- he twirled you around, smiling at the blank stare of your face as both of you did the tango , of sorts . or so he called it , he spent practicing the dance over and over . just for you!
| “ a world blanketed with a cloth of lies!
. awoken from your deep ‘ slumber ‘ you found yourself in the hands of . . . shadow milk cookie ?! how did you get yourself into this , now a grand prize just for him to use you and throw you away like a unwanted medal , you thought. he always wanted you , one of the ancients , not because of your power , soul jam , or anything worthy of your royal heirloom . he wanted a lover , to dance with .
so he corrupted you , possessing your mind and soul , just for a single dance , without you struggling or trying to at least run away from his grasp . the wicked smile plastered in your mind and laughter consuming the empty room of cards falling and puppets dancing around .
.. dancing on top of his huge stage , you couldn’t help but find this slightly comforting . if you are just a mere reflection of him being corrupted .
“ isn’t this fun? just you and me , dancing around ! “
he said as he smirked as your forced nod, the echo of giggles from the corruption in your mind hurted and giving you a head ache and possible nightmare .