Warnings: Slash and Yuri aka boy love and girl love. Incest.

Notes: Qualen- Pain

Tenshi- Angel

Trost- Comfort

There is a world where for every light there is a shadow. For every frozen temperature there is a searing heat. For every gust of wind there is a fissure in the earth.

There is a compliment to everything that exists.

This world is stuck in a constant cycle of reincarnation, tragedies renew, happiness is eternal, and the dream never ends.

It is a perfect world.

It is perfectly flawed.

There is a set amount of people in this world, history is bound to repeat.

There is a set hierarchy. The rulers stay rulers, the peasants stay peasants and it never changes. It never will.

There are several kingdoms locked in war. There is no real peace.

There is the fiery Queen of Hearts. Her kingdom is of mechanical golems and alchemists.

She rules with fear and has never been quite right in the head.

Her kingdom is built on blood and flames.

She is the Queen of Hearts, Qualen.

There is Lady Alice. Her kingdom is made of soft homunculi and tenshi.

She rules with stifling compassion and has never been quite right in the head.

Her kingdom is built on flowers and dreams.

She is the Lady Alice, Trost.

There are a pair of twins.

Tweedledum and Tweedledee.

A pair of boys.

One has blue eyes and blue hair. He loves the cold.

One has red eyes and red hair. He loves the heat.

Tweedledum loves his Lady Alice.

Tweedledee loves his Queen of Hearts.

Tweedledum loves watching pain contort on his face, he’s fascinated with how blood curls out of his wounds and blossoms on his white skin.

Tweedledee loves watching pain contort on his brother’s face, he’s fascinated with how the blood splatters like paint from the blows of his caramel hands.

Tweedledum loves watching things slowly get destroyed, he’s patient, he waits for pain to fade and enjoys every moment of it.

Tweedledee loves the moment, he’s impatient in his destruction, he waits for the pain to fade and eagerly looks forward to the next wound inflicted.

They love a lot of things.

But they love each other most.

There is a man who lives on the border of the Kingdom of Hearts.

He lives in a large towering mansion and has several guards.

He sits in his garden and sips tea while reading riddles.

He shoots whoever interrupts him.

He is neither here nor there; he can be whoever he wants to be.

There is a man who lives on the border of the Kingdom of Alice.

He sits on his roof basking in the sunshine while wondering about the world.

He carves whoever interrupts him.

He is neither here nor there; you will never know exactly who he is.

There is a cat that wanders the Back of the World.

He has a green eye with a yellow pupil and a yellow eye with a green pupil. Sometimes he covers the green eye, usually he covers the yellow eye.

He has a lavender streak of hair and random streaks of various purples. He has a large fluffy tail that he curls around himself.

He has an assortment of clothes.

He lives in the Back of the World.

There is a man who lives right at the entrance of this world.

He lives alone in his tower and he has clocks on his walls. His floor is checkered.

He serves tea at exactly two every day and every night.

He likes his clocks. He likes his order. He likes his routine.

Everything is always, always in perfect order.

He lives at the entrance of this world.

Then there is a man with wild red eyes and pale white hair. He lives in the domain of Hearts.

He carries a golden pocket watch and wears pristine white gloves.

He has a different tail coat for every day of the week.

He likes to play tag.

There is a man with calm blue eyes and pitch black hair. He lives in the domain of Alice.

He carries a silver umbrella and likes to feel with his fingers.

He doesn’t really care what he has on as long as it’s something.

He likes to sleep.

This is Wonderland.

Please enjoy your stay.