
“Certainly not my ills, bitch~!”
“All kinds.“ She replied, sliding the other hand onto her double’s waist, "This is a stupid argument. I’m you. There should be no shame in showing yourself, at the very least. Look at how I rip out my heart, free of cares.”
She considered doing it again, just to demonstrate, but wrote the idea off as taking too much effort.
"Shed your skin a little,” She said, “And look how radiant you can be." Aren’t I magnificent?

"Why won’t you stop?!”
Ragyo finally exclaimed in exasperation. All this while, she was quiet, threateningly quiet, but this was the time when she was ready to raise her voice completely. She clutched at her chest, her palm flat against the area above her breasts.
“I’m not like you. I have a duty to my family and to the people on Earth! And I’m very happy this way. Don’t you try to change me.”
Rip out your heart, it won’t be painful, a voice said in her head.
"We’re not the same….we’re not, we’re not!” She was frantic. Her face was a perfect portrait of frantic denial, of fear,...
“Exactly what I thought you would.” Ragyo touched a hand to her double’s face, caressed her cheek, “The same thing that...