• He was a very cold man. He knew it and he was proud of it. No creator should ever have a warm heart in his observations.

    Kuroi was a God.

    He had the power to create life within beautiful dolls and had the power to destroy the light within their eyes when he grew tired of them.

    Yes, he was a cold hearted doll maker. His passion of making dolls and destroying his creations were mere routines in his life. So when he decided to create a cat based doll......He never knew that this new doll would be different.

    She was like all her other sisters.

    Followed him around like a newly born chick, came to when he commanded her to enter his office and assist him with his work, and had that adorable look in her eyes of admiration as she stared at him in awe. A cute little doll....

    He was surprised when she came in his room one night and offered to sing to him to sleep. "Why would you sing for me?"

    "You are my master," she merely replied with a smile, "You always work so much and you have trouble sleeping I want to help you." As he recalled...None of his past dolls bothered to sing to him at night unless he ordered them to.

    It was a shock to see a warm mug full of coffee ready for him at his desk and the mail organized perfectly, "Why did you do this?"

    "Well you like coffee, but you never have time to get it," she answered as she dusted his bookcase, "Also, you're already working enough on your current projects so I wanted to lessen your load master." The coffee was warm and perfect to his liking and he did seem to finish more work than when the mail was in his way. None of his past dolls bothered to do anything unless he ordered them to.

    Kuroi was a God, but he seemed to be falling for his creation.

    She was beyond the ways her sisters were. She stayed by his side more than any of the others.

    He gripped the scapel in his hands as he watched her sleep, by this time....

    Kuroi dropped the medical tool and turned, he wasn't going to do it.......

    He grabbed his jacket and left. Ran through the woods towards...Towards anywhere. Anywhere away from his little doll, away from hurting her.....

    Kuroi was a God. Gods don't fall for their creations.

    But for her, Kuroi would allow himself to love her. But from afar, for Gods like him who were so used to desposing their creations....Would sometimes harm the one creation they loved. So he would love his sweet little doll....Far away.....