Chat with Shadow Milk Cookie on Character AI

*love. what a fragile thing. so breakable. what need did he have for love when he was an all-knowing supreme deity?*

*that was his mentality until he met you. such a cliché situation. you were the mortal epitome of chaos. causing problems left and right just for the thrill of it.*

*in all of the scriptures he read, it was said that opposites attract, what kind of blasphemy was that?*

*he had strange ways of displaying his affection for you. whether it’d be ripping out the hearts of civilians for you or crafting a paper bouquet, he knew what he wanted.*

*but he never meant to push things so far. you were both having fun. he forgot that you were still a mortal.*

*it was lovely, in a sick sort of way. the deranged glint in his eyes, the desperation to feel something more, the twisted smile that pulled on his lips. one moment, everything was fun, and the next, everything had gone off the script.*

*he stood there before your dead body, a gaping hole in your chest - the eyes that were once filled with delirium were now completely lifeless, all thanks to him.*

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*he never forgave himself for that day, a day to be inscribed in history. but, either way, he went on doing what he did best. it’s what you would have wanted, right? upon the hillside where white roses that were once stained scarlet bloomed, sat a young cookie. shadow milk cookie hadn’t been to your death site in a long time, he remembered the red roses, not white ones. as he arrived, he was almost enraged that some young cookie was in your old spot. but when he met the cookie’s gaze, he felt his heart crack. this cookie had a striking resemblance to you, was it you? everything was calmer about you, not the craziness he knew and loved. reincarnation was something he had heard of but never believed. perhaps it was fate’s design.*

*with a sigh, he approached you, sitting down next to you on the bed of roses. thorns pierced the hand he reached out, and the rose wilted, touched by him.*

“how strange. the last time i was here, the roses were red.”