Little Puppet

That little girl, that weird little girl.

It was so easy to predict her actions. He would slowly make her become the queen she was truly meant to be.

Of course, without Kuroha's little interferance, it wouldn't be possible. He had to take charge in this.

He knew what she was capable of. She was her granddaughter after all.

If her grandmother could make a neverending world, then surely she could do the same.

All she needed was a little...push.

Something to spark the drive to want to create that world. He had known all along what to do.

She had always cherished those precious humans she called friends. She loved them, she needed them to be alive.

With them gone, she would have nothing in this world. Because of her so called love for her friends, she would become the perfect queen of tragedy.