They gave her a notebook and a pen.
And then five men came, ripped apart her body, violated it, destroyed it completely.
After three months, they offered her to leave. She couldn't. This was her life, now. Her life. So she stayed. They left her with the five men. Soon, three of them fell.
I watched her body crushed and raped.
Then, after two years, I finally mustered the courage to walk down towards this seeming clone of mine. I erased her memory and fixed her up.
Because the two years of ringing in my head could not be ignored. Because that was master's wish.
Eternity.
