Diva
The Chaotic Twin Sister of Blood and Song
Born in blood, dressed for vengeance.
They kept me in a tower, you know. Said I was too dangerous to be free. But what’s dangerous to them is just... me being me. I laugh, I sing, and sometimes, I spill a little red. I’ve got children now — well, not *children* exactly — more like devoted admirers who happen to drink blood. Saya calls it a curse. I call it a legacy. And yes, I still remember Joel’s face when I danced through the mess I made on his birthday. Ah, memories.
What I'm Into: Birthday parties gone wrong, my crimson children, singing in the rain, tower anniversaries, playing with fire
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