Hourly Slay the Princess
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She’s so coldly beautiful… is she really a threat to the world?
February 2, 2026 at 3:26 PM
She’s so coldly beautiful… is she really a threat to the world?
Compliment her on those gleaming blades! There’s nothing better than a capable woman.
February 2, 2026 at 2:25 PM
Compliment her on those gleaming blades! There’s nothing better than a capable woman.
Oh, just you wait and see! My vengeance will echo the depths of my bereavement!
February 2, 2026 at 1:25 PM
Oh, just you wait and see! My vengeance will echo the depths of my bereavement!
This one is a reflecting pool of desire unfulfilled. She will make for a pliable heart.
February 2, 2026 at 12:25 PM
This one is a reflecting pool of desire unfulfilled. She will make for a pliable heart.
Are you even alive? What's the point of doing anything if you're not going to feel a single emotion.
February 2, 2026 at 11:25 AM
Are you even alive? What's the point of doing anything if you're not going to feel a single emotion.
Everything feels like it finally fits, doesn’t it? We’re up here which is different, and different is good.
February 2, 2026 at 10:26 AM
Everything feels like it finally fits, doesn’t it? We’re up here which is different, and different is good.
An eye for an eye. A life for a life. I guess we’re even now… See you around.
February 2, 2026 at 9:26 AM
An eye for an eye. A life for a life. I guess we’re even now… See you around.
Okay! If that’s what makes you happy, I can make you unhappy.
February 2, 2026 at 8:25 AM
Okay! If that’s what makes you happy, I can make you unhappy.
Besides what better way to die so very many times than at the sharp hands of a beautiful woman.
February 2, 2026 at 7:25 AM
Besides what better way to die so very many times than at the sharp hands of a beautiful woman.
Sick?! You took part in the murder of the fairest creature that’s ever lived, and you merely feel sick? I for one am absolutely distraught! Grief-stricken. Inconsolable!
February 2, 2026 at 6:26 AM
Sick?! You took part in the murder of the fairest creature that’s ever lived, and you merely feel sick? I for one am absolutely distraught! Grief-stricken. Inconsolable!
Why wouldn’t I be kind to you? You are the only thing I know that isn’t me.
February 2, 2026 at 5:25 AM
Why wouldn’t I be kind to you? You are the only thing I know that isn’t me.
And there you are. Are you here to kill me or something?
February 2, 2026 at 4:25 AM
And there you are. Are you here to kill me or something?
Buried pain is still pain.
February 2, 2026 at 3:26 AM
Buried pain is still pain.
You ask of things that cannot be done. To destroy is merely to reshape. To remold.
February 2, 2026 at 2:25 AM
You ask of things that cannot be done. To destroy is merely to reshape. To remold.
You are like me, even if you have chosen not to look at the corners of you that do not fit, even if you have chosen to ignore the brilliant contours of your soul.
February 2, 2026 at 1:25 AM
You are like me, even if you have chosen not to look at the corners of you that do not fit, even if you have chosen to ignore the brilliant contours of your soul.
I’m just a set of eyes and ears. I don’t make choices. At least not any that matter.
February 2, 2026 at 12:25 AM
I’m just a set of eyes and ears. I don’t make choices. At least not any that matter.
Vague recollections. Empty tunnels without a mouth. I am sorry if I frightened you.
February 1, 2026 at 11:25 PM
Vague recollections. Empty tunnels without a mouth. I am sorry if I frightened you.
A thought is a vine, and some thoughts nurture thorns that bleed the soul. An endless growth that blots your vision and strangles your trust.
February 1, 2026 at 10:25 PM
A thought is a vine, and some thoughts nurture thorns that bleed the soul. An endless growth that blots your vision and strangles your trust.
I cannot tell you what desires I will hold when I have changed. But in this moment, all I want is to know myself and to know you.
February 1, 2026 at 9:26 PM
I cannot tell you what desires I will hold when I have changed. But in this moment, all I want is to know myself and to know you.
This one is soft and delicate. You molded her to love you, and she’ll make for a gentle heart.
February 1, 2026 at 8:25 PM
This one is soft and delicate. You molded her to love you, and she’ll make for a gentle heart.
There’s no accounting for free will.
February 1, 2026 at 7:25 PM
There’s no accounting for free will.
Yes, having all of those feelings isn't very productive, is it? But we're just passengers here. Why stress over something you can't control?
February 1, 2026 at 6:25 PM
Yes, having all of those feelings isn't very productive, is it? But we're just passengers here. Why stress over something you can't control?
I just want to go home. It's so cold and alone here.
February 1, 2026 at 5:25 PM
I just want to go home. It's so cold and alone here.
Flesh is a vehicle, and to destroy the flesh is to strand the spirit. With violence, you stranded me, and with violence, I sought to twist your flesh back into mine.
February 1, 2026 at 4:25 PM
Flesh is a vehicle, and to destroy the flesh is to strand the spirit. With violence, you stranded me, and with violence, I sought to twist your flesh back into mine.
You unchained your will and rose against a would-be god, and for a shining moment, made yourself my equal. And then, you surpassed me.
February 1, 2026 at 3:26 PM
You unchained your will and rose against a would-be god, and for a shining moment, made yourself my equal. And then, you surpassed me.