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7. Letters between mun and muse as pen pals

Dear Soul,How's the academy? As crazy as usual? I just thought I'd check in and see how you were. I don't know, you usually have some insane mission going on, and you usually leave me hanging on your condition. I just wanna make sure you're doing alright. Besides, I miss hearing your stories about your school sometimes. Hope you're well and all that.Love, Mun.

//We’re throwing a party

Kali's soul was polluted by madness, and her mind drowned in self-loathing. Every time she looked into a mirror, she saw a monster, haunted by memories of what used to be, and ideas of what could have been. Yet she still clung to those people that had mattered most to her, before her fall. Her mother, her father, her grandfather, Uncle Stein...and a kind priest named Justin Law.

Yes, she remembered Justin well. He had been so kind to her, offering to guide her and advise her. Her mother had even said that he would make a fine husband for her one day. She wasn't sure if her mother had been serious at the time, but the more she thought about it, the more Kali's twisted mind warped her recollections. Justin was hers, wasn't he? Yes, he had to be. Mother had said so, so it must have been true. He would make the pain go away, he would love her even though she was a monster. He was a priest, after all. Isn't forgiving sins what they were supposed to do?

Driven by loneliness and madness, the demigoddess found her way to Justin's residence. It was strange, she didn't even clearly recall having arrived in death city. All she knew is that she needed someone, anyone, to hold her, and to make the pain, the confusion, and the strange new sensations in her body and mind go away. Justin would help her. He had to help her.

Justin would make everything better...

She had slipped in through a window, and was pleased that her priest was the only one at home. She wanted him all to herself, forever and ever. She did not bother to mask her soul; she knew he would sense her presence. She didn't care. Why should she hide from her Justin? He would recognize her soul, corrupted as it was with madness, and he would know not to be afraid of her. He couldn't be afraid of her.

He wasn't allowed. He belonged to her, and she decided he wasn't allowed to be afraid of her.

"Justin...my Justin. My priest. Mine. Kali is here. She's here. Hehehe! I'm all grown up for you, Justin, all grown up. We can be together now, right? Just like mommy said, we can be together forever! Hehehe!"

"You won't make me be alone anymore...will you, Justin? Of course you won't. You aren't allowed. You aren't allowed to ever leave me. I'm your goddess, and you have to listen to me. That's the rules! Hehehehe! Never, ever, ever leave me! HEHEHEHE!"