The Perfect World

[AgentPurple]

"I expected better from you."

Perhaps it was only normal for her to lose another person because of her antics. She was, after all, a mere street rat. Despite this, it hurt. She wasn't a good person, that was for sure. Selfish, and ever-so greedy, she reached and reached, but the sun was too far away. Like Icarus, she fell instead of rose. Deeper into the shadows, she hid away.

She needed time to herself, to put together the pieces that she dropped once again.

After all, what was a creator without her people? What was a savior without people to save. She needed to change, she needed to be someone else.

She needed to kill the old her, to make way for progress.

"I'll be better... and I'm sorry."