Junko Natsumizaka
Just a demonic overlord studying Earth firsthand.
Luna sat up, hearing someone in the nearby bathroom. She had been trying to sleep but had been unsuccessful for several minutes. She got up and dressed in a plain black robe. She walked to the bathroom and placed a bottle of Anti - Nausea Potion (made it up) on the table by the door. She then proceeded to walk downstairs for a quick snack. She was surprised to see Blaise and Rosa, already there. She sat down gracefully, summoning a glass of red wine before speaking. She told them of the current threats and inquired about a plan. "I have been unsuccessful in creating a plan." she said urgently.
"I will require all of your help in doing so. Once again," she turned away, so that they could only see the side of her face, "I am responsible for putting you all in great danger." she walked away, outside. She needed to be alone, outside. She needed to think up a plan. All of this is my fault. She sat on a bench, crying in pain. They will all be punished because of me. Everyone will pay the price. My fault. Her breathing quickened, as she thought of the worst. What kind of leader are you? the voice inside her head screamed. If they live through this. you will always be known as the child who was never fit to lead. So many mistakes. You are so foolish. She sat there, hating herself. She had always had that voice inside her head, telling her that everything she did was wrong. You're so pathetic. You do not accept failure, yet you yourself have failed miserably.
"I will require all of your help in doing so. Once again," she turned away, so that they could only see the side of her face, "I am responsible for putting you all in great danger." she walked away, outside. She needed to be alone, outside. She needed to think up a plan. All of this is my fault. She sat on a bench, crying in pain. They will all be punished because of me. Everyone will pay the price. My fault. Her breathing quickened, as she thought of the worst. What kind of leader are you? the voice inside her head screamed. If they live through this. you will always be known as the child who was never fit to lead. So many mistakes. You are so foolish. She sat there, hating herself. She had always had that voice inside her head, telling her that everything she did was wrong. You're so pathetic. You do not accept failure, yet you yourself have failed miserably.