This filthy dog resists me, yet he nevertheless follows my instructions since he has no alternative but to wipe the turd in my shoes. It is now dusk, and the banquet will soon begin; for the details in my opera composition, I require blood to make it more exciting and believable to the Crimson eclipse moon.
I take up the knife and move closer to him as he ties the assassin, and he quickly rolls over and guards himself, it's comical that he misinterpreted my intention.
"*Pfft* you roll over like a dog, yeah, that's what you're supposed to do because you're a dog," I say as I approach the man who is unconscious and chopping off his hand. It awakens in excruciating pain and begins screaming for aid. The blood splattered all over my clothes, the carpet, and even the wall; the knife's blade had to be razor sharp to cleanly slice through his wrist.
The Rosewood's dog is perplexed by what I did. I stood up and inked the quill with blood to continue drawing.
"No one can hear your painful scream and agonizing voice begging for help because this room is covered in magic; none other than us can hear you, so go ahead and scream at your fullest till your veins in your neck are cut off." I finished the detail part, and now to relieve myself after the psychological trauma they gave me, it is selfish of them to enjoy; shouldn't I make myself enjoy as well?
I move closer to the assassin, holding the knife, his face drawn in terror, I pull out his hair and tilt it, he is screaming in fright and whimpering, which makes me even more eager to murder him, but let's make it more thrilling.
"Will you choose yourself or your family?"
"*Sobbing* *Crying* Please let me live, I have family-" I slap him and laugh, my pulse racing so fast that I want to murder him, but my mind says no, even if I actually want to kill him because my brain's dopamine makes me delighted to torment someone.
"I was waiting for you to say you have a family, then choose between you and your family!"
"My family! My family! Please let them live!"
"Then don't worry, I pledge I will not harm the people you love unless you had a symbol of Crimson eclipse moon." his eyes expand as if hope is helping him to protect his family from me, but it won't!! I could feel me trampling on his hope.
I undress him but am unable to find anything, and his laughter proves that he isn't a member of the crimson eclipse moon.
"Such a shame, but your wife won't be widowed unless she's mine right, and to see their new father until they eventually forgot about you," he yelled angrily as he struggled to untie himself.
I grip his head, and the symbol appears on his back shoulder; I smile broadly and laugh maniacally once more. As I caught him red-handed, his eyes became concerned.
"Caught' ya motherfucker!" I jumped up to peek out the window; he was about to arrive. I walk to my wardrobe to acquire a fresh pair of tuxedos and to change into some fashionable clothes.
"I'll leave this up to you mainly because this particular occasion is significant, thereby absolutely nothing should be ruining a significant day, indeed?" A stream of blood flows across the corridor the moment I open the door, yet there is practically nothing to be afraid of someone, and plenty of fabricated rationalizations are going to conceal this, which I took my drawings beforehand, and Rosewood's dog utilizes it, notwithstanding my immoral take action, to which he may appear accustomed; in fact, I suppose he intended to dispose of him right away. Shortly after the contract with Rosewood, he will cease to have the ability to grasp me.
Carrying my own on-occasion outfits whilst I walk down the stairs without adequately concern for my physical characteristics or in simpler terms, I walked around as though simply nothing occurred whilst getting prepared for the event in order to at least keep myself respectable among the presence of others, so that I don't disgrace my family for my actions.
I stroll down the hall, greeting our invited guests to my father's homecoming, a feast for her to be the loveliest child he could have ever had. The assassin was part of Crimson Eclipse Moon, which informs me that the assassin was assigned by my own father, who also happened to be a member of Crimson Eclipse Moon and therefore ought to provide his gathered personal data to me later, and thus my suspicion will grow. Regardless of the fact that I've recently murdered the assassin, it would be futile to devise another scheme to avert doubt because they have known all along that I am not affiliated with any kind of secret society, which may have led them to conclude that I murdered his subordinate as concrete evidence the moment I lied to the old man that I was responsible for killing a certain aristocrat who had planned to massacre our family, knowing that I could be murdered upon being discovered.
I am constantly gazing at my wristwatch on my right wrist. I despise losing track of time so much that I can't even make a joke about it. I glance at the entrance door of the manor, where I greet those who have been invited, and there appears to be a well-mannered man. This fact left me somewhat astonished at how Rosewood truly takes good care of him, considering I owe her this particular man I sent. Nevertheless, to be truthful with regards to my emotions, I have become attracted to her devious demeanor.
Shortly thereafter, the young man walks through the entryway; the security personnel at the entryway stop him, which makes me confront two of the guards to inform them that I've invited him, and then they look perplexed as well as allow him in. Considering his low status, his attire looks superb on him, so I applauded him for dressing like a fellow noble. He carries the container I gave him, and from what I can tell, he hadn't touched the staff but merely opened it to examine the contents inside.
"I'll save the information afterwards; instead, tell me, did this exquisite lady with red hair and eyes that were green take good custody of your needs?"
"Yes, she is, and I've delivered her remarks; thank you for inviting me; I will be there currently at nine, so savor your moment till I show up to speak about the scheme of things, that's what she said."
"If that is so, then in a brief moment I am going to clarify the strategy to construct it flawlessly, but this will cost your life."
"I am only living to glimpse my optimism for the girl I am passionate about, regardless of whether she decides to get married to a wealthy man for the sake of wealth!" I brought him quickly into my room and slammed my door hard.
"Fucking bloody hell!! Whatever are you thinking raising your voice throughout the corridor, I understand that you have given up that time, nevertheless we may bring it restored to you for a moment we flawlessly execute the scheme because I knew you are seeking for revenge-"
"Revenge isn't what I want, and regardless of whether I get the revenge I want, yet another revenge will come into my life to avenge their loved ones whom I killed; it's a never-ending cycle of vengeance." He begins sobbing and cries in misery inside his chest. For fuck's sake, I despise it when someone is overly sensitive in their life, although he has a point due to the fact that it's all a circle of retaliation that will never end until someone breaks the chain of events.
"To be truthful, I didn't anticipate Rosewood to bother dressing you up in a tuxedo, though I did picture you coming here in your shabby clothes—what is already done is done; all you need to do now is murder as well as put these pieces of paper in their heads subsequent to that, and this will be carried out near the garden, understood?" He nodded somewhat reluctantly and sat down in a chair.
"They will arrive at any minute, so be prepare because this will thrill their beating hearts as well as engrave this unremarkable moment in their lives by leaving them lost in thoughts whilst I move forward my positions."