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I'm your servant, you're my master I do your order, you reward me after I always get my reward and I give his He rewards me with endless bliss I love him so much but I don't tell him I'm afraid he'll finish me with a whim It's far better if he always never knew It's more magical if him I don't sue I suddenly discovered, you're doing bad You're slaying all the servants that you've had Suddenly afraid that I'll be finished That I'll be losing all the memories I cherished But then I influenced what you do I got this attitude, thanks to you I grabbed the past and threw my thoughts away Because I know I lead my soul astray Trusting

It has been a long time. Her white uniform, bleached white as snow, is now tainted with blood. On her uniform, her pants, her hands, her hair, her face. She ran around the war-torn area, filled with soldiers and civilians writing in pain and saying their last words to their relatives far away. **** A year ago, she was just in a room. In a room with other people damaged in their bodies and in their hearts. The sickly smell of the red liquid emanates on the whole surroundings. She wasn't a war surgeon before. She wasn't a doctor before. She was the one who was saved, the one who had been before hanging on the brink of death. "Easy, there la