a soul that is slowly bared to satan
by NiNA_eN
There's a fire burning within. –Mirajane.
When she was young, she dreamed of hell.
It was sin and purgatory: smouldering ash, scattered debris and ash heaps: walls of flame that danced in the air, licked at her skin and burned away her eyes,
When she woke up, there was a searing pain in her left iris: it split her face and the blood beneath her flesh boiled in her veins.
Each night, she left her dreams screaming.
It happened in battle, the first time she dreamed in broad daylight.
Tongues of flames licked away the blood congealing in her hair and beneath her fingernails; it burned away her aching limbs and consumed her pain with vicious abandon.
So she stood, rejuvenated, enraged.
And she roared and rushed back into the fray.
My favourite character. God, I love her in the vs Fried/Satan Soul mode!