In the year 1745 was born an ill baby. No one had expected her to live, so she was left alone in The Forest of Death, where no one that went has came out. In there she was found by a specific woman, who took her in and raised her as her own daughter...
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≻Basic information≺
⋇The year: 1877⋇
⋇Y/n's Age: 132 years old⋇
⋇Y/n's Appearance: 10 years old⋇
⋇Y/n's Theme: The Four Seasons: Winter; Violin Cover⋇
⋇Kristine's age: 133 years old⋇
⋇Kristine's Appearance: 10 years old⋇
⋇Kristine's Theme: Whispers by Invadable Harmony⋇
⋇Jonathan Joestar: Y/n and Kristine's adoptive brother⋇
⋇Jonathan's Age:10 years old⋇
⋇George Joestar: Kristine and Y/n's adoptive father; Jonathan's biological father⋇
⋇Dio: 10 years old⋇
⋇Dio's appearance: 10 years old⋇
⋇Place: The London Festival⋇
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Kristine's POV:
I was just sitting on the bench, letting the memories flood my mind as my gaze fell to the ground. He has been born already.. this is the end of my peace, of Y/n's peace. Hell has come to earth.
"That's so.. unfortunate." I muttered as my eyes teared, I wanted more time with her..
I shook my head as I brushed the tears away and looked up. My stomach grumbled, reminding me of how exhausted I was. I looked down as I got one of my two salted corns out and I started munching on it.
