Black Is Black
By SMYGO4EVA
Why didn't the maiden of death side with her true destiny? The dark curse of the entity that is Noir, the name which bears the desecrating but silent fate that is to destroy evil. The evil that lurks inside all assassins of the night, the fate that has cursed and scarred all of us maidens, and what has branded us with the seductive asphodel is here.
We were pure once, dear Kirika. You were pure once, still innocent and most certainly loved. You find yourself denied of the things you can't easily forget. You find yourself lost with identities that would leave you in the dark corridors of eternity; without your name, you would be lost. At least you have the Corsican…Mireille Bouquet.
Les Soldats is where I reside, where we swear to protect the innocent and defeat evil of all living monsters in this place. You should join us, you and Mireille. We all are Noir, the entity that lives within us, what binds us together in this tryst. You are both of darkness, since the peace of what we protect is shattered time and time gain. The oracle of death and destruction is what you really are, dear Kirika Yuumura. We are the True Noir. After all, Noir is the epitome for black, and it may describe what our souls have become. Black is black, my dear Kirika, and everything is of darkness.