Please believe that this world isn’t beyond saving.
[Obsessive, gentle older sister vs. clingy, dark, possessive younger wolfdog]
[A series of letters. They meet through a game, brought together by fate and trust. They help you fight the injustices hidden in this world and solve your problems in exchange for a suitable price, bringing the game to a satisfying ending. They are cleaners, or perhaps evildoers. The Cleanup Club is now open for business. All are welcome.]
“Bright moonlight spills over the place concealing blood so vile that, at last, day breaks in full.”
“Your lives belong to you. Take my share with you into the future, and go see the sunlight.”
“Big sister, you promised to take me away. Don’t lie to me. This time, you’re breaking your promise.”
“Now, the game begins. Please believe that this world isn’t beyond saving.”
“With power enough to decide who lives and dies, or even with nothing but a straw in your hand, you can defy fate and change your life. Don’t be afraid.”
“The sun is shining. Don’t keep clinging to me. Go see the great rivers and mountains. We owe each other nothing.”
“Boss, I have no regrets. We’ll cross the years and meet again. Until next time.”
“As long as we loved beneath the bright sky, we were never apart.”
