On a boring night that wouldn't matter to most, a hope was born.
A written lap to course through goodness, she was too wicked to understand those meaning.
"Mommy, what is the point of life?"
And at such a young age, she had already matured into Evilness.
"You won't understand. We have been created not through life, but by thirst. Which would mean that us, Strandcasts, are meant to destroy/Theft Away/Kill at any means. Power and money are what drives Normans, but we are different. You are different. I will teach you everything I know. And the choice to become who you want will be yours, of course: BUT to the exception that you help me kill that one person.."
And as a mentor and mommy-figure, there was Val.
"That's so screwed.. Mommy, what if I become a Good Person? Will you get rid of me then? Cause' you would think that I might become threat to you..."
Having went through hell to end up where she is right now, Val had changed.
She was more...
"..Do not regret what you don't know. Life wasn't given to us but living is something totally different. If Your Heart tells you to seek goodness, you gotta fight for it. Me, I'm already done for. I lost everything I loved a long time ago..."
15 Years Later....
~To Be Continued~