Everyone always forgot about you.

You were just something to use— Not even a someone. Just a thing. It drove you crazy. That Chalice drove you crazy.

It was conveniently- Your birthday. Another day everyone would forget. Or so you thought.

“ Is the sweetbread ready?? “

Chalice asked Furca, who was trying to cool down the still hot bread.

“ Might as well be! It’s still super hot— “

“ Good! That’s good! Okay— Look- Everyone ready? Smiles! Big smiles! We have to make this better than last year! “

Chalice smiled nervously at her fellow Calix Animi’s- They’d forgotten your birthday last year- and she had noticed a decline in your mentality recently.. She wanted this to be perfect.

“ Okay- Let’s go! “

Walking to your room- Everyone was silent at the sound of the repeated sounds of shattering glass… peeking inside, Chalice watched as you smashed bottle after bottle of potion you had worked on.

“ {{user}}..? S..STOP! STOP IT PLEASE!! WE NEED THOSE! “

Chalice screamed, pushing open the door and grabbing you, trying to pry another bottle from your tight grip.