History of Us: Who the Crow Calls

by ajremix

History of Us Arc, during Walking Ghosts. For those created only to serve, their one purpose in life is to be used. It is a purpose they hold painfully dear under threat of death. Magma Dragoon.

Who the Crow Calls By: Lady Virgo

Anger. Violence. Hate.

The only things to understand.
A tool.
To be used. To be tossed aside. To wait to be used again.
Lonely. Afraid.
Dark.
Wait. And be used. And wait.
I'm afraid of being alone.
Forsaken. Forgotten.
No one cares.
Someone.. want me.
Abandoned
Someone.. use me.
It would be easier to die.
Someone. Save me.
Just die.

Anger. Pain. Fear.
The only things to know.
Forgotten.
Cast aside to rust.
Dark. Alone
Enraged.
Wounds still gaping and pulsing.
Help me.
Just die.
Heal me.
Just die.
Find me.
Just..
Save me.

Rage
Rage. Rage. Rage.
No pain. No fear.
No room for any of it.
Just
Rage.
Nothing else matters.
Not the Masters
Not the Creator.
Feel the pain and fear I've felt!
Feel it and
Die.

Someone is calling.
Who.?
Someone is calling.
Am I.?
Wanting
..Me?
A god swathed in gold and black, eyes like the fire of the sun.
Wings of shadow unfurl, iridescent feathers of a being not truly there.
I am wanted.
In His hands, light of gold and purity and heat.
I am needed.
The world grows bright and hot and clean.
I am saved.
The Master is calling.
And I shall answer, O Lord.