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Princess Celestine ; An abandoned lady leading other similar abandones

You are not born because you wanted to, you are born due to the will of your parents and god, if it exists. However, the way you live is your own choice. It is not something someone else can decide. Live your life the way you want, so when you die you can say, "Damn, that was life."

Mini_Xixi · Fantasía
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6 Chs

Seeing the two balls for the first time

Two kids, huh? 

… 

Let's try it then.

The girl takes a deep breath and retrace the path of pain. 

There, after following she reaches a place with light. It has been a long time since she saw light. The last time she saw it, when she had escaped after burning the hut. But … it was not this bright. 

The ball was warm. 

The ball stopped as if shocked by her sudden arrival. Then it flew towards her at full speed and started rotating around her. Sometimes rubbing her or sometimes simply circling. It was behaving as if it saw a relative after a long time. 

*Swish*

 While she was observing the ball and enjoying it, a few black whips flew in the space and dragged the white ball away. 

It was dark, but seeing the movement of black whips, it seemed as if someone was dragging the white ball away from me. And the white ball was trying it all to fight against the 'evil' black hands. 

After pulling it away, a black ball flew in the direction of the girl. This time there were no whips, but it was bouncing up and down in front of her as if angry at her. 

Before the girl could say something, the white ball rushed and tackled the black ball away from her. 

Before she could react to all this, those two started swinging their whips, brandishing their sword, and the only thing she could do was an afterimage of black and white and a piercing pain. 

Beads of sweat appeared on her face. 

There was piercing pain in her body. It felt as if someone was pulling her blood vessels and stretching them. She was in so much pain that she could only take deep breaths and bend over. 

The black haired man was still in the room. His eyes were reflecting pain but only a whisper left his mouth… " You need to bear it. You need to control it. Your destiny includes suffering to overcome that, you need to go through this. "

The girl was curled into the fetal position inside the space. 

*Huff* * Puff* 

The girl was taking deep breaths and trying to bear the pain. She could see the two balls fighting fiercely each other as if they would not stop until one of them was dead. 

The girl by now understands that these balls are to kids, and this body is the vessel, and this pain is the death. She has understood completely that she has to stop them or else she will die. 

"I don't want to die. Not again.I could come to life after being burnt, and I could tolerate blood gushing out of the places where my hairs used to be. I… I need to do this. I can do this."

She tolerated the pain and tried to stand up. 

She was shaking, her legs were wobbling because of pain. Her face had lost all colors, and the blood was coming out of her lips. She takes a deep shaky breath, and yells "STOP!!!". 

The two balls freeze in their movements. She takes this time to tell those two balls. Her voice becomes colder, and eyes become dead. But the words which came out of her mouth were properly understood. 

"You two are living inside my body. I understand that you two do not like each other but I do not want the two parts of my body constantly fighting. I. would. rather. Die. then. Face. it.

… 

Separate from each other, either, or merge into one."

"... "

" *Sigh* I am abandoned. I will not abandon you two, so… , we can die together. Okay?"

"... "

Hearing all this, it was as those two understood. The two balls separated from each other. 

The girl now was feeling weak. She could feel her consciousness slipping out of her control. In the moment of her last of consciousness, she smiled weakly as she looked at them and said, 

" Good babies. It is good that you listen."

With the weak smile her figure vanished from the space, and she once again felt into deep sleep. 

This time, the black haired man was looking at her with the same dead face. But, this time, his eyes showed surprise and relief. In the dark room, a small whisper sounded, 

"One more step closer. You are quick to learn. … Child, I wish you could walk slower on this thorny path, unfortunately, you are already wounded before it could start. "