- F-H Contractor -
- Weapon Type: 1H Sword -
An eldritch white tower pierces the heavens. The woman is greeted by the sight of her late sister. How long has she prayed for a dream that can never come true? Yet here she is. Her quiet voice. Her precious face.
But fate will not let the woman indulge in dreams. Instead, she is given a choice of the most extreme kind. In her melancholy, she grasps her sword tightly. For she will not permit this tragedy to repeat itself.
"I will forsake my happiness — and my pain — to become a weapon."
My final memory is the hellish sight of being killed in front of my big sister. When I wake, I'm in a tank of liquid. How did I get here? Where's my sister? I remain frozen, my questions unanswered.
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Researchers subject me to daily tests. They're all so painful, but I grit through the tears and remember the modest, yet happy times I spent with my sister. I believe she will come save me.
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I hear the screams again. Someone else. Somewhere else. We're tools for experimentation, discarded if we break. With no hope of escape, hate eats away at my heart, and I lose the human side of myself.
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At the end of an eternity, my sister finds me. The smile she wears is full of love, yet I do not wish for things to return to how they were. I simply want to spend my final moments in happiness.
