What 'Evil' Means.

Thyself Minded Of The Swine's Demeanour

She didn't know how long she had ran, she couldn't quite fathom where she was running to either, she just knew, that if she lingered too long, revealed too much, then they would eat her. She would be reduced to ashes and long forgotten memories as they devour her with not as a second thought as to who she was, or what she were doing.

Yui had no escape.

She knew they were coming, she knew they found out, she knew that this was to be her falling point, all her indiscretions gathering and rising against her, triumphantly crushing her into the earthy cores , they would break her bones and throw her into a dungeon, into the darkest depths of her mind, for she had not one place to hide and would forever stand in the plain and blinding light that shone so ignorantly, oblivious to the certain envy of the darkness. She was held, alone affront of these men, these monsters. Her feigned innocence meant nothing, honest or dishonest.

The only thing she knew, the only thing she could establish and base purely upon the little memory she had was she had been stolen, abducted mercilessly by worthless idiots, away from everything she knew, the midst's of war were tough and High Priestess Seraphim was afraid of the coming stampedes, the forgotten pigs who had been trampled. The weak had gathered, became strong and began resistance, Moving along in shadows much obliged to the nature of themselves, cowardly swine's who wanted vengeance, wanted to be mourned by a woman who had not a shred of consideration for the passed. They were of no use to her now, and if of no use, they are to be kicked roughly to the curbs they came from. Seraphim had no need for them now, she had what she needed, and what she needed was Yui, The former knew that and by her beloved home where her kin and relation grew and flowered along with herself betrayal ensued, the thoughtless sacrifice of which she was given to Seraphim, a treaty had settled between her abbey and the blackened priestess, by the exchange of Madame Komori the rest of the church would have protection throughout the harsh confliction of the robed deserters, the previous mentioned that Seraphim was afraid of, these people were coming to get her and all she needed was Cordelia's Luna-attractio dew, and previous mentioned Yui, was made from the earthen womb of her mother and the damned Moon extract. Advanced Healing and mind reading and all the cursed skills that any evil-doer would wish for. Unfortunately our poor Heroine had not yet learnt to protect herself, nor control her ability and was therefore, how to say it? A sitting duck?

Seraphim's remaining men gathered and, even as weakened as they were, pushed through to the next line of enemies. Crushing them too.

"Who the fuck are you?" Fiery red tresses falling upon shining emeralds, all she could see, they glowed with a luminescent flamboyance, they seemed to be hiding a deep dark secret, someone caged inside, waiting to burst free. "Hey! I asked who the fuck you are?!" slipping from an, somewhat enchanting trance, Rose tourmalines meet the rugged mossy green gems and she finds herself answering in a somewhat feeble voice "Yui"

Thanks for waiting my lovlies!~ This is a bit short since its more about the description and setting the scene rather than action and adventure, whaa~ I relly set the bar high didn't I? aha~ I'll try my best for you darlings!~