Segment 0.9.5 | What a pity…

A long time ago....

In the earlier days before disaster struck, It was peaceful. Monsters who lived underground despite everything where living in nice conditions, and lack of misery. Beautiful days, flowers bloomed, birds sang with all of their soul. living with my soon to be ex-husband, and soon-to-be-passed-on son, and the human child whom i'd adopt with the same fate. the childrens played, did tomfoolery, sleep in the same room with their own beds. A loving husband who'd plant flowers and drink tea and lead with pride… Nothing could get better than this, right? A couple of week later, Both of my children have died, by the humans. My husband readied to war with the humans is desperation as my own. 7 seven humans soul that would free us and cause us to be able to avenge my children. I don't know how they left the barrier or why they died but one was certain… Things will never be the same or as peaceful as it was before. I took me the first human to realize the mistake is his plan, after all. It was also a child… "A mother bore this child and now I must take them away from them," I thought. I never participating in doing the mission ever again. I asked and begged for him to let it go, but in his frustration as well as I… I knew deep down words weren't enough… I stepped down as queen and abandoned It. For what I ultimately thought was the better choice, as for my husband who was stubborn and could not think pass himself. We divorced shortly after the third child and since then I've been in the RUINS. Every since then, I'm been trying to stop this nonsensical slaughter of poor, innocent, naive children from his and other monsters hunt for them. And yet, in my attempts in doing so… What has it led me to… Failure again and again and again… It it as if i'm being punished by being sent by innocents just to lead them to their death… But, even if monsters cannot gain a [soul trait] like humans. in my heart, I felt hope just one more time, that this time it shall be perfect. little did I know, that not all children are foolish and naive… Exposed of my sins and broke me down into desperation and just… What do I do? When a determined one wants to leave my side just like the rest… And here we are as she appears ragged and burned by some by my own attacks as I swore I never harm and another. And even so, in her eyes, mirror my own with a kind of guilt and the one who wears the pink rosey cheeks of my first adopted human child. Oh, I'd wish I could turn back time again. I'd promise to never let it happened no matter what I it takes… As I ask her, "Why? Can't you please understand what i'm going through? It hurts me, more than I could hurt you…" I drop to my knees in shame, and tears flow.