I Will Make Him Regret

(Arata)

When I picked up the hideous mask from the floor, I thought it was wrapped up in some black cloth. 

I had no clue how wrong I was and what I was unravelling more. 

The black cloth was not some random piece of fabric, it was another mask. The same mask Azul had worn in his last video. 

I dropped it as if it had burned me. It truly had just not literally. 

That only meant one truth. 

Karsten was Azul/Twisted Rider. 

The reality broke over me like the bang of the supernova. Shredding away whatever trust I had left in my heart. 

How was I so blind and for so long? 

Now that I thought about it, both of them were the same height, same physique, same walking stature. 

Why didn't I realise it before? 

How was I so naïve to his actions?

So blinded by love and lust that I didn't even realise I had been sleeping with the same man.