"Ha! Haha, hahahaha!"
She laughed wantonly, unsure if she was mocking her own futile efforts over centuries or lamenting this maddeningly damned fate.
Or perhaps, she was ridiculing that arrogant deity who presumed to control everything.
At the beginning of the story, a pair of twin sisters were born.
They depended on each other for survival.
They despised each other.
They were the cursed twins, mutually loathed, yet inseparable halves of one another.
Even if their conflicts were endless, they never truly hated each other.
But when did their relationship change?
When did disdain turn into hatred? When did displeasure become jealousy?
When did the bond of dependence transform into murderous intent?
Was it when the younger sister realized her talents paled in comparison to the elder's?
Or was it when the elder sister became so immersed in her studies that she neglected her younger sibling?
Or perhaps, when the deity cast their gaze upon them?
Stella didn't know.
