Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37523810-20190216213512/@comment-37523810-20190225003632

“Of course.” The doctor washed his hands in a bowl of water before gently cleaning the wound with a rag.

“If intimacy is in our nature as Mamono, then why does the Order kill us? They are killing us left and right for what we are, which we cannot control. I tried to control it, Arch Magus. I wore Orderite robes and studied its holy texts. I kept myself from thinking about obscenities by fasting and praying, sometimes even striking myself...” She sighed. “When I was a young girl, my mother and father told me that I had a purpose in life, that I would do great things and have a wonderful family. I might have thrown that life away for this new one that I’m living, because now I’m being told that I am an animal with only instincts. I found out that my parents were either misinformed about life, or that they were liars.” The Oni’s head seemed like it was spinning, tried to piece together everything she had learned. “Who am I, Arch Magus? Why can’t I be human, too? Why must I bear the burden of being a Mamono...”

Bonehart saw something in the distance. It looked like another ship, but it didn’t have regular Zipanguan sails.

The Dragon landed, but she wasn’t wearing her armor. Instead, it was a light dress, which seemed to glow white in the fog. “I wanted to apologize.”

The soldier unsheathed his sword and carefully placed it between the plates of armor on his chest. With a grunt, he managed to pry the front piece of the breastplate off, where chainmail lay underneath, followed by the layer of oozing green. “My prince, what do I do?!”