Simone

Age: Unknown

Race: Automaton

Primary function: Guardian/Songstress

Bio:
Look at me.

Oh please look at me.

I want your eyes to look upon me alone.

Long ago, an old friend told me something: Beauty is what wins Love.

But what is beauty?

After reasearching the old world, I finally learned the truth.

Beauty is pretty skin

Beauty is stylish accessories

Beauty is looking one's best.

I will become beautiful. I will do it for him.

Have I not become Beautiful

Does this body make me cute?

Would he like it if i walked like this?

I still dont understand what it means to love someone.

But i've made up my mind.

I will do whatever it takes to capture his affection.

Not a moment passed where i didn't strive to become more beautiful. But he still won't look my way.

I even tried to learn what is called a song.

Songs can make someone have feelings for you. That's what they say. So i practiced everyday. But he still won't look my way.

He wont look my way

He wont look my way

He wont look my way

won't look my way won't look my way won't look my way won't look my way won't look my way won't look my way

I then realized he cares not for songs or beuaty or appearance or anything else.

I cannot win his love.

Why have i done this to myself.

Meaningless

Meaningless

MEANINGLESS.

I gaze into the mirror. In its reflection. I see only my own meaninglessness. And so i scream.