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<p>'Mariana''Lieutenant''Admiral'Those are some of the names people have taken to calling me but it wasn't always like this. I used to lead a much simpler life as a florist but apparently fate didn't like that I was wasting my time. Cruelly was my life taken away from me and I found myself in another world with a different identity: Mariana Von Ulysses.</p> <p>Another world, another life, it's all the same to me. The only reason I ever became a florist in the first place was because it was an easy opportunity for me to live comfortably. That's really all I ever wanted, to live 'comfortably', and perhaps I didn't have any grand ambitions of my own but what's wrong with that? However this new world is hellbent on not letting me have it my way. Wave after wave of problems, from monsters to national politics, it seeks to drive me towards the center of all these inane drivel.</p> <p>If that wasn't bad enough, apparently humans are hated in this world, eh? I'm a human too... Fine, you want it your way world? If you push then I'll push back! I'll solve these problems the only way I know how: Flowers! Don't underestimate their poisonous attributes just because they have cute colorings and girly patterns.</p> <p>Dragons? Dwarves? Elves? Demons? Giants? Fairies? Gods? Hah! If they have a respiratory system then I'll be damn sure to let them have a taste of this delicious aconite... Or perhaps they fancy some grinded up Angel's Trumpets? How about the sweet scent of Doll's Eyes? Would you like a little bit of Nightshade with that tea? Ah, but of course we must never forget the wonderful effects cocaine can have on an unsuspecting populace! (Just don't make me fight the undead, please)</p> <p>In the end, the only way to make myself comfortable in this world seems to be a hostile take over. So let me demonstrate their powers to you; I'll show you why they call me the 'Flower of Malice'.</p>
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