"What the fuck just happened?!"
I hammered my table angrily as I shouted those words inside my heart.
I just finished watching the sequels to The Beauty Kills the Doll, and I just have to say that I don't like the ending at all!
"Why is it like this?" I thought angrily inside my head.
Why should it always be like this?
The doll just wanted to be a normal child with someone to love him and treat him like a normal child.
And those rules?
What about those rules?
It was not dangerous; it was just simple and not demanding.
Why do they always want to kill the doll if it is not even that dangerous for them?
Argh!
I hate it so much!
But I hate the writer of this movie more.
How dare he or she write such a broken ending for this cute little doll?
This cute doll does not deserve this at all!
I am really starting to lose my rationality as my head urges me to go to the writer and have that writer be strangled by me to death.
This kind of thing really gets me hyped up.
I stood up and went to my kitchen to drink a glass of water.
I did not drink any water because I just focused on digesting this movie plot.
Who would have known that this movie plot turned out to be rubbish again and again when I rewatched it countless times to see if I had missed some points that this doll really deserve the ending he got.
I am Kate, an introverted person who only knows to be inside the house and read, and then evolved into watching horror stories after falling in love with the characters that get an an unfair ending in the end.
I have been obsessed with the movie titled The Beauty Kills the Doll, but of course I was not obsessed with the heroine or the protagonist guy in it.
Instead, I hate them very much.
The one I like, or should I say I loved so much that it became my favorite?
It's not surprising that I loved the doll instead of the main characters, even if the doll was portrayed as a villain in the movie.
I mean, the doll really was not like a villain.
He behaved like a child who lacked love.
Who would not love such a doll?
That heroine does not know how to love the doll.
Even if the doll loved her so much,.
Argh! Now, I was really starting to lose it.
Gulp.
I drank a whole glass of water, finally quenching my thirst.
I decided to go to my room. But then the lights above my head were flickering, and my laptop, which was showing the wallpaper of my favorite doll at Beauty Kill the Doll, somehow disappeared and also flickered as if it were broken.
If I were a normal child, I would have freaked out by now and probably already went outside and called someone for assistance to relieve my'scared' heart.
But who am I?
I was just a woman in her 20s who, as an introverted person, only knew how to watch horror movies.
This simple thing, such as light flickering, doesn't scare me at all.
It's just that...
It was really irritating after I did not see my favorite doll.
Sigh.
I went to the generator first because maybe there is something wrong again with it and as I expected it to be, the generator cable were cut off.
I don't know who has been doing this kind of shit lately these past few days since I started watching the Beauty Kills The Doll, but I am still not angry.
I don't know why I am acting like this. Maybe just because the doll in Beauty Kills the Doll always plays over the generator cable in the movie, I can't bring myself to be angry with this kind of thing happening to me multiple times.
Sigh.
Fixing the generator cable once again.
I was finally able to go back to my room again and fix my laptop.
It would be a pain in the heart if my laptop ever broke.
If my laptop was damaged, then I have to go outside again to buy a laptop so I can rewatch Beauty Kills the Doll, even if I rewatched it thousands of times and got hurt and angry a million times.
"..."
Sigh. I really am starting to feel like an old lady that only knows how to sigh all day long.
I did a warm-up before finally deciding to go to bed after washing my hair and body thoroughly.
As an introverted person, I was still very keen on cleanliness; I hated dirtiness the most.
Even the second sequel to Beauty Kills the Doll had me twitching my lips in disgust because my favorite doll was covered with dirt.
It was such an infuriating thing.
But what can I do?
They were acting and the doll was not even real, so they treated the doll like shit.
Once again, I sighed, letting out a stressful sigh for the third or fourth times or even countless time that I can't even count how many times I sighed by hand.
I am just so tired and I don't even know why I am feeling like this.
Maybe because I watched the movie again three times?
It only happened three times because it always took 10 hours for the movie to be completed.
And coupled with the fact, I can't bring myself to skip any scenes, even if those scenes were particularly useless.
The time to finish watching really is long.
I am just going to go to sleep now and will rewatch the movie tomorrow.
Eating?
Well, I already ate, so yeah, I should sleep now.
Gurgle~!
I closed my eyes and pretended not to hear that embarrassing sound.
My cheeks flushed as I slowly touched my belly.
It's so embarrassing.
Wait, why do I feel embarrassed when I am the only one in here?
Well, that was weird.
Finally, after a while of closing my eyes and looking at how 'tired' I am,.
I was finally swallowed up by the darkness.
Not even having to see a shadow looming over me and helplessly feeding me some food.
Well, I was already sleeping, so I can't see this shadow.
Better luck next time for me finding out who this shadow man was.
Ding!
'You have been selected as this system host'
'Do you confirm binding? '
'Yes or No'
I furrowed my brows as I saw myself in a vast, dark sky.
There is nothing around, only darkness, me and the little fellow mist in front of me claiming to be a system.
I was irritated because I was supposed to be in bed, sleeping right now, and having my tiredness go away so I could rewatch that movie and see my baby doll again.
But as an introverted person, I did not say anything as I kept my poker face and clicked No.
But before I can even click it,.
A mischievous grin sounded in my ears as I fainted and woke up in a familiar but unfamiliar room.
Now, where the hell am I now?
"Argh," I groaned, only to widen my eyes in disbelief at how soft my voice is.
I blinked and raised my hand.
Seeing how fair and white it is.
I knew it was time for me to scream like a normal person, but I am an introvert, so no. I still stayed calm. Compose, composed. I should be composed.
Looking over at the room I was in, I stood in shock after my sight stayed longer in a particular place.
There was a doll there with that cute but little smile of his and that cute, familiar little outfit.
What the heck?
Where am I?!
Why is my favorate doll in a rubbish movie suddenly appeared in front of me?
Ding!
Target Appeared!
Origin: Doll
Name: Liam Bhrams
Welcome to the virtual movie The Beauty Kills the Doll.
As a lot of viewers were dissatisfied by the doll endings in every sequel, it was required for Host 00110405 to change it.
Thank you for your hard work, and good luck with your decisive sacrifice.
Those mechanical sentences sounded inside my head, but I did not bother with them as I slowly approached the familiar doll.
Liam.
It really was.... Liam.
Arriving in front of the doll, I first quietly looked around to ensure no one was there, not noticing the furrow on Liam's brows.
As I finally confirmed that there was no one else in the room, I finally took the courage to touch Liam's hair. My eyes turned red at the touch of Liam's hazelnut hair. I was teary and had the urge to cry, but I held it in as I hugged Liam's body.
Whimpering lowly, I wanted to squeeze Liam to death, but maybe Liam will really be dead as he was a porcelain doll.
I really needed to take a really good care of him.
Hugging Liam all the way to bed. I first lied him down on the bed, and then lied next to him too, raising her right arm to hug Liam porcelain body once again. I flashed a bright smile when I noticed Liam's eyes rolled a little toward me.
Even if it was not noticeable for normal people or slow people like that heroine who found out about this so late,.
I was really tired and, surprisingly, did not feel hungry anymore as I closed my eyes and really fell asleep, with no one interrupting me anymore.
But it was really a pity for me.
Because it is still okay that I did not see who was that shadow back at my real home, but I even did not see the doll having to raise his hand and caress my cheeks and have doubts about life.
Haha.