ceyda
@carmillasgf
once upon a time, there was a girl with a wicked tongue.
Şu anda okuduğu kitap
When a human’s tears finally dry up forever, they transform into a monster.
They dry up themselves.
So laugh. Laugh with pride and arrogance, just as always.
Hangi tür kitapları seviyorsun?
🔎 Polisiye
💕 Romantik
🚀 Bilim Kurgu
🏰 Fantastik
📖 Klasik
🧠 Kişisel Gelişim
🏛️ Tarih
😱 Gerilim
Monsters don’t cry. You became a monster so you wouldn’t have to, right?
The ones who destroy monsters have always been humans... An attempt by anything other than a human will always result in failure.
You are no longer a King. No...not even a human, any longer. No longer a servant of God.
Men... Women...
the elderly... children...
The ones you should product, the country you should govern... Kill your friends, kill your enemies. Even yourself. One without any hope of redemption. Yes, however you look at it, you are truly beyond any help...
“Count.”
Everyone has died. They’ve all died.
For your sake... For the sake of that which you believe in... For the sake of your paradise...
For your God.. For your prayers...
Everyone has gone and died.