Venna's old plaything to be precise. Though she finally fought back. Only to win a different and far more dangerous parasitic relationship with the demon Flaw. This was probably after Venna had grown bored for the day. Tossing Bittersweet onto the cold white tiles with a dull smack. Blood seeping out and away from every fresh gaping wound bestowed upon her. Bittersweet hovers in a half concious stupor, self loathing and pity chasing themselves around the confines of her skull. Even as the icor seeps out and away the wounds are healing themselves. Within a day she will be pristine white again. Fresh canvas for the Komodo.

Another OLD Bittersweet piece. I think I did this in OC? I dun remember ;____;

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