endless silence.

the sad thing is that she’s so far deep in her delusion of the beautiful, brave, sister zero, that she believes it, that it shows on every aspect of her face, at how her body naturally opens up, hoping to just gain a glimpse of better days.

goodbye.

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Wow, I never really expected to hit the 100 follower mark on this blog! Honestly I made it as one of those blogs where I could take things at my own pace and genuinely try something new. Zero is by far unlike any character I’ve ever played before, her crude behavior, her dogged focus and grey morality has both fascinated me and drawn me to her character. She’s someone who teeters on the villian type but still has her feet squarely set in the anti-heroine medium. Exploring those parts..and understanding those parts, has ultimately been such a joy for me! Not to mention I’ve been so pleasantly surprised at the reception? I was kind of really nervous to make a Zero blog so it meant a lot to me that you guys chose to click that button! Ultimately the tiny fandom has been nothing short of loving and welcoming and it means the world to me! Now these go in no particular order, but the first section will undoubtedly have a message if you hover over the url! Please don’t be sad if you aren’t on here! Maybe we haven’t interacted enough, or at all! It doesn’t mean I appreciate you following me any less. I HIGHLY RECOMMEND EVERYONE ON THIS LIST! 

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And Zero had many, many enemies. One of them in fact, now sleeping near her almost every night, or excusing herself when she did not sleep first, legs lacing instead with a man’s to satiate an empty pleasure. Yes, the Intoner Four, a sweetly smiling girl-child who hid a twisted nature enough to rival Dito’s. 

Perhaps she was desperate. The Branches were collapsing no matter how hard she tried. The stupid dragon died too many times for her to bear. One knew but could not act true to her ‘beliefs’ out of her personal hatred. Her ‘ace in the hole’ had bested her when she’d allowed herself a dying moment of mourning. 

So when this anomaly, much reminiscent to Three’s attempts in the twisted forest, had approached her, she couldn’t think of an easier means. The sister-worshipping Four, forever pining for a family that did not exist — for a sister who had never protected her in the first place. Who knew nothing but followed because she believed their cause to be ‘just’. 

The last month like clockwork she’s been waking to a keening voice, nearly chirped in both annoyance and an overall perkiness that drives little holes in her eardrums.

And each time, in faithfulness, Zero turns on her exposed hip and curls her mouth unhappily, voice never quite asleep. 

(If she betrays me before we get to One, I’ll kill her. It’s easy regardless, she’s in my sights at all times, and she knows that. She’s not stupid enough not to know that. If she goes out of control before we go to One, I kill her. Either way, either scenario… I kill her. )

“Shut up already, I’m getting up..” 

( And like clockwork, she answers the keening call each time.)

Four’s voice rouses her from her stationary form, and without bothering to check her hair, smooth out her clothes, the first, and soon to be last Intoner rises with the natural confidence of a woman unfaltering. 

"Huh. So it’s that close now, is it? Gotta admit it’s pretty useful that you know all that. Makes my job a bit easier. I didn’t expect you to be able to stomach this much.”  The oldest mused, rousing the rest of their little party before turning to face the fourth, single roseate eye slanting. 

“This is it. It’ll be over soon.”  Zero said quietly, voice not losing her natural sharpness she held as a guard against the world, but there was something weary in her voice, something that slipped between syllables as she locked eyes with one of her creations. Soon they both would be dead.

“You know the plan — you sure you can kill your dear big sister? The one you hero-worshipped so much?”

              The weeks have passed as if they were minutes. 

   "Yes, of course." She answers. Ignoring the bodily instinct to resist and run. Run away from this madness, run away from this inevitable destiny. Except she reminds herself it's too late. Her hands are already covered in the blood of her sisters. What difference would one more do? It is in that degree of sanity and destruction that Four constantly hovers between. An endless cycle.

   It is in remorse that she adds further. "Whether or not I did. You would kill me." Unknowingly echoing the thoughts of her sister. "If I were to betray you now, you would kill me. If I am to continue assisting you through this, you are still to kill me. In every ending, I die." She says, almost poetically in a deadpan tone.

   Except the foolish child resurfaces once more. A simple shrug of the shoulders and a perfect smile places itself on a carmine tipped lips. "Honestly, Sister. Why do you have to be so depressing so early in the morning. Come on, lets get moving already!" An almost cheer imbued within her voice.

   Tugging at the cloth on Zero's wrists, she urges this fact along. "If we don't move now, then you'll have more of a problem to deal with. Bu~ut, knowing you, you probably enjoy this kind of carnal killing anyway." Undoubtedly in the past she would have chided this kind of behaviour. However this trip has changed her, in more ways that one.

Most of the other people he’d met were the soldiers helping to protect the Land of Mountains, of course. But he suspected few could change his opinion.

Nearly as quickly as the moment had arrived so too had it passed, as was usually the case with his lady’s more cheerful moods. He followed obediently behind her, rushing slightly to keep up with her pace despite his strides being twice as long as her own. Fortunately, the soldiers had finished readying the airship before their arrival; the last thing anyone would have wanted when such a mood struck Lady Four was to keep her waiting.

    It is strange. For the most part she's self-aware of the care that her Disciple brings. Though she turns a blind eye to the watchful gaze of his. Almost as if she didn't want to acknowledge it. For it is in her nature to set a front of sorts, that caring for her was not a necessity and that she is truly a selfless woman. That isn't always the case however.

   "It is, isn't it?" Finding idle joy in the smallest of things. But the scenery soon switches, fading into dull yellow of the sands. It is there that a task lies of retrieving a few things on One's orders. She turns to Decadus, an informative note in her features; hand placed on hips. 

Well… probably. Knowing Zero she was probably on her way to find him and wasn’t where he was thinking at all. Oh boy was she ever gonna be mad. 

    "If you didn't lose anyone, then where is your Master? That's very careless of you to lose my dear sister." Emphasizing to a point. Arms fold, and laughably she's showing quite genuine concern over her older sibling despite the stories, or rather truths that Zero is searching out all of them one by one, and ending their lives.

"Is that so?" Attempting to reclaim some sort of hold on the conversation.

"You may be a King, but I am a Goddess."