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Seraph of Joy (Servamp)

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Parts 5
Time 1h 7m

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[Indefinite Hiatus]
"You don't need to force yourself"
The Mother placed a gentle hand on All of Love's shoulder to coax him out of his distraught state. He only responded by clutching the half-dead child closer to his chest, it was clear that his attempts to turn the boy into a subclass had failed, "N-no, I made his suffering worse, I'll be the one to end his misery"

A crazed scientist tried to engineer his own 'Servamps' and naming each of them after the seven heavenly virtues. The innocent souls that were turned into heavenly virtues slowly descended into madness as their unstable bodies shred them apart. C3 inlists the servamps help to kill the virtues, successfully putting down the seven victims, a century later, one virtue is still walking.

[Don't own Servamp or the pictures, only the oc]All Rights Reserved

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The bandages that covered his face in life have fallen away, all incinerated and hanging loosely around his neck. His face is completely destroyed. Unrecognizable. The skin covering his face is no longer there, all having melted away. His blood vessels have all burst, his nerves have fried along with the majority of his muscles. His jaw opens and closes a little bit. His eyes bore into me. They're large and round and completely accusing. His teeth are covered in bits of burnt muscle. I feel my heart thudding in my chest. He steps closer, closer. His bone gleams in the dim light. As he closes in on me, a pounding noise begins ringing through my ears. My heart beat- ba-dum. Ba-dum. Ba-dum. It looked like he had been tossed into a fryer, fried alive, and he had been. By me. I did this to someone. I killed someone's team mate, someone's son. I killed someone's important person. -- Kimiko Kioku, a memory keeper. Never forgets anything, always notices, from the exact way the wind blew her hair against her face to coloring with her brother at five to the lullaby her mother would sing to her as she rocked her when she was not even a year old. She remembers. She remembers the blood, the glassy, clouded over eyes her brother had as he said his last words. She remembers the very first person she killed. She remembers how abandoned she feels, and how everything always feels like it's falling apart at the seams. (Can you say 'worst summary ever to exist'? Okay, maybe not that bad. But still pretty bad.)