A faker, a murderer, what else?

Lips looked like cherry, hair as soft as fur; skin as pale as the
white snow. His name? It's Luciel. Luciel von Einzburg. He,
who acts like he doesn't care, but actually does. He, who smiles
cheerfully, ─ brightly, ─ just to hide the painful scars he has
been carrying.

He once lived with a father, a mother and a twin brother
whom he cherished o'-so-much. They were like glossy apples
in one tree. A happy family, indeed, longing for kindness
in the suburbs of somewhere in Germany.

Luciel's mother, whom had took care of the lovely twins,
swore an oath to live and make them happy. Luciel never
asked for more. He only wanted his mother. Not until his
sweet, wonderful, glass of happiness is broken. But, until
now, the final tale he was told will always remain. The
story goes;

Once upon a time, lived a princess named Rapunzel. She was
rumored to be the one who can heal. Internal organs, ages
even their lifespan. That's how the story goes. However,
was all of that true?

( Picture cr. guwoljk )

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