Crona

I am Crona.

My blood is black. You know what else is black?

Ragnarok.

He bullies me a lot. He lives inside of me…silly sounding, isn't it?

Ah. I don't know how to deal with that.

I don't know how to deal with a lot of things.

Maybe I'm just lost inside my own personal hell. It's up there, you know.

Hell. It's inside my head.

I don't know how to deal with that either. Ah, it seems I've just said something repetitive, no?

Yes.

My blood is black.

Always, black. Always, empty.

What is this madness?

It's me.