Maybe, a memory.
And what about the shadow?...............
Long ago....
Something was born out of the darkness,
A being?
Possessing body, intellect, and consciousness?
An animal?
He was the first entity of the Plan of Madness...
Madness nurtured and raised him, for the sake of vengeance, to replace the person who had been substituted in his place...
His days passed as Madness dedicated every moment of his life—within the cell of earth where those around him had exiled him—to his training. At first, he was weak... foolish and devoid of wisdom...
But Madness did everything in its power to make him formidable...
...............
He was now ready. He had become possessed of great power and capability... he was intelligent, he was wise... but not too much...
Who was he?!
A blurred shadow...
An aura of ambiguity...
Genderless....
Yet, if he so desired... his human form... belonged to a man....
Eyes like a starless night, raven hair, a neat and groomed appearance, a deep voice, and an imposing height!.....
He entered the life... the life of the Fox... replacing Madness!
His condescending tone always echoed throughout the Fox's mind, screaming.....
At first... he was merely a voice...
But as he gained more influence over the Fox's mind, he manifested before his eyes....
To suppress... to humiliate....
Gradually, it was perceived that words no longer held sway over the Fox.... so... a decision was made....
His human form consumed much of his energy... but for the sake of torment, he required his physical body....
Every night.... he violated him....
He sank his teeth deep into the Fox's body, bruising it, and his savage hands left the Fox's body wounded.....
He crafted cells overflowing with blood....
The Fox became imprisoned within this cell...
He suffered...
And... he endured...
The Fox bestowed upon the shadow a name....
A name worthy of his appearance....
One day... the shadow could no longer control the Fox...
The Fox had fallen in love....
In love with the one... whom he believed had destroyed his life...
With the approach of the Fox's beloved, the Fox's life, his mind found peace... and the shadow... grew weak!
The Fox's beloved, much like the Fox herself, had those around her...
*Chico!*
When a petite woman, with orange hair and eyes like the heavens, stood before the darkness of the shadow and cried out to release the Fox, the shadow.... felt something within him that he had never felt before....
What was it?!
It was like a conflagration......
That day... the shadow... fell silent...
He spoke no words... he inflicted no harm...
He was utterly shocked....
But from the next day... with even greater force, his hands bruised the Fox's body, and his teeth tore at his skin....
Every day, when Chico directed her gaze toward the Fox, the shadow, grumbling, would turn his face away...
Yet, every time Chico touched the Fox, he... grew jealous; he desired Chico's touch..
One day.... the Fox's beloved spoke words of great interest...
Fascinating to Madness fascinating to the shadow...
And it was at that very moment that.... the shadow fell silent....
No sound could be heard except for the phantom ringing inside the Fox's head....
Had the shadow... gone?
No...
He was once again shocked.
The impact of the Fox's beloved's words was greater than the words of the shadow....
Astounded and bewildered at how such a thing could have happened, the shadow fell silent and said nothing...
Nothing at all....
Until today!
And he does not intend to speak...
Because...
He has fallen in love with Chico...
He gave his heart entirely to the woman who had defeated him... who had screamed at him and bruised his masculine pride...
When the Fox and his beloved returned to one another...
Chico made a confession...
"I want to talk more with Mr. Shadow!"
Chico liked the shadow....
And the shadow...... made a confession that had been swirling in his mind for a long time. He uttered words that had stolen sleep from his eyes... his gray eyes.
He fell in love, and the darkness within him waned; his eyes, once like a starless night, transformed into a misty, ambiguous path... his hair turned white, and his appearance grew tame... It was then that Twelve vanished forever....
Days passed one after another, and his relationship with Chico grew better and better...
Until... someone brought him news.
He... had become a father!!
His wife, Chico, was an orange cat, and he himself was a falcon. Yet, the shadow called his wife Rose... because Chico, like a rose, was vulnerable, and like the thorns upon the stem, sharp.
What were his children?
No one knows...
Yet they all possess human bodies...
Two sons, a daughter?
Or... more?!
His love... grew stronger each day for the wife he had.... But could he ever control his anger and his rebellious nature?
He must!
Chico was a flower!
Would the shadow tear her to pieces?...
Did he not deserve her?
Did he not deserve a beautiful and loving wife?
His former wife. The one who bore the title of his wife, but in reality had only accompanied him for the sake of torturing the Fox. Twelve had attacked Chico many times.......
Should he surrender his wife to Twelve so that she could slaughter her?...
Would it be harmful to his wife?!
Can anyone help him?....
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That's right.. Chico is a
flower... A flower that can give you many buds.... But doesn't this flower need care to continue living!? If you hug it tightly and smell it, it will
break....
-Ajax-
I get so excited when I see them. I love the relationship between them.
-ajax-
Tall with a dark personality, short with a pink and princessy personality..
I love them
-ajax-