A third eye.
A third eye.
Samantha Abner, on August 14th, saw herself in a mirror. She saw, in that pocket reflection, an abnormality; an abnormality that shouldn't have come to be. Her brain was scattered, trying to think of a logical way for this to be explained.
Yet, she couldn't. Her thoughts were empty, and no light bulb could help them succeed.
She tried to ignore it; disregard its existence. Yet, nothing helped, and she was found out.
Her parents' reactions were from from her expectations, but they weren't the ones she had hoped for. Their eyes were piercing, almost touching her skin; almost drooling in Greed.
It gave her a fright, the bumps rising on her skin rising, when her eyes were shut tight.
So began Samantha's journey into Greed, and no it wasn't pleasant. At the very least, she was able to recognize one thing from this dreadful and terrible tragedy: humans are conniving beasts, that did not deserve all the rings, nor have choirs singing their name. They deserved nothing, nothing other than what Fate wished to serve.
That was what Samantha decided one day, tired and dazed from the visions that were laid into her brain that bright hour.
An abundance of options, yet so little time. She had to be quick, if her plan were to thrive. Though she loved her parents, she knew it was time. Tick, tock, went the clock to her parents' demise.
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