I am a contemptible woman.
I was raised as a flower, and my body was refined to be poison.
Though I was given the honor of being the leader of our cult, I betrayed my precious allies.
But...
Oh, but...
I wish, I long, I dream.
And my body aches.
I want to touch someone.
I want to be close to them.
I want to feel their warmth.
I want to be able to do what everyone else can!
...I don't want to kill.
But I exist to kill.
I kill. I kill. I touch and kill. I caress and kill. I dance and kill.
I hold in my arms and kill. A kiss and I kill.
No matter how strong I want something, I am a weapon that keeps killing. An assassin, a fatal poison.
That will not change no matter what happens.
Someday,
I'm sure,
I will end up killing you too.
I, am a despicable woman.
I was raised to become a flower,
one whose entire body was refined to be poison.
Though I was graced with the honor of being declared Hassan-i-Sabbah,
I, betrayed our Lord.
But...
But, alas.
There was a wish, I yearned for.
A dream, that made this body ache.
I want to touch someone.
I want to stay close to someone.
I want to feel someone's warmth.
I want to be able to do what everyone else can!
...I don't want to kill anyone.
But, I exist for the sake of killing.
I kill and kill. A touch, and I kill. A caress, and I kill. A dance, and I kill.
A hug, and I kill. A kiss, and I kill.
No matter what I want.
I am a weapon that continues to kill. An assassin. A fatal poison.
Regardless of what may happen, that alone shall never change.
Someday.
Surely.
I, shall end up killing... you as well.