"I'm sorry."

The same two words.

"I'm sorry."

The same two goddamn words.

"I'm sorry."

The same two goddamn words that tore my soul apart.

"I'm sorry."

The same two words I now repeat endlessly.

"I'm sorry."

For my sins of murder.


Bodies lay strewn nearby, mangled into unrecognizable heaps by my hands. Firearms belonging to the deceased lay broken nearby, as their other belongings lay obliterated nearby as well. Armor, weapons, anything and everything belonging to the mutilated bodies had been destroyed.

Limbs were strewn about, the inner workings of body parts exposed to the air as bones and inner flesh were scattered across the ground in a chaotic mess. A chest blown apart, an arm hanging on a grave. A pair of legs still standing, a pair of ears lying next to one another. Flesh was scattered about, each one a pink hue of skin and blood, their colors unique to each one as bone jutted out from the bodies. Intestines from stomachs were thrown about by their owner's deaths, each one fresh yet dead. Skulls, both whole and shattered could be seen in abundance, as each one was collected.

A wedding ring rolled on the ground, severed from its finger. A picture of a wife and two children fluttered by, having belonged to one of those killed. Two hands that survived, holding onto one another in their last moments.

And blood.

Blood was everywhere.

In the graveyard that I call home, the blood was splattered over the entire area, its crimson hue beautifully staining the tombstones of deceased humans and youkai alike in a form of art, each flower and bout of blood painting a picture of glorious death. A perfect picture of murder.

A perfect home for a monster such as I.

The most recent memory comes to my mind as I relive one of many pleasurable moments.

Laughter full of madness and bloodlust resounds throughout the area as the memory plays out...


As the screams resounded throughout the graveyard, delicious blood flew all over as I witnessed their bodies falling limp, cries of death and pleads for mercy failing to reach my ears, as I continued the slaughter of the enemy forces.


As I looked down, I saw my clothes and body covered entirely by blood, the once light red and pink clothes now stained by the dark red of blood. My mob cap was soaked by the liquid, running down my face in streams, covering it in red lines. My once luscious hair now ruined by gouts of blood, becoming a twin colored shade as the blond and red took up parts of my hair.

I paid it no heed, drinking from my hands, as I savored the taste of human blood, so long had it been since I drank such delicious blood, and so fresh as well.

"I wonder, I wonder, why did this all happen?" I sang, a little tune rising up from my throat parched with slick crimson.

"For as we continue on with life, yet another one falls silent." I continued, my thoughts forming upon themselves.

"To one, life is worthless. To another, it is priceless. Yet to the third, life has no meaning." The words formed upon my lips, flowing through me.

"So many lives, so much time, why then, did you go so soon, sis?" My thoughts ran amok, free from their restrictions as the adrenaline of fresh blood coursed through my veins.

"Kill them, kill them, such a chore, such a bore, yet such joy I found within it!" I shouted, my emotions overrunning my mind, redirecting processes to continue this song.

"All alone, all alone, I watch over your grave, big sis, knowing forevermore that you will rest in peace."

I close my eyes as I whisper again, "While I remain suffering, tortured by life's unforgiving grip."

Time ceased to exist as my mind shut down, the realm of darkness overtaking it.


Later, perhaps days, weeks, even months, I knew not, when only a few minutes passes, my radio crackles to life as a voice resounds from it, "Mistress, we have reports of outer world forces overrunning the Hakurei Shrine. Reimu is begging for your assistance."

As I ponder the words, I pick up the radio, responding, "I shall be there momentarily."

Leaving the radio in a pocket, my crystal adorned wings unfolded, as I took to the skies with frightening speed, matching those of Tengu birds.

A grin fills my face as I happily say, "New playmates, what fun~"

As my quick ascent whipped about the blood upon the graves, one in particular could now be read, its words a testament to its guardian.

Here lies Remilia Scarlet.

Who sacrificed her life for her sister in the First Earth Gensokyo War.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too, sis."