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”Thank you, Professor Koyanagi, and...I’m sorry.” There was no clarification before her hues adamantly displayed that silver color. In a single second, the two were no longer in the guest room. Rebecca disappeared and left the man in the dark. It was quiet but the sensation was familiar. ”I don’t know if I can be helped.” Said the girl’s voice from within the darkness. A light began to dimly illuminate in the darkness. It was as if the light was faintly bleeding out of the corners of a doorway. There wasn’t a single whisper nor movement in the few seconds that passed. Not until a distinguishable sound was made, the sound of footsteps approaching that doorway. One by one, each reverberated with an ominous chime. The creak of a well-worn door erupted in the second of silence that had hardly begun to settle. The light illuminated the space but perhaps there was a reason for the darkness. Inside was a young girl with brilliant short purple hair, hogtied with hands and feet bound behind their back, bruises and scratches littering their porcelain skin, a gag in their mouth, and dressed in rags that hardly left much to the imagination. The rise and fall of their body signaled that the body was still alive. Needles and bottles were covering the floor, it did not take a detective to put two and two together.

The one who came into the room was clad in black who carried themselves with purpose. Their hazel lenses looked down at the ground, ignoring the child in the room. ”It seems that your dosage has increased. Your Father is quite displeased that you would make us waste precious resources.” The man took a step in, keeping the closet door open as if to show that there was nothing to hide from the outside world. ”Why didn’t you follow orders, child? We did not ask much of you.” The man knelt by the girl’s head, lifting it up with a finger. Her eyes were clouded, distant, and showed that not all the lights were on in their head. ”Obtaining information shouldn’t be very hard for you. We must have become too lenient with you.” The male who looked to be in his early thirties undid the gag on her mouth. ”Have you repented? Speak.” The girl, who looked like she was somewhere between the age of 8-10 was finally able to voice the thought in their head. Eyes slowly looked up towards the man named “Father”. ”I didn’t want to hurt anyone Father….” The man shook his head to display their disappointment. ”You have not answered my question child.” Their voice was eerily calm while a hymn began to play in the background. ”It appears you need more time to repent.” He sighed as he dropped her head back onto the stone floor. It landed with a thud as he stood up. ”Do not think that you are the only one who is hurting. It pains to see me you starve and dehydrate yourself for a few days now. As a parent, I must punish disobedient children. Do not complain, for you knew what would happen if you failed.” Then the male seemed to look out towards a beautifully stained window, an image of a woman holding a child could be seen. His hand went to their belt, the door slowly closing in front of him. ”Yes, I suffer to see you in such a state. I will give you a drink, be sure not to spill anything.” He looked towards the stained glass, the girl behind him appearing unresponsive. The door closed with an adult appearing delighted.

The scene changed and images quickly came about. This time, they had a Narrator. ”I’m sorry for borrowing your light Professor. I was so used to the darkness that the light...just seemed so inviting.” A scene of a young Becca, perhaps around 10, was crying. In her hands was a knife while a cat was taped to a target. People with sticks of electricity prodded the child until she threw the knife. They would become physically violent with her when she missed. Continuously making the child throw the knife towards an innocent creature. ”I think I didn’t really know what it was like to receive a love that was genuine and pure.” Then a scene popped with that child holding onto the tortishell cat, a knife poking out of its body. Her tears streaming down her face while Believers began to beat her for stopping her training. This scene was coming to a close when life was coming back to this little feline. The girl’s face seemed so happy to have their stray friend back and alive, but the attackers looked at each other with a knowing smile.

Another scene played. One where strands of purple hair swayed in the wind, a blood-stained knife in their hand. ”I knew we could count on you, Chronus.” A familiar man addressed the girl who slowly began to turn towards them. The girl’s usually blue gems were silver and completely devoid of emotion. ”I have only done what you have asked me to do, sir.” It was Becca’s body but the voice and attitude were different. Feet were spread apart, hands pulled behind their back as they stood at attention towards their superior. ”Yes, and we will call you again. For now, our dearest Chronus, rest. You have succeeded in your mission. We will grow under your light.” The scene faded to black and they were soon in the familiar guest room. ”Professor Koyonagi...is there any hope for me? Because I don’t think I’m deserving of happiness.” Now she looked up to him, tears streaming down her face. A sorrowful smile on her face, one that expressed her pain and lack of hope in salvation.

It wasn’t until the Professor nudged them that shocked the girl to recall a distant memory. Looking from a third person’s perspective, one could see an elementary aged girl with blood covering her tattered clothes. Eyes looked distant while watching the village in front of her. There was an eerie silence as a large hand was placed on the girl’s shoulder. ”A job well done, dear Chronus. A job very much well done.” A closer inspection of the child showed that her gems were as blue as the sky above. ”Did I really have to kill all of them, Father?”
”Yes. Did you kill all of them?” The tone in the man’s voice indicated that he was looking for one answer and one answer only. ”Yes Father….I killed them all.” There was the briefest of silence as no one made another sound. The quiet atmosphere was too much for the child to tolerate.
”Did I have to kill the baby too?” Those round eyes looked up to the adult figure. The man was looking down at the girl with a serene-like smile before backhanding her across the face. The force was enough for the kid to be thrown onto the ground, dust getting into their mouth. Coughing up the foreign substance, the man placed his hands behind him before speaking. ”I have you told this time and time again child.” Sighing, they seemed exasperated to have to repeat their upcoming words. ”An unborn child is nothing more than a parasite that leeches off the mother’s life. Society has mistakenly labeled this abomination as some precious life to protect. People have delusioned themselves to look past the sins they committed from their birth, the blood these things make their mother shed. We have sinned from the first day we are born into this world. We must live our entire life to rectify that sin, to one day shed off that burden we carry from the moment we take our first breath.” The man in black smiled as their face was lifted towards the sky. ”People today have forgotten their sin and continue to make more as they “live” out their life. Take this village here. It is thanks to your work that you have purged these unfortunate souls from their sinful flesh. You have done that baby a great service. It is all thanks to you that this baby will no longer have to be tempted by this world and continue to bring suffering to others.” The adult male seemed to take deep pride in those repeated words as the girl got back on her feet. Such a scene faded back into black with the current girl’s words echoing, ”Why did you lie to me?”