Lament of Fate
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+A through F › CastleVania
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
7
Views:
2,216
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0
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The Past
Author's note: I am going to try a new style of how this story is going to be so I am going to focus on the Oc characters: Violet Rose and Nanase Tokugawa. There will be flashbacks or scenes from each point of view between the two characters.
(1474)
“Memories…Why do I feel like I came here for a reason?” The young girl questioned herself as she had sat up from the cold wooden floor. The girl had found herself imprisoned. Looking up at the stone ceiling, the woman let out a soft yawn and scratched the back of her head. This girl had long brunette hair and brown eyes. She had worn thin round glasses and a nun’s attire. “…Tell me mortal, what do you think you are doing here?” A figure came out of the dark.
It was a tall pale skinned man who had long blond-like silver hair. Of course, this man was cloaked which the colors were black and red. He revealed his fangs with a serious expression on his face. The man seemed like he was angry. “I’d like to know the same thing Sir. Sister Agatha had mentioned for me not to snoop around this castle and I have refused to do so. However, some strange presence has attracted me to this prison cell.” The girl spoke wearily as she felt her body shiver.
Her uniform and matching habit were the color of black with purple embroidery. “Humans are weak selfish beings…even if they are a part of the holy cloth. You child, should know that.” He scolded. “Then, what you might be is considered Dracula? I am not afraid-I kindly accept death. I have nothing to offer any way. My elders have even spoke of the same. Not being able to do a simple purification correctly, nor am I able to be capable of cooking properly. I am only the middle of three children and I am unable to be considered useful.” She spoke without showing the slightest bit of remorse.
“A human who thinks that lowly of oneself should just commit suicide and get it over with. But you are different from those types child. You could be made essential to this castle.” The man grinned at the idea. “Death can take you under his wing or Carmilla will nurture you. How old are you child?” He asked. “…Sixteen.” The girl answered. “Do you have a name Sister?” Was the next question. The girl gave the man a nod and answered him, “Violet Rose.” “Sister Rose, you’ll be a useful servant. ” The man laughs maniacally.
(1474)
“Memories…Why do I feel like I came here for a reason?” The young girl questioned herself as she had sat up from the cold wooden floor. The girl had found herself imprisoned. Looking up at the stone ceiling, the woman let out a soft yawn and scratched the back of her head. This girl had long brunette hair and brown eyes. She had worn thin round glasses and a nun’s attire. “…Tell me mortal, what do you think you are doing here?” A figure came out of the dark.
It was a tall pale skinned man who had long blond-like silver hair. Of course, this man was cloaked which the colors were black and red. He revealed his fangs with a serious expression on his face. The man seemed like he was angry. “I’d like to know the same thing Sir. Sister Agatha had mentioned for me not to snoop around this castle and I have refused to do so. However, some strange presence has attracted me to this prison cell.” The girl spoke wearily as she felt her body shiver.
Her uniform and matching habit were the color of black with purple embroidery. “Humans are weak selfish beings…even if they are a part of the holy cloth. You child, should know that.” He scolded. “Then, what you might be is considered Dracula? I am not afraid-I kindly accept death. I have nothing to offer any way. My elders have even spoke of the same. Not being able to do a simple purification correctly, nor am I able to be capable of cooking properly. I am only the middle of three children and I am unable to be considered useful.” She spoke without showing the slightest bit of remorse.
“A human who thinks that lowly of oneself should just commit suicide and get it over with. But you are different from those types child. You could be made essential to this castle.” The man grinned at the idea. “Death can take you under his wing or Carmilla will nurture you. How old are you child?” He asked. “…Sixteen.” The girl answered. “Do you have a name Sister?” Was the next question. The girl gave the man a nod and answered him, “Violet Rose.” “Sister Rose, you’ll be a useful servant. ” The man laughs maniacally.