A/N: The longest song in the Evillious Chronicles is here! Unfortunately, it's not the longest chapter, but anyways...

On with the Story...

"I'm sorry for being alive!" I cried out in terror as one of the other village girls grabbed by hair and began hauling me up.

"Huh, you keep on saying that, Faith," the girl sneered. "It's almost like you're used to it."

It's true. Since I was old enough to walk and talk, others have given me that look. I was always the unwanted child, the devil child. I've long since gotten used to saying such a thing; those words don't hold as much meaning as they did before.

I was the only one in my village with brown hair and deep blue eyes, and anyone who was different would be ignored or shunned. My mother before me suffered from the same fate, as I do now.

"Too bad. If only you had blonde hair or brown eyes like us," the girl who had a fistful of my hair motioned at the other girls gathered around. They all nodded in agreement. She flung me to the ground with a sound of disgust. "You should just stay in the dirt where you belong."

They all left quickly after that, leaving my prone body lying on the ground. I didn't blame them, either. Not only did I look different, but I acted different too. I was quiet and soft-spoken, often appearing cold or unwilling to speak. But I'm not a cold person. It's just that no one understood me, and so I didn't voice out my thoughts in fear of retaliation.

Whenever I have the chance, I escape from my village and flee deep into the woods. The thousand year old tree stands there, and I kneel down to pray.

"O God, if you exist in the world, listen to my plea." I would always begin. "I just want someone, anyone to be my friend."

A few days later, I met you, lying underneath the thousand year old tree. I rushed over to your side, and heaved your body upright, using my shoulders as support. It was then that I realized you were suffering from a high fever. Having little choice, I decided to bring you back home with me and take care of your sickness.

You were burning, and it almost felt like I had slung fire over my shoulder. And you were so light, but I nursed you back to health. It wasn't long before we became the best of friends, but something bothered me. Why were you my friend? You and I were so different!

After you recovered from your fever, you introduced yourself to the village. Everyone had been enthralled by your luscious golden locks. Your voice was so sweet, and your smile so kind. Just why had you been kind to me? Had you pitied me because I was so inferior?

If that's the case, then I don't want your kindness!

Tears streamed down my face. She gently held me as I wept. Why, Amarilla? Why are you so kind to me? I just don't understand you at all. I'm so useless, and I'm looked down on by everyone else in my village. So why did you choose me as her only friend?

"It's because you're the most wonderful person I have ever met." Her milky brown eyes shone, and her smile was so comforting and gentle. I could only cry.

Even if the entire world turns against me and shuns me, there's someone who needs me by their side. That's all I need to know to be happy.

A while later after you healed, I suggested for us to do the impossible: run away from this village and start a new life in the city of Castelia, where no one would look down upon me. I remember how nervous you were, trembling as I led you around the port city in search of a job. This time it was me who calmed you down. Everything would be okay, even if everything was unfamiliar. We were together; surely we could get through any challenge.

We chose to become servants for a wealthy merchant and his wife. We had no other place to go, and so we chose this job so we could survive. They accepted us very quickly, but the wife held a few reservations about you at first. She had threatened you after hearing my story, but I told her that you were the only one who helped me. She had few worries after that. It was only later that I learned she's had a bad encounter with people of your kind.

We served Kellen Freesis, one of the most influential men in Unova. Though he was rich and successful, he never looked down on his servants, which I was thankful for. He was devoted to his family, and doted on all of them, even including his servants in his extended family. His wife, Winter, turned out to be a kind but incredibly demanding woman. Everything had to be perfect, carefully arranged and dusted, though she was willing to help out when she had spare time. Their oldest daughter Belinda was a breath of fresh air. She always carried around a notebook and quill to record the happenings around the house. A little klutzy, but insightful and curious.

For many weeks, we lived happily under the Freesis house. I never worried about being discriminated against, and you didn't need to worry about me either.

Then one day, a friend of Kellen Freesis came by the mansion. His arrival changed everything.

A banquet was held on that fateful night, and you were honoured with the chance to introduce your singing talent to other influential people in Unova. I was only serving and helping in the back, but I was so happy for you. It was more than enough to hear you sing. Your voice was so beautiful that night. Everything came to a standstill. Sweet and delicate high notes, warm and rich low notes. You had us all entranced. When you finally finished your solo, everyone around us burst into applause and gathered around you to shower you with praise. But that man stood out in particular in my mind. He was the king of Kanto, a nation to the east of Unova. Riley Marlon, a handsome man with piercing red eyes.

After listening to you sing on the stage, he fell deeply in love with you. You continually rejected his advances, but I saw that you kept all of the little gifts he gave you. At first, I couldn't understand why you would reject him. He wasn't stuck-up or prissy, and had a nice face along with being the King of a country!

I soon realized it. You didn't love him the same way you loved me. And also, to accept his love would mean to bring down the wrath of Bluanne Lucifen d'Autriche, the ruling princess of Sinnoh.

But he loved you so much he was willing to reject her marriage proposal.

Because the King of Kanto rejected the Princess of Sinnoh's marriage proposal, Unova became engulfed by war. The cruel and jealous queen gave the order: "Kill all the blonde-haired women!"

And suddenly so many people were gone, all because of the arrogant king and jealous queen. All the blonde-haired women were killed, but I was spared by the search parties, only because my hair was brown.

We should have listened to the sorceress' advice. Why hadn't we left Unova sooner? You hadn't wanted to, but now…

I wish I could have died instead of you.

Why is this happening?

I can't…

This is…

No…

Impossible…

Curse the conceited Daughter of Evil!

"I'm sorry for being alive," I whispered helplessly. I'm so used to saying such things that none of it registers in my mind anymore. I've complained my whole life at how unfortunate I had been, but now…

After I learned of your death, I moved out from the Freesis mansion and into a small chapel near the harbour. Life was simple but honest, and that was the way I liked it. No one tormented me for looking different than everyone else. Truth be told, I enjoyed it.

The war was rumoured to be over, as the queen had been captured and killed in the revolution. Everything returned to being peaceful.

One day it happened, just the same way I met you. I was outside tending to the gardens when I saw her. She was lying on the ground, exhausted and running a high fever. I managed to get her inside the chapel. There, I brought her to the infirmary and nursed her back to health.

It wasn't long before we became close, but she and I are very different from each other. She kept everything about her past hidden, in the dark. One could only guess at what her previous life was like. The air of mystery surrounding her got me wondering.

One day late at night, I overheard her confession at the confession box. Tears poured down her face, and she seemed so sad, so miserable with regret. Oh, how could this be? The girl that I rescued is… the Daughter of Evil.

In the early morning, that girl stood at the edge of town, facing the sea. She looked so lonely standing there, but I had decided. I would do anything to get your revenge, Amarilla.

I came up behind her, and in a flash, removed the gleaming knife from my dress pocket. She didn't even notice my arrival, focused at a distant point in the horizon. The sun began to rise, painting a beautiful shade of orange and pink in the sky. I pointed the knife, readied my resolve, and swung it up in a high arc...

I'm so pathetic. I have to apologize to you, my dearest friend. I couldn't do it. I couldn't take your revenge. She reminded me of myself, all those months ago. A lonely girl with nothing at all. I know the pain she's feeling. Living all by yourself is terribly sad.

The lonely girl who was unable to do anything herself improved her baking skills bit by bit. I have to say the brioche she made was very delicious.

But I have to confess one more thing to you, Amarilla. That moment in the harbour, when I couldn't take your revenge, I saw the ghost of a reflection. It might have been my eyes playing tricks on me, or maybe it was real, but there was a red-haired boy standing in the surf.

I wonder who that boy was…

A/N: We've almost arrived at the end of the Story of Evil! Just two more chapters to go.

Character List:

1) Riliane Lucifen d'Autriche - Blue
2) Allen Avadonia/Alexiel Lucifen d'Autriche - Silver
3) Germaine Avadonia - Platinum Berlitz
4) Michaela - Yellow
5) Clarith - Faitsu/Whi-Two
6) Prim Marlon - ?
7) Kyle Marlon - Red
8) Ney Marlon/Futapie - ?
9) Keel Freesis - Black
10) Yukina Freesis - ?
11) Gumilia - Sapphire Birch
12) Elluka Clockworker- Platinum Berlitz

And of course, please review if you like it, have an idea you want me incorporate, or if you have constructive criticism!

Signing off,
Sweetie147