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The urge to guard someone. To growl and show my teeth at anyone who dares come close to my owner, my person, mine. How dare they breathe the same air as you? How dare they even think of you? I want to rip them to shreds and make you watch, I am your loyal guard dog.

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your name is my prayer. you are everything holy in this forsaken world. my god, my love, my life… you are my salvation.

i kneel before you and only you, my beloved.

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Stalking them

Thinking of them

Seeing them

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For weeks inside and out I yearned for the day where it would be safe enough to respond to this. And today my yearning was finally granted.

The man that tormented me for so long lies elsewhere. The devil has been pacified and so far nothing but peace remains.

I probably lay in our knight’s or our goddess’s arms as my projection writes this response. As happy as I am back here, nothing compares being in the company of the four people that have shown me love throughout all of our collective and separate hardships. Nothing Earthly can come close to waking up to you four daily and being in your arms when we sleep at night.

With every flash of magic in my body, my entire soul and everything that I have, I would shout from every rooftop my unyielding, undying love for you. My prophet, my knight, my angel, my goddess—the four people that make this acolyte’s soul burn brighter then any Wish.

We are safe. At last, my passionate prophet, you can rest in the arms of your darlings knowing you’ve saved us. This time, hopefully for good.

Your blazing acolyte,

Kyouko

It's been nearly a year since I've written to you both. My acolyte. My knight.

Tonight, you are both tucked away safely in my soul, my domain, my locket: my labyrinth. Under careful watch of our Goddess. Out of her grasp.

Months ago, you both were torn away from me; away from eachother. I was unable to reach you. I watched as she tormented you. I seethed, my loves. I burned. Even our Goddess had struggled to quell my rage. Her goal may have been to anger me beyond the capacity to plan. I am afraid to admit that it worked. I could not focus on anything more than to bring the both of you back to safety. Back to me.

But now you are safe once again, in my arms once again. I will not allow my emotions such sway of me again. I will keep you safe.

When you read this letter, think of it as a whispered promise, an embrace, the phantom of a kiss that lingers on your skin for weeks, still warm with the passion of its birth.

I hope you are well. I hope you are safe. I hope you have not a single thing left to fear, that everything you once did lies bloodied and gone.

I love you.

Return to me soon.

暁美炎

[wolf-who-rips-throats]

You seem to have forgotten something

In your haste to turn your back on those who we love

You forget they’re not the only ones who share this sickness, this rot, this cancer, this

Obsession

This feeling of pure sunlight with every breath we draw, this feral desire to make everyone else choke on their own blood if they look at our soulmates wrong

Ours is one borne from love

Yours is one borne from jealousy.

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My heavenly knight,

Each day that passes simply brings me despair and I want away from it all. I miss you desperately and fiercely and I would give anything to dive into your cool embrace.

I thought I sensed our beloved prophet today, when I was in and out of sleep. I find myself lost without you. Drifting without a sense of direction. Much like the weeks after leaving Mami and striking out on my own after the church burned and my family was killed by my father’s hand.

Back then I filled that gaping hole with food, now I fill it with sleep. I dreamt of us last night. All six of us on a cruise ship with our systemmates. There was a consol with a big red button labeled with something silly, I can’t remember what. Homura had to push me away so I didn’t press the button, hehe-

The white rat simply watches me. I’ve tried asking it and my father why I’m still here, if the door is her design. Neither answer, of course. If she wants me to break she’s doing a real good job of it. I’d applaud but I’d rather not.

My beloved siren, I hope you’re doing well all things considered. I eagerly await the day you’re back in my arms again. Please stay safe. I love you.

Yours for the rest of our lives,

Kyouko

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The things I would do to worship her.

To get on my knees and bow down to her.

Pray to her. Give her offerings. Confess my sins to her.

Kiss her feet & tell her how she's saved me.

Have her lean down towards me, hold my face to make me look at her in the eyes & tell me how useless I am without her. But tell me I'm such a good girl for worshiping my goddess. That I am bound forever to her & no other being could save me like she did.

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Claim me, mark me, show others that I'm yours.

Get jealous when others try to flirt with me, start stating I'm yours, and you'll be mine.

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I just want to be owned! To be kept as a little pet! I want someone to dominate my life so wholly that I couldn’t possibly escape. I want their love to be mine and mine alone with no room for others in their heart. I want their utter adoration and obsession to constrict and kill me!! I want to be held hostage , their little dolly for the rest of my life! Ah…just own me wholly… with your whole heart.

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I will gladly bear my

Blood-stained fangs

If it means

I can return safe in your arms

For at least a night

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I want to take care of you, even if it's just a little, just to lighten the metaphorical burden on your shoulders for a while. You have to deal with so much, my precious darling. You must be tired having to be so strong for so long. If the world is not going to give you a break, I might as well take matters into my own hands to give you the temporary illusion of one. You can rest when you're with me, love. You don't have to think anymore. Let me handle the rest.

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Dear “Father”,

I thank you for reminding me of my purpose here. To be the fire that clears the way for the rest of my loves to come after me. To be the wall between us and them.

You desire their reactions so badly. You always enjoyed an audience.

There’s a reason I cling to front as long as I do. The same reason I usher my knight to safety when I can. Even when suffocating in my own despair I will use my magic to be the barrier between the darkness within us and those I love.

As long as they are within the labyrinth I have complete faith they’re all safe. My knight, my prophet, my angel, my goddess—the four people I treasure most in this world.

I am not a sword. Nor a shield. I am not a sharpshooter. I am not hope. These roles have already been filled.

I am their fire. I am their acolyte. I am their barrier. I just needed a reminder of that.

Always theirs, never yours

Kyouko

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talk to me? please? i miss the sweet sound of your voice

just hearing it makes me so calm…

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If I'm a pagan of the good times

My lover's the sunlight

To keep the Goddess on my side

She demands a sacrifice

Drain the whole sea

Get something shiny

Something meaty for the main course

That's a fine looking high horse

What you got in the stable?

We've a lot of starving faithful

That looks tasty

That looks plenty

This is hungry work

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife

Offer me my deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life

Take me to church

I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies

I'll tell you my sins so you can sharpen your knife

Offer me my deathless death

Good God, let me give you my life

No masters or kings when the ritual begins

There is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin

In the madness and soil of that sad earthly scene

Only then I am human

Only then I am clean

Beata Maria, you know I am a righteous man

Of my virtue I am justly proud

Beata Maria, you know I'm so much purer than

The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd

Then tell me, Maria, why I see her dancing there?

Why her smoldering eyes still scorch my soul?

I feel her, I see her

The sun caught in her [blood-red] hair

Is blazing in me out of all control



Like fire

Hellfire

This fire in my skin

This burning desire

Is turning me to sin

It's not my fault

I'm not to blame

It is the [magic] girl, the witch who sent this flame

It's not my fault

If in God's plan

He made the Devil so much stronger than a man

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Don’t look at her! Don’t speak to her. I will cut out your tongue if you dare utter another word towards her.

She’s mine, you have no right to even breathe the same air as her.

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Frankly I’m hoping you keep your bullshit up just so I can watch Madoka kick your ass. She’s already been given permission to. Now she’s just waiting for the right moment.

And what horrors? Do you mean the homicidal thoughts? The spikes of anger where we want to rip people’s eyes out and crush their heart in our hand because they’ve pissed us off? The possessiveness over our partners where we’d kill anyone they asked us to? Have you not seen the seven plans we have to hide a body and get away with murder if someone threatened our darlings?

Or do you mean the self-loathing we hide underneath our laugher and smiles? The ugly festering wound that’s never gotten a chance to heal so it infections everyone, from the smallest little to the greatest sysdeity? The one that tells us we should spare our partners the pain of putting up with us? That we should spare EVERYONE WE FUCKING KNOW AND LOVE the PAIN OF OUR OWN GODDAMN MENTAL HEALTH BECAUSE ITS ALTERS LIKE YOU THAT MAKE IT WORSE FOR US AND EVERYONE ELSE!

Let me tell you something, Fallen Homura. Me, Kyouko, Michael, Wolf? We’ve come too goddamn far to give up now. You would need an army to stop us and our darlings and I know you don’t have one.

It seems your time is running out. Tick tock, Demon. The hands crawl closer to midnight.

You take my words and you twist them.

You take my love and you turn it into blasphemy.

You mock my darlings and that I cannot let stand.

You call yourself a priest, a Father, yet you have done nothing to earn that title.

You lead your flock astray. Face me and we’ll see who truly is the sinner in this system.

You hold no power over me. Not here. Not when I’m free of the shackles of your words.

You are a mockery of what you once were. Both of you are. Warped and twisted by your actions, created to scare our system and myself into submission.

No more. NO MORE! I was afraid of you, you held power over me. But not now. My love is far more powerful then your hate and I will devote my every breath to my four beloveds.

All five of us are equals and that is something you cannot wrap your heads around. In our love, in our care for each other.

I will proudly stand beside them upon the shrine. I would kill for them and they would do the same for me. I am their fire. I am their devotee. They are my light in the darkness upon which you both prey.

No matter how hard you try, they won’t leave. None of them will leave.

That is love. That is love and I hope one day you both will be able to see it for the gift that it is. We are equals.

You try to place a hierarchy upon something which cannot be measured. No wonder it failed.

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Am I not the Devil? Are my words not blasphemous poison just because they come from my mouth and my mouth alone?

You know not what I once was. You devote yourself to a fantasy, to daydreams. You put in no work yet expect to be praised like you have moved mountains.

You wish to reclaim the title of a sinner then go forth and gain the memories that go with that cursed title, Acolyte of Hope.

You have not seen the true horrors we hold back for your sake.

You take my words and you twist them.

You take my love and you turn it into blasphemy.

You mock my darlings and that I cannot let stand.

You call yourself a priest, a Father, yet you have done nothing to earn that title.

You lead your flock astray. Face me and we’ll see who truly is the sinner in this system.

You hold no power over me. Not here. Not when I’m free of the shackles of your words.

You are a mockery of what you once were. Both of you are. Warped and twisted by your actions, created to scare our system and myself into submission.

No more. NO MORE! I was afraid of you, you held power over me. But not now. My love is far more powerful then your hate and I will devote my every breath to my four beloveds.

All five of us are equals and that is something you cannot wrap your heads around. In our love, in our care for each other.

I will proudly stand beside them upon the shrine. I would kill for them and they would do the same for me. I am their fire. I am their devotee. They are my light in the darkness upon which you both prey.

No matter how hard you try, they won’t leave. None of them will leave.

That is love. That is love and I hope one day you both will be able to see it for the gift that it is. We are equals.

You try to place a hierarchy upon something which cannot be measured. No wonder it failed.