Embedded between life and death
And treated like an outcast
I only have one wish;
To be with my brother.
I was created in a white room
That was filled with odd people with masks on
And they treated me with such agony.
It was as if I wasn't even human.
They taught me English and mathematics.
They showed me sciences and told me history.
They filled my brain with wisdom and power,
But infected my heart with pain and fear.
They often stuck needles up my flesh
And watched me as I cried.
Once I broke myself to see their reactions;
They left me for the dead.
Then he came and saved me;
Gave me a purpose to live.
"Don't do this to yourself; you mean too much to me."
The tears I produced were drops of joy.
He showed me true kindness and love
And took me away from that place.
We lived together for a while,
And he gave me my name; Mizuki "beautiful moon" (美月)
I soon learned of my abilities;
Summoning creatures of the Underworld, and using them in battle.
Big brother said I was a child of the moon
And that I had a voice of an angel.
When we were attacked by a monster,
I watched as brother was beaten.
I didn't want him to leave this world.
I sacrificed myself for him.
I went to heaven and saw spirits of beauty,
And god welcomed me with open arms.
I thought I'd never leave.
I was pulled back to Earth.
Big brother had brought me back to life
But as a deadly and monstrous Akuma.
I was ordered to kill my brother,
And wear his skin as my own.
He was in shock and fear
Begging for my forgiveness.
Of course I gave it to him, and I let him know that,
But it didn't stop me from advancing on him.
I didn't want to kill him,
And I wouldn't be controlled.
I turned onto the magician who had put brother up to the deal
And I struck him to sleep.
My ruined and detained body was upturned from the Earth
Rotting and smear with crimson.
Before the magician woke to control me again
I forced myself to wear my skin.
I was so much stronger;
I killed the magician.
I was a creature of life and death.
I was a monster with a human soul.
Brother wept for me.
He pleaded for my forgiveness.
He said he didn't want me to be an Akuma,
And I took every word he said to heart, and I still love him.
I told him that I'd erase his memories
So it would be easier for him.
He didn't object,
But cried even more.
I had barely enough energy to move him away from my grave
And to leave him in his room.
I somehow found a flower field.
I fell into a coma with the moon watching me.
I now wait for brother to come back,
And I wonder who my friends and enemies are.
I don't kill nor do I save.
I am torn between order and chaos.
Embedded between life and death
And treated like an outcast.
I only have one wish;
To be with my brother.