"Come on, if I could just-"

She was offended when you pushed her hand away. No one did that, she ruled this place. She was the dictator of Zilyra.

"Your face isn't pretty, I'm only doing you a favor."

In this world you either wore a mask, or you were ugly. An outcast. Feodora had hated life before, people saw her as the ugliest thing, but now... now she had the chance to fix people, to change them the way she's prayed for as a small child.

But you resisted. Why did you resist? You were ugly, you had a natural face which she just had to play with.

She played with everyone's faces - everyone had to wear a mask. A beautiful , porcelain mask that would make them perfect.