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About six hundred years ago, in a country
that no longer leaves a
name
anywhere in this world
,
About six hundred years ago, in a country
whose
name
is long lost from history
,
there was a very beautiful girl.
there was a very beautiful girl.
She was born as the sole daughter of wealthy nobility,
She was born as the sole daughter of wealthy nobility,
with beauty known to everyone in the country.
with beauty known to everyone in the country.
She was so beautiful that a portrait of her was displayed in every household.
She was so beautiful that a portrait of her was displayed in every household.
Regardless of age, gender, or social status, everyone was enthralled by her.
Regardless of age, gender, or social status, everyone was enthralled by her.
She was given a title from the emperor for her beauty alone.
She was given a title from the emperor for her beauty alone.
Everyone in the country called her "Beautiful Princess" and loved her.
Everyone in the country called her "Beautiful Princess" and loved her.
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Citizens formed long lines to the castle she lived in to get a glimpse of her rumored
beauty
.
Citizens formed long lines to the castle she lived in to get a glimpse of her rumored
loveliness
.
Each and every day, a mound of presents was placed in front of the castle.
Each and every day, a mound of presents was placed in front of the castle.
"I turned your beauty into a song, Princess. Please accept this."
"I turned your beauty into a song, Princess. Please accept this."
A musician said thus and played his violin.
A musician said thus and played his violin.
"I turned your beauty into a poem, Princess. Please accept this."
"I turned your beauty into a poem, Princess. Please accept this."
A poet said thus and read his poem out loud.
A poet said thus and read his poem out loud.
"I turned your beauty into statues, Princess. Please accept these."
"I turned your beauty into statues, Princess. Please accept these."
An artist said thus and carved out a hundred statues.
An artist said thus and carved out a hundred statues.
But no gift would make the princess smile.
But no gift would make the princess smile.
Nobody looks at me.
Nobody looks at me.
The princess lamented all alone in her room.
The princess lamented all alone in her room.
Beautiful this, beautiful that.
Beautiful this, beautiful that.
They all sing praises, but they say nothing more.
They all sing praises, but they say nothing more.
None of those people know what kind of person I am.
None of those people know what kind of person I am.
They don't know who I am on the inside.
They don't know who I am on the inside.
That agonized the Beautiful Princess.
That agonized the Beautiful Princess.
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No matter what she
does
, no matter what she
says
, the response
is
simply, "Beautiful."
No matter what she
did
, no matter what she
said
, the response
was
simply, "Beautiful."
Whether it be success or failure, whether she
does
good things or bad,
Whether it be success or failure, whether she
did
good things or bad,
the assessment she received was always the same.
the assessment she received was always the same.
Whatever she did was beautiful.
Whatever she did was beautiful.
Asleep or awake, she was beautiful.
Asleep or awake, she was beautiful.
"Beautiful Princess" was a very apt description.
"Beautiful Princess" was a very apt description.
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Such a beauty
must
be
from that of an
enchant
ress
.
Such a beauty
could only
be
called
enchant
ing
.
At this rate, it wo
uld
n't matter whether or not I have my own will.
At this rate, it wo
n't matter whether or not I have my own will.
I am not a slave to my own
appearance
.
My
appearance
does not hold dominion over me
.
Beauty I just happened to be born into is nothing but a hinderance.
Beauty I just happened to be born into is nothing but a hinderance.
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I would rather have them look at my soul
more
than my looks.
I would rather have them look at my soul
than my looks.
Her great will, unspoiled by her own beauty, greatly touched the heart
Her great will, unspoiled by her own beauty, greatly touched the heart
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of an old witch who
lived in
this
country for quite some time.
of an old witch who
had
lived in
that
country for quite some time.
"Beautiful Princess, I will turn your beauty
so
transparent
that
nobody
can see it."
"Beautiful Princess, I will turn your beauty
transparent
, so
that
none
can see it."
"Instead, I will make your heart visible to everyone around you."
"Instead, I will make your heart visible to everyone around you."
"From now on, your soul will be what they judge."
"From now on, your soul will be what they judge."
The old witch cast a spell and waved her wand.
The old witch cast a spell and waved her wand.
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T
he clear skin of the princess
really
became transparent.
As promised, t
he clear skin of the princess
became transparent.
"
Thank you. Thank you so much.
"
Thank you. Thank you so much.
The Beautiful Princess gave thanks from the bottom of her heart.
The Beautiful Princess gave thanks from the bottom of her heart.
Her outward beauty was gone,
Her outward beauty was gone,
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but the princess's soul proved
to be
even more beautiful.
but the princess's soul proved
even more beautiful.
Word of her brilliance traveled all over the country without her even leaving her castle.
Word of her brilliance traveled all over the country without her even leaving her castle.
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The princess's father felt shame for not noticing his daughter's beautiful soul for all
this
time,
The princess's father felt shame for not noticing his daughter's beautiful soul for all
that
time,
and after greeting her in the morning, he jumped off the balcony to punish himself.
and after greeting her in the morning, he jumped off the balcony to punish himself.
The princess's mother was proud to have given birth to a daughter with such a wonderful soul.
The princess's mother was proud to have given birth to a daughter with such a wonderful soul.
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She felt that such a feat was simply enough to end her role in
this
world
,
She felt that such a feat was simply enough to end her role in
the
world
and peacefully passed away after eating breakfast.
and peacefully passed away after eating breakfast.
The musician thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's kindness in song.
The musician thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's kindness in song.
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So he decided a suitable gift would be to offer what he held most dear,
So he decided a suitable gift would be to offer what he held most dear,
the thing he
cherished
more
than life itself
.
and more
cherished
than life itself
, which was
his wrists
to play his instrument
.
He chopped off
his wrists
—the things that allowed him
to play his instrument
—
and presented them to the princess.
He chopped his wrists off
and presented them to the princess.
The poet thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's wisdom in poetry,
The poet thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's wisdom in poetry,
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so he decided a suitable gift would be what he held most dear,
so he decided a suitable gift would be what he held most dear,
the thing
he cherished more than life itself
.
and what
he cherished more than life itself
,
his tongue
to recite his poems
.
He ripped out
his tongue
—the thing that allowed him
to recite his poems
—
and presented it to the princess.
He ripped his tongue out
and presented it to the princess.
The artist thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's bravery in statues,
The artist thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's bravery in statues,
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so he decided a suitable gift would be what he held most dear,
so he decided a suitable gift would be what he held most dear,
the thing
he cherished more than life itself
.
and what
he cherished more than life itself
,
his eyes
to inspect
the
materials
.
He gouged out
his eyes
—the things that allowed him
to inspect
his
materials
—
and presented them to the princess.
He gouged his eyes out
and presented them to the princess.
All the citizens
burned the
portraits of the princess that they had long cherished.
All the citizens
had
burned the
ir
portraits of the princess that they had long cherished.
They wondered why they took such great care of such trivial things for all this time.
They wondered why they took such great care of such trivial things for all this time.
While thinking reluctantly that it was not suitable as a gift at all,
While thinking reluctantly that it was not suitable as a gift at all,
they sacrificed their own lives, the lives of their parents and siblings,
they sacrificed their own lives, the lives of their parents and siblings,
the lives of their children, and the lives of their grandchildren.
the lives of their children, and the lives of their grandchildren.
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It didn't take long before
the
mountain of presents
,
or rather
the
mountain of corpses
,
It didn't take long before
a
mountain of presents
—
or rather
a
mountain of corpses
—
that laid before the castle,
was stacked higher than the height of the castle itself.
was stacked higher than the height of the castle itself.
Oh, what a tragedy!
Oh, what a tragedy!
I didn't think this would happen!
I didn't think this would happen!
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Losing all hope from the mountain of corpses and river of blood offered to
the nature of
her soul,
Losing all hope from the mountain of corpses and river of blood offered to
celebrate
her soul,
the princess sought out the old witch to have her magic dispelled.
the princess sought out the old witch to have her magic dispelled.
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But it was too late, as the old witch was the first one to see the princess's soul
,
But it was too late, as the old witch was the first one to see the princess's soul
and had already sacrificed her head,
and had already sacrificed her head,
which she cherished more than life itself and was filled with all the knowledge she gained over the years.
which she cherished more than life itself and was filled with all the knowledge she gained over the years.
Seeing the old lady's severed head, the princess broke down into tears.
Seeing the old lady's severed head, the princess broke down into tears.
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Such a
scene that evoked
pity, of her beautiful heart shedding tears for someone else,
A
scene that evoked
such
pity, of her beautiful heart shedding tears for someone else,
further enchanted the citizens of the country.
further enchanted the citizens of the country.
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They scrambled and raced to offer their lives
or
things
cherished more than life itself
to the princess.
They scrambled and raced to offer their lives
,
or
perhaps what they
cherished more than life itself
,
to the princess.
To console the princess, they smiled as they laid down their lives one after another.
To console the princess, they smiled as they laid down their lives one after another.
The mountain of corpses that piled up, or rather the castle made of corpses,
The mountain of corpses that piled up, or rather the castle made of corpses,
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became infamous
and talk of it
rang
across the capital and even to neighboring countries.
became infamous
,
and talk of it
made its way
across the capital and even to neighboring countries.
But all the armies that rushed over, upon seeing the
authority
of the Beautiful Princess up close,
But all the armies that rushed over, upon seeing the
radiance
of the Beautiful Princess up close,
gladly, and willingly, became a part of the corpse castle.
gladly, and willingly, became a part of the corpse castle.
I've had enough. Everyone is going to die.
I've had enough. Everyone is going to die.
But I can't save even one person.
But I can't save even one person.
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The more things
I
do, the more I
speak,
everyone
would keep dying
.
If
I
but
speak,
if I but act,
everyone
will continue to die
.
I want to die myself.
I want to die myself.
But she could not die.
But she could not die.
The strength of the princess's will did not allow for that.
The strength of the princess's will did not allow for that.
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T
he princess
was also unable
to fall into insanity.
Nor was t
he princess
permitted
to fall into insanity.
"Then you shall embark on a journey."
"Then you shall embark on a journey."
That was when the old lady's severed head spoke up.
That was when the old lady's severed head spoke up.
The tears that the princess shed had created a miracle.
The tears that the princess shed had created a miracle.
The old lady came back to life for just one brief moment.
The old lady came back to life for just one brief moment.
Someday, you may be able to save those who die for your beautiful soul that is beyond enchanting.
Someday, you may be able to save those who die for your beautiful soul that is beyond enchanting.
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Until then, you
need to keep
distanc
ing
yourself from other
people
.
Until then, you
must
distanc
e
yourself from other
s
.
Do not get close to anyone. You shall live alone.
Do not get close to anyone. You shall live alone.
With that said, the old lady passed away yet again.
With that said, the old lady passed away yet again.
And thus, leaving behind a castle stained scarlet with blood and a castle of corpses,
And thus, leaving behind a castle stained scarlet with blood and a castle of corpses,
the Beautiful Princess embarked on a never-ending journey.
the Beautiful Princess embarked on a never-ending journey.
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She followed the advice
, almost a
curse
,
of the old witch.
She followed the advice
—or perhaps the
curse
—
of the old witch.
So that no one
will die anymore..
.
So that no one
else would meet their end
.
A solitary journey to escape it all
,
where she
cannot have any
companion
s
.
A solitary journey to escape it all
where she
was not allowed a single
companion
.
It would be a while
longer
yet before she turn
s
into a vampire.
It would be a while
yet before she turn
ed
into a vampire.
But the vampiric tale of the princess, of Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade
,
But the vampiric tale of the princess, of Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade
—
covered
in
red
blood
had
started
here.
the legend steeped
in
darkest
blood
—
started
t
here.
And her innocent soul finally
save
s
a tiny life offered to her
for the first time
And her innocent soul finally
, for the first time,
save
d
a tiny life offered to her
in an incident roughly six hundred years later.
in an incident roughly six hundred years later.
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# Aniplex About six hundred years ago, in a country that no longer leaves a name anywhere in this world, there was a very beautiful girl. She was born as the sole daughter of wealthy nobility, with beauty known to everyone in the country. She was so beautiful that a portrait of her was displayed in every household. Regardless of age, gender, or social status, everyone was enthralled by her. She was given a title from the emperor for her beauty alone. Everyone in the country called her "Beautiful Princess" and loved her. Citizens formed long lines to the castle she lived in to get a glimpse of her rumored beauty. Each and every day, a mound of presents was placed in front of the castle. "I turned your beauty into a song, Princess. Please accept this." A musician said thus and played his violin. "I turned your beauty into a poem, Princess. Please accept this." A poet said thus and read his poem out loud. "I turned your beauty into statues, Princess. Please accept these." An artist said thus and carved out a hundred statues. But no gift would make the princess smile. Nobody looks at me. The princess lamented all alone in her room. Beautiful this, beautiful that. They all sing praises, but they say nothing more. None of those people know what kind of person I am. They don't know who I am on the inside. That agonized the Beautiful Princess. No matter what she does, no matter what she says, the response is simply, "Beautiful." Whether it be success or failure, whether she does good things or bad, the assessment she received was always the same. Whatever she did was beautiful. Asleep or awake, she was beautiful. "Beautiful Princess" was a very apt description. Such a beauty must be from that of an enchantress. At this rate, it wouldn't matter whether or not I have my own will. I am not a slave to my own appearance. Beauty I just happened to be born into is nothing but a hinderance. I would rather have them look at my soul more than my looks. Her great will, unspoiled by her own beauty, greatly touched the heart of an old witch who lived in this country for quite some time. "Beautiful Princess, I will turn your beauty so transparent that nobody can see it." "Instead, I will make your heart visible to everyone around you." "From now on, your soul will be what they judge." The old witch cast a spell and waved her wand. The clear skin of the princess really became transparent. "Thank you. Thank you so much." The Beautiful Princess gave thanks from the bottom of her heart. Her outward beauty was gone, but the princess's soul proved to be even more beautiful. Word of her brilliance traveled all over the country without her even leaving her castle. The princess's father felt shame for not noticing his daughter's beautiful soul for all this time, and after greeting her in the morning, he jumped off the balcony to punish himself. The princess's mother was proud to have given birth to a daughter with such a wonderful soul. She felt that such a feat was simply enough to end her role in this world, and peacefully passed away after eating breakfast. The musician thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's kindness in song. So he decided a suitable gift would be to offer what he held most dear, and more cherished than life itself, which was his wrists to play his instrument. He chopped his wrists off and presented them to the princess. The poet thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's wisdom in poetry, so he decided a suitable gift would be what he held most dear, and what he cherished more than life itself, his tongue to recite his poems. He ripped his tongue out and presented it to the princess. The artist thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's bravery in statues, so he decided a suitable gift would be what he held most dear, and what he cherished more than life itself, his eyes to inspect the materials. He gouged his eyes out and presented them to the princess. All the citizens had burned their portraits of the princess that they had long cherished. They wondered why they took such great care of such trivial things for all this time. While thinking reluctantly that it was not suitable as a gift at all, they sacrificed their own lives, the lives of their parents and siblings, the lives of their children, and the lives of their grandchildren. It didn't take long before the mountain of presents, or rather the mountain of corpses, that laid before the castle, was stacked higher than the height of the castle itself. Oh, what a tragedy! I didn't think this would happen! Losing all hope from the mountain of corpses and river of blood offered to the nature of her soul, the princess sought out the old witch to have her magic dispelled. But it was too late, as the old witch was the first one to see the princess's soul, and had already sacrificed her head, which she cherished more than life itself and was filled with all the knowledge she gained over the years. Seeing the old lady's severed head, the princess broke down into tears. Such a scene that evoked pity, of her beautiful heart shedding tears for someone else, further enchanted the citizens of the country. They scrambled and raced to offer their lives or things cherished more than life itself to the princess. To console the princess, they smiled as they laid down their lives one after another. The mountain of corpses that piled up, or rather the castle made of corpses, became infamous and talk of it rang across the capital and even to neighboring countries. But all the armies that rushed over, upon seeing the authority of the Beautiful Princess up close, gladly, and willingly, became a part of the corpse castle. I've had enough. Everyone is going to die. But I can't save even one person. The more things I do, the more I speak, everyone would keep dying. I want to die myself. But she could not die. The strength of the princess's will did not allow for that. The princess was also unable to fall into insanity. "Then you shall embark on a journey." That was when the old lady's severed head spoke up. The tears that the princess shed had created a miracle. The old lady came back to life for just one brief moment. Someday, you may be able to save those who die for your beautiful soul that is beyond enchanting. Until then, you need to keep distancing yourself from other people. Do not get close to anyone. You shall live alone. With that said, the old lady passed away yet again. And thus, leaving behind a castle stained scarlet with blood and a castle of corpses, the Beautiful Princess embarked on a never-ending journey. She followed the advice, almost a curse, of the old witch. So that no one will die anymore... A solitary journey to escape it all, where she cannot have any companions. It would be a while longer yet before she turns into a vampire. But the vampiric tale of the princess, of Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade, covered in red blood had started here. And her innocent soul finally saves a tiny life offered to her for the first time in an incident roughly six hundred years later.
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# MTBB About six hundred years ago, in a country whose name is long lost from history, there was a very beautiful girl. She was born as the sole daughter of wealthy nobility, with beauty known to everyone in the country. She was so beautiful that a portrait of her was displayed in every household. Regardless of age, gender, or social status, everyone was enthralled by her. She was given a title from the emperor for her beauty alone. Everyone in the country called her "Beautiful Princess" and loved her. Citizens formed long lines to the castle she lived in to get a glimpse of her rumored loveliness. Each and every day, a mound of presents was placed in front of the castle. "I turned your beauty into a song, Princess. Please accept this." A musician said thus and played his violin. "I turned your beauty into a poem, Princess. Please accept this." A poet said thus and read his poem out loud. "I turned your beauty into statues, Princess. Please accept these." An artist said thus and carved out a hundred statues. But no gift would make the princess smile. Nobody looks at me. The princess lamented all alone in her room. Beautiful this, beautiful that. They all sing praises, but they say nothing more. None of those people know what kind of person I am. They don't know who I am on the inside. That agonized the Beautiful Princess. No matter what she did, no matter what she said, the response was simply, "Beautiful." Whether it be success or failure, whether she did good things or bad, the assessment she received was always the same. Whatever she did was beautiful. Asleep or awake, she was beautiful. "Beautiful Princess" was a very apt description. Such a beauty could only be called enchanting. At this rate, it won't matter whether or not I have my own will. My appearance does not hold dominion over me. Beauty I just happened to be born into is nothing but a hinderance. I would rather have them look at my soul than my looks. Her great will, unspoiled by her own beauty, greatly touched the heart of an old witch who had lived in that country for quite some time. "Beautiful Princess, I will turn your beauty transparent, so that none can see it." "Instead, I will make your heart visible to everyone around you." "From now on, your soul will be what they judge." The old witch cast a spell and waved her wand. As promised, the clear skin of the princess became transparent. Thank you. Thank you so much. The Beautiful Princess gave thanks from the bottom of her heart. Her outward beauty was gone, but the princess's soul proved even more beautiful. Word of her brilliance traveled all over the country without her even leaving her castle. The princess's father felt shame for not noticing his daughter's beautiful soul for all that time, and after greeting her in the morning, he jumped off the balcony to punish himself. The princess's mother was proud to have given birth to a daughter with such a wonderful soul. She felt that such a feat was simply enough to end her role in the world and peacefully passed away after eating breakfast. The musician thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's kindness in song. So he decided a suitable gift would be to offer what he held most dear, the thing he cherished more than life itself. He chopped off his wrists—the things that allowed him to play his instrument—and presented them to the princess. The poet thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's wisdom in poetry, so he decided a suitable gift would be what he held most dear, the thing he cherished more than life itself. He ripped out his tongue—the thing that allowed him to recite his poems—and presented it to the princess. The artist thought he could not possibly express the Beautiful Princess's bravery in statues, so he decided a suitable gift would be what he held most dear, the thing he cherished more than life itself. He gouged out his eyes—the things that allowed him to inspect his materials—and presented them to the princess. All the citizens burned the portraits of the princess that they had long cherished. They wondered why they took such great care of such trivial things for all this time. While thinking reluctantly that it was not suitable as a gift at all, they sacrificed their own lives, the lives of their parents and siblings, the lives of their children, and the lives of their grandchildren. It didn't take long before a mountain of presents— or rather a mountain of corpses— was stacked higher than the height of the castle itself. Oh, what a tragedy! I didn't think this would happen! Losing all hope from the mountain of corpses and river of blood offered to celebrate her soul, the princess sought out the old witch to have her magic dispelled. But it was too late, as the old witch was the first one to see the princess's soul and had already sacrificed her head, which she cherished more than life itself and was filled with all the knowledge she gained over the years. Seeing the old lady's severed head, the princess broke down into tears. A scene that evoked such pity, of her beautiful heart shedding tears for someone else, further enchanted the citizens of the country. They scrambled and raced to offer their lives, or perhaps what they cherished more than life itself, to the princess. To console the princess, they smiled as they laid down their lives one after another. The mountain of corpses that piled up, or rather the castle made of corpses, became infamous, and talk of it made its way across the capital and even to neighboring countries. But all the armies that rushed over, upon seeing the radiance of the Beautiful Princess up close, gladly, and willingly, became a part of the corpse castle. I've had enough. Everyone is going to die. But I can't save even one person. If I but speak, if I but act, everyone will continue to die. I want to die myself. But she could not die. The strength of the princess's will did not allow for that. Nor was the princess permitted to fall into insanity. "Then you shall embark on a journey." That was when the old lady's severed head spoke up. The tears that the princess shed had created a miracle. The old lady came back to life for just one brief moment. Someday, you may be able to save those who die for your beautiful soul that is beyond enchanting. Until then, you must distance yourself from others. Do not get close to anyone. You shall live alone. With that said, the old lady passed away yet again. And thus, leaving behind a castle stained scarlet with blood and a castle of corpses, the Beautiful Princess embarked on a never-ending journey. She followed the advice—or perhaps the curse—of the old witch. So that no one else would meet their end. A solitary journey to escape it all where she was not allowed a single companion. It would be a while yet before she turned into a vampire. But the vampiric tale of the princess, of Kiss-shot Acerola-orion Heart-under-blade— the legend steeped in darkest blood—started there. And her innocent soul finally, for the first time, saved a tiny life offered to her in an incident roughly six hundred years later.
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