Ｄｒａｇｏｎ ｏｆ Ｄｒｅａｍｓさんのイラストまとめ

Now draws the blade from its sheath and holds the sword with one hand. Her violet gaze hardening to a glare.

" You look to fix a unrealistic principle drenched in the blood of many fools. A neverending fool's errand that leads to misery."

" You seem to get it after all. Only these habits were meant to be locked away in Jigoku. 'The Demon Queen was is no more....She will be lost and all will be well ' they'd say.

How often wrong are those we look up to for guidance?" https://t.co/MvGWVt6NRB

" You should know by now that Dragons have thick skin for a reason.

Can't say too much about humans.~ " https://t.co/9ouST7xUFn

" I will not kill him just yet, I want to drag out his misery as long as I can. He will wish for death before revenge.

And even then, I will not grant his desire. I will not end his suffering. He will face darkness just like I have and wander Yomi as blind as his father has."

" Now Now, it will only take but a moment.~ "

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How she longs for the summer beach.

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For now, she must go.

Kumiko opens the door to the courtyard to see a courtyard of warriors here to secure her and maybe execute her.

"Kill her now!"

She huffs as they inch closer. Her anger getting the best and worst of her. So much so that the transformation into—

"We did everything in our power to make you think less of that place. Of your life there."

The warmth in her eyes slowly dying out as she stares at the space between them. Her breathing now heavier than before.

All of the souls she's stolen, the lives she's taken, blood —

Told you wanted to talk, Kumi-chan."

The moon god greets while now taking a seat before her. Kumiko lowers her head into a bow. Polite and formal as ever.

"I appreciate you sparing time, Tsukuyomi-no- mikoto. "

The moon god would often smile at the sight of the Dragon —

Far away in the moon palace, Kumiko was now sitting in an empty room save for a small number of guard standing behind each silk screen wall. Occasionally peeking over her shoulder at the hostility hiding behind the paintings. They weren't as clever as their god makes them to be.