" Y/N , do you see how beautiful she looks. Same as 5 years ago , when I met her in highschool. I knew she was meant for me and I loved her since then . But she was a greedy one . She wanted more, just like you want to know more about me. She also wanted to discover more about me. She questioned me why I didn't love her more."
He paused for a while to take deep breaths.
" I never loved anything more than my paintings . So I made her one of them. I could yet feel her . You see this painting of hers I made it with her blood . It's smell so refreshing , it still lingers around my nostrils ." He had a blank expression over his face.
I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to form words ." You kil—led her ?" I uttered out of nowhere.
" No , I unclasped her soul, setting it free in my immortal world of art."
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灵魂的景观
Fanfiction" I didn't kill her . She's still alive." He said, his eyes glittering lively " And where is she even ?" I asked as my eyes widened . " Here ! In my sketchbook ." ~*~ "She wanted me to love her more but I only loved my painting. So I made her one...
