Haunting passage from the Claymore manga.
"I always thought my best feature was my long black hair.
But the people I trusted sold me to the organization, and on that day I lost everything.
To die as a beggar or become a tool of the organization… I didn’t have much choice.
It wasn’t just me, either. It was like that for everyone who joined.
No one ever willingly comes knocking on the Organization’s door.
My body was cut open, too.
I ceased to be human and became something else.
In that moment, my cherished black hair, my black eyes - all of the color…
… drained from my body, leaving only these silver eyes.”
Teresa of the Faint Smile