Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-32555140-20180621001548/@comment-30238789-20180702003232

The bullet did nothing. At all.

I laughed.

I laughed, and laughed, and laughed, just like a maniac.

“You really think that I wanted to be a goddess? To be immortal? TO be forced to watch all those who are dear to you die and be helpless? To be forced to go through awful memories over, and over again? To be forced to live lifetimes that forces you to go insane, over and over again? I can't die, even if I wanted to. Believe me, I tried before. Also, just because I was the villainess once or twice in my years of being a goddess before doesn't mean I'm bad right now. What is wrong with you?”

I laughed, but at the same time, blood tears was trailing down my cheeks.

“Sorry, but this is not Bella1963. This is Clementine.”