i: reminisce

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Author's Note: The characters and story belong to Yana Toboso, the author of the original story: Kuroshitsuji.

WARNING: graphic depictions of violence and death, allusions to self-harm, mentions of transphobia. The character expresses problematic views which I do not condone.

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Grell Sutcliff had never thought much of humans.

They were below her, and not worth even a second of her torturously never-ending time. They were stubbornly optimistic, hopelessly romantic – just like she was oblivious to the ways of the world. They believed those who did good deeds would live a fulfilled life and go to Heaven, and those who did wrong would be punished and given a second chance to atone.

Now, you may be thinking that Grell Sutcliff is an extremely arrogant individual, which she was, but she was entitled to her opinions.

In the life she knew, pure souls were not sent to paradise and tainted ones to damnation.

In the life she knew, it didn't matter what you did or what sort of person you were.

In the life she knew, all souls had the same destiny, to be sent to cold, stoic, indifferent creatures – and she was one of them that collected the soul and cast the body and mind into an equally unforgiving oblivion.

But perhaps, maybe – definitely she was simply envious. Envious that humans still believed in such a kind and lenient world and envious that maybe, just maybe, such a world did exist and she would never be able to reach it.

So she tore at her skin and burst open her veins and welcomed the pain. She drowned herself in the cacophony of terror and blades and blood and adrenaline, jumping onto every opportunity to hurt someone – to hurt herself, to feel something, to be someone.

And the morning after, she would always ask herself, what have I done?

And she would do it.

All.

Over.

Again.

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