PROLOGUE
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It all was starting to come together now. I mean, the amount of times I would rip her hair out over WHO would kill so many nobles, and go as far as to kill both of my parents, my oldest brother, and his … girlfriend? Whatever they were.
"This is ridiculous." I would swear up and down, many red yarn strings tying to MULTIPLE culprits I knew from negative experiences as a child.
Rosa? The creepy priest at the local church? My ex-boyfriend? My best frien——
No.
It wasn't him.
It couldn't be him.
Why would I think it was him?
We were having a sleep over the night of the mass murder.
Right?
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No, I am right, it wasn't him, it was definitely somebody else.
It was an adult.
It was somebody filled with hatred, with utter disgust for nobility.
It was somebody crazed enough for murder to officially identify as a serial killer amongst society, and have the audacity to hide away like a little bitch.
It was somebody crazed enough to kill royalty, to dance with death's scythe on a fateful night.
It was somebody crazed enough to spread hate into the kingdom, and leave three children to deal with it.
And that's the harsh reality I live in.
A society not even me and my delusional mind can escape.