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－Once upon a time...
In our country, there was a little girl with silver hair
She visited our country sometimes to have fun with us
She had a special ability to create the new lives for this country
If once she had gotten the thread, cloth and needle- The new friend of ours will appear
And they will bow to her: "Oh, little miss! Very nice to meet you and thanks for giving a life to me!"
Since someday, we started calling her as our "queen"
In her kingdom, there were the amount of lives who were created by her
And we all loved her as our brilliant ruler and leader
"Queen! Here is your tea. We put a lot of sugar in it for you!"
"I don't need that. I want warmth."
"Warmth? Is it something like hot tea?"
"No. Warmth. I've been wanting it for long time, but never gotten one."
"Hmm.... You say such strange things. We don't understand, but we can please you by delicious foods!"
"............"
The queen used to want the "warmth", however we couldn't understand what it is
Since someday, the queen started ripping us apart, instead of playing funny games with us
"Queen! Are you going to rip me apart too?"
"........Useless..."
"Yes we are! But we are happy to be with you, queen!"
"....Why are you so happy even you are going to die for now?"
"Of course, because it's our pleasure to be treated by you as you want, queen!"
"..........."
The tragic sound of teared cloths can be heard everyday from her castle
The emotionless queen who forgot to laugh or cry is staying there－
－The place where the controlled births and the deaths are crossing
Yet she is always surrounded by her friendly followers who keep loving her no matter what

Drawing of my OC, Mizaline.

This is the picture which represents her imaginary world.

In her childhood, she tended to escape from the harsh reality to her imaginary world where many of her toys are welcoming her. These toys were helpful to comfort her lonely heart.

But it doesn't work anymore.

In her adulthood, she uses her toys as the aim of her frustrating emotions.

She beats them by the anger toward the miserable life she is following.

She tears them by the violent desire which doesn't go away from her mind.

She stabs them as the curse onto every unpleasant people whom she hates.

The fictional story in her imaginary kingdom represents the shift of the relationship between her and her toys.

She is so used to abuse her toys like that. Now she doesn't know anymore how to treat humans properly, and wants to treat them as her toys too...

More drawings of her:

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* Don't steal / trace / copy / edit / use my artworks. Thanks for reading! *

Description

－Once upon a time...
In our country, there was a little girl with silver hair
She visited our country sometimes to have fun with us
She had a special ability to create the new lives for this country
If once she had gotten the thread, cloth and needle- The new friend of ours will appear
And they will bow to her: "Oh, little miss! Very nice to meet you and thanks for giving a life to me!"
Since someday, we started calling her as our "queen"
In her kingdom, there were the amount of lives who were created by her
And we all loved her as our brilliant ruler and leader
"Queen! Here is your tea. We put a lot of sugar in it for you!"
"I don't need that. I want warmth."
"Warmth? Is it something like hot tea?"
"No. Warmth. I've been wanting it for long time, but never gotten one."
"Hmm.... You say such strange things. We don't understand, but we can please you by delicious foods!"
"............"
The queen used to want the "warmth", however we couldn't understand what it is
Since someday, the queen started ripping us apart, instead of playing funny games with us
"Queen! Are you going to rip me apart too?"
"........Useless..."
"Yes we are! But we are happy to be with you, queen!"
"....Why are you so happy even you are going to die for now?"
"Of course, because it's our pleasure to be treated by you as you want, queen!"
"..........."
The tragic sound of teared cloths can be heard everyday from her castle
The emotionless queen who forgot to laugh or cry is staying there－
－The place where the controlled births and the deaths are crossing
Yet she is always surrounded by her friendly followers who keep loving her no matter what

Drawing of my OC, Mizaline.

This is the picture which represents her imaginary world.

In her childhood, she tended to escape from the harsh reality to her imaginary world where many of her toys are welcoming her. These toys were helpful to comfort her lonely heart.

But it doesn't work anymore.

In her adulthood, she uses her toys as the aim of her frustrating emotions.

She beats them by the anger toward the miserable life she is following.

She tears them by the violent desire which doesn't go away from her mind.

She stabs them as the curse onto every unpleasant people whom she hates.

The fictional story in her imaginary kingdom represents the shift of the relationship between her and her toys.

She is so used to abuse her toys like that. Now she doesn't know anymore how to treat humans properly, and wants to treat them as her toys too...

More drawings of her:

Mature Content

* Don't steal / trace / copy / edit / use my artworks. Thanks for reading! *