#gcdhead

Wadanohara loved her own sea of death, she will always love it, love for what  it is, and love it for what it has become. So much better than the lying evil blue sea that some will mention to her about. A sea that to her, it doesn’t exist at all. Only the real red sea of death does. Not the lying sea, no no no no no no...That sea never existed.

ONLY THE GLORIOUS SEA OF DEATH...THE SEA THAT HAS ALWAYS BEEN IN PLACE...THE ONE WADANOHARA HAD TRULY GREW UP WITH. ONLY THAT SEA...ONLY THE SEA OF DEATH...

Sure because of it, her skin on her face, combined with added bits of pale white face paint on her face had made her face with the hint of death. Add the red paint, which wasn’t paint at all, but blood that was always getting redone in order to keep the smell of it fresh. But even with her face under all that and smelling like death, she loved all of it. So she couldn’t wait to show off that and her sea’s message when she visited this new sea that she hadn’t been to before. Walking with a massive limp in her leg, as if she was walking like a zombie, as she moved closer and closer towards this new kingdom. As she began shouting in a distorted and demonic tone.