๐ ๐๐ข๐๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ โTom Riddle โ [EDITING]
"๐๐จ๐ฏ๐?" He scoffs, black eyes emotionless. "๐ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ง ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ง๐ฌ."She was a girl born in the midst of a war. She was the forgotten child. The sister of the girl who sacrificed herself, saving the boy with the lightning bolt scar. He'd come in the night, ripping away everyone she had ever loved. He'd taken away her family. He'd shattered her beyond repair."๐๐จ๐ฏ๐?" She asks, blue eyes hard. "๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ง๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐."She was raised to only know neglect. She was raised to only feel pain. She had been thrown away by her own blood. No one ever paused to ask for her wellbeing. No one paused to make sure she was all right. "๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐!""๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ."She was raised to know anger. She grew with only pain. She was raised with no family. She was being choked with a fiery chain. A fiery chain of loneliness A chain of regret. A flaming chain of loathing.An overwhelming drown-age of emotional debt. "๐ ๐ก๐๐ญ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.""๐ ๐๐ฑ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ๐๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ."No one expected her to be more than just a poor orphan. No one expected her to have power beyond what anyone knew possible. The wars would come to pass. The wars would kill millions..... Yet she was their only salvation. The world needed her to save it. It needed help. Why would she help a world with such darkness in it?Why would she ever try to save something that killed her soul?"๐'๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐๐ง ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ .""๐๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฅ๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ."Just as she was learning to love again, starting to feel like she had a family.... She was ripped away fromโฆ