Dream

Mom, I'm really fed up! We can't win against them after all, can we?...That "persistence" you always emphasized sounds so ironic now. Look how you've become their plaything, and I... can't escape the same fate. My treacherous body is even faintly anticipating more... more excessive treatment. What's the point of your persistence then? Might as well let it all end tonight. Let them all come! I'll be here on this beach, waiting to be played to death!

The roaring waves crashed against the rocks, both mocking her weakness and seeming to beckon her towards destruction. She gazed at the pitch-black coastline, countless greedy eyes peering from the darkness, like a pack of hungry beasts, waiting to devour her completely. And deep within her heart, a strange thrill stirred, anticipating the moment of being utterly defiled, completely destroyed. That would be her final redemption, and the darkest desire in the depths of her heart...