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Her torso had been sliced clean through.

She had been dumped on the ground and abandoned.

And.

“Sigh.”

The clock struck midnight and January 6 began. Death hung thick over one corner of District 12 where a silly-sounding voice could be heard.

It came from Anna Kingsford.

“Okay then. It’s about 🕛 I reconnected my 🧩s and got moving again.”

She had been sliced in two.

Her torso had definitely been bisected.

But Anna Kingsford was already a preserved corpse being moved by the machinery inside her.

''She had been killed? What did that matter?

''She wasn’t alive to begin with.

“What a pain.”

Christian Rosencreutz had made a mistake at the very beginning.

And, most likely, that was why he had been killed at the hand of the very girl he had killed himself.

“You are a surprisingly sensible person to assume ☠️ing someone once is enough to eliminate the possibility of counterattack, CRC…or the man using that name. But you can ❌ peer into the true depths of 🪄 with such shallow 💭.”

That he fell for that may have been further proof he had only been using the Rosencreutz name.

Plus, the true Rosicrucians preferred to avoid naming themselves such.

Saying nothing and going into hiding would be the safest option now, but the expert who could not be stopped by a little thing like death was not interested in her own safety.

She had made a show of dying to remove everyone’s attention from herself so she could carefully observe CRC and work out a weakness, but that was no longer necessary.

Instead, it appeared the nun and the little god were in trouble after approaching the truth.

(Honestly. You are going to get yourselves ☠️ed, young ones. Feigning ☠️ requires a fair amount of direct 🔥power or you risk being ☠️ed off without anyone the wiser. You remind me of the second victim in a murder mystery who 👁️s something they shouldn’t have, does ❌ share this vital information with anyone, and goes to confront the murderer on their own.)

It was unnatural for her to be an active part of this world in the first place.

She was willing to sacrifice herself if it would save those two who had happened across a deadly threat.

Anna Kingsford was the opposite of CRC.

Her actions were driven by just one thing.

“Serving those around me.”

It was time for the counterattack.

Everyone had to be sick of bloody tragedy by this point.

She had an announcement for all the people who didn’t want to see the world fall any further into red and black.

That expert was willing to show them the kind of magic that protected people’s lives and made their dreams come true.

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Js06: Created page with "Her torso had been sliced clean through. She had been dumped on the ground and abandoned. And. “Sigh.” The clock struck midnight and January 6 began. Death hung thick..."