Authoress' ramblings: It's currently 12:00 at night and I'm up writing and drinking black coffee…something's wrong with me. I am NOT a sadist. I just wanted to express Maria's pain in never being accepted by Rosa. I hate Rosa…Anyways…..REVIEWS ARE YUMMY! BTW'S my other stories are on hold till further notice….And if my Japanese is wrong, please tell me.
Disclaimer: Me no own Umineko. Me want Umineko….
Mama, you never loved me…..will you ever?
You called me childish and naïve but you still acted….no ….pretended to be all nice and kind and motherly. When you gave Sakutaro to me for my birthday, I was so happy. I thought my mama finally, truly loved me. But you were pretending weren't you?
My loneliness was all because of you. You would leave me all alone for days pretending to go on business trips. But I know where you were…you were away on luxury trips with your ever-changing boyfriends weren't you?
Haha….ha…ha…
And then, if you broke up with him or if he broke up with you, you would always come home and swear and yell at me. I would be beaten and slapped until I was sore and bruised. You would call me profane names and tell me I was a bastard child, and that no man would want you because of me .I would repetitively say" I'm sorry mama." even though I was innocent. I had done nothing wrong; tell me, what had I done to deserve this?
And slowly, my magic grew. At first, I had nice powers, like the ability to make sweets appear out of thin air. I was happy with them .Yet you dismissed my magic as childish behaviour and never acknowledged me. You never did notice my true magic, did you?
My magic continued to grow and grow…And it turned darker and darker. My powers became more and more dangerous. I could hurt people easily. You still never noticed. You didn't know that it would become the death of you…would you ever learn?
And then, one day, you came home .You were angry and miserable because of another breakup. I tried to cheer you up but you were just too angry. You shouted at me .Then you ….you killed ripped Sakutaro apart.
And now, I finally have the power to kill you, mother. You shall feel the pain I felt for all the times you hurt me, yelled at me, abused me, and most of all, the pain Sakutaro and I felt when you killed him.
So this is the end. Isn't it ironic? You shall die by the very thing that you deemed as "a child's wishful imagination". Slowly I direct my magic toward her. The sound of bones cracking and bending is absolutely delightful to listen to."Ha…Ha…HAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Insane laughter burst's out of my mouth. Oh Mother, you shall pay, not once, nor twice, BUT A THOUSAND TIMES OVER! Over and over I bring her back to life and torture her to death again. Her screams are music to my ears.
Isn't this fun?
復讐!