AN: This is the last chapter of this story, so I hope you enjoy it! Please review if you have time - all reviews are greatly appreciated.

Epilogue.

The tall man and his circus thrived. Although nobody ever really knew who the tall man was, or what he looked like, he was happy at the circus. He didn't deserve to be, but you could say life's just like that.

The Kagamine twins were distorted into a two headed freak. Len's brain was tampered with, and he slowly grew into a better speaker. He also seemed to be more intelligent. Rin and Len lived like Yin and Yang - Rin being the positive and her brother being the negative. They often handed out flyers in town, before going back to the circus to be jeered at. Len urged Rin to escape, but Rin had always been to afraid of the acid. Len's face and neck was covered in burn marks, whereas Rin's complexion was clean. Rin never stopped feeling guilty.

Pochi never left the circus. He was actually decently content there. He ate all night and slept all day. He only ever got whipped if he disobeyed his Master. The only thing Pochi didn't like about the circus were the name that the crowds yelled at him. As he crunched his way through bones, and bit his way through flesh, the crowds would scream at him for being a monster. Things rarely got out of hand though - partly because Pochi was restrained in a straight jacket. Religious people would often shout to Pochi that he had not only been abandoned by God, but that he had been used as an example so that people would behave like good, God-fearing people. Pochi didn't listen. He had decided that his Master was strict, yet fair. Most of Pochi's memories had been wiped away. The only parts of Kaito left were the physical attributes, and the anxiety of not being loved. Master loved him. Pochi was so sure that Master loved him.

Meiko, never got into the industry. The closest she got was humming to herself. She hated life and made it clear to the tall man. Her spine was decorated with acid, though nobody ever saw, apart from the tall man. Meiko wasn't allowed to go out to town to pass out flyers. The one time she had gone, she had attempted to run away. The tall man had simply appeared behind her, with a hand firmly on her shoulder and said: Remember, I am always watching. After that incident, Meiko's act for the circus was changed. She would cut her arms off for a live audience, and then after the show, the tall man would sew them back on. It hurt, every single night.

Miku eventually killed herself. The morning after she did, Pochi was woken up, and the rest of the acts were called to see the tall man. He held the dead girl by her neck, and shook her in front of each person.

"You see? She's in hell now. It seems like I can't trust many of you freaks. If I see anyone even thinking about suicide or escape, I can assure you, I will make your pitiful lives much, much worse."

Miku was then fed to Pochi, who ate her reluctantly in front of spectators. He was whipped that night, for mourning his dead friend.

And the two tall women? They waltzed around the circus every night. Neru drew into herself a little more, and only really came out of herself when Haku and herself were alone in the hut behind the circus. The pair had pushed the tables together, and decorated them with old, stolen blankets from town. They tried to forget about the straps and belts every night, though they rarely slept. They would spend their nights talking, in between long, lengthy silences. Neru apologised every single night, though Haku never replied to her apologies with words.

The circus became well known, all around Japan. Some people insisted that it was just an urban legend, whereas some people swore that they had seen it, glistening in the distance. It was never properly investigated. People never truly realised how easy it was to get to the circus.

Firstly, they had to want something - with a passion. Maybe, they wanted to look after someone. Maybe, they wanted to be loved. Maybe, they wanted to live out their dreams. Maybe they wanted to feel alive again, or maybe, they just wanted to become closer to their friend. It was as simple as that.

Then, the said person would feel pulled towards a certain direction, or if they were truly unfortunate, the tall man would come and collect them himself.

And finally, they just had to enter the circus. Though, I would never recommend it. It was all as simple as that.

So. What do you truly desire?