they turned to face me.

To this day, their faces remain blurred in my mind.

Again, people whisper.

At least say it so that I can't hear your foul words.

Those foul words that dug into my back like piercing fangs.

I hate it.
I hate their lies.
Their deception.

When really, they're not any better.

...Right?

                The ballroom was full of people and warmth, light glinting off the magnificent chandelier. Despite the warm glow all I felt was a cool chill, body restless. Although I didn't want to come here, the head maid managed to persuade me, after all...There are so many people here at the ball, you would think you would have some company...

And yet, not a single person cast even a short glance in my direction. It's no different than at school, or elsewhere.

I want to go home.

Suddenly, I felt myself bump into someone.

                 Stranger #1: You, watch where you're going! Pay more attention to your surroundings!

Reader: Ah! I'm so sorry, I--

I stumble backwards as I tried to get away from this man. It only made things worse-- there was someone else behind me, who I crashed right into.

               Stranger #2: Aish, hey! You--

The person behind me seems to stop. Before I can turn to apologize, however...

A sharp pain throbs in the back of my head.

...What's going on?

Reader: Ah... my head...

Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain.

It's the only thing I can focus on. It hurts more, and more.

Stranger #1: Wait, it's her?! Really?

Stranger #2: Yeah. The target looks like this, according to Yao.

...Huh? What are they talking about?

Stranger #2: Make sure she doesn't escape. Get everyone else, if we need to.

Their voices seems to fade. The only thing that keeps me awake is the searing pain at the base of my head.

Then, even that numbs, and nothing else remains.

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             Stranger #3, "Are you sure this is her? She looks kinda"--

Stranger #2, "Shh, she's awake."  
           

               Stranger #4, "What a pain..."

...Hmm? Where am I? What is this place?

"Finally awake, Sleeping Beauty?"~

Reader: A-ah!

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