Together Forever

"Marisa, you are so beautiful, even in this state."

"Say, you remember that grimoire we found that day, you know, the one with blood stains? Patchouli knew nothing about it and you, strangely decided for us to ignore it, for fear some discomfort may occur at later times. Well, I took it anyway secretly and oh boy, it was a good read."

"A chapter of it mentioned of immortality, or rather, a round about way of it. A technique appropriately named 'Soul Extraction'. An idea where a soul requires a vessel, but a normal vessel degrades over time to what we call a 'death'. If a soul can be transferred into a more resilient vessel, an 'immortality' can be achieved."

"You always knew that I love you, Marisa. But, you ignored me, you were afraid of the implication of the difference of lifespan between us. But never more, I will find a way to circumvent that."

"Lo, behold, who would knew the extraction is this simple. Ah~ your body is motionless right now, lying on the floor, to a normal perspective, you 'died', Marisa. Not to me, Marisa, not to me."

"Remember that I made a puppet of you some times ago, Marisa? You mentioned how creepy it was, but now, this is gonna be your vessel, Marisa. You will be my puppet, I will take care of you, and for as long as you live, you are to keep me company. We will be a happy couple, Marisa."

"Forever, forever, we will love each other, yes, I love you, I love you, Marisa! Love me back, will you? Don't worry, we have all the time we need, you and I... together forever..."

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I was sick for the whole day today and forced myself to draw some comics. A couple of failed panels later, frustrated, I just wing it and draw a random Alice, colour it, and just half-assedly threw bunch of stuffs.

It feel quite stressful because I'm in a 6 weeks holiday right now, knowing that in normal semester I would not have much time to draw, I felt the need to force myself churning out as much comics and stuffs possible in this short period of time. But I know I'm not good at drawing under stress, often times I will just mess everything up.

It's scary to think the possibilities of my passion deteriorating just like that... I wanted to do so much, but I can't even reach that level...