For the first time, in a long, long time Jill felt hungry as she opened her eyes.

She got up, everything seems to be more vivid than usual, the colors at least. Looking around, everything felt looked the same, same small room, same rickety windows, even same small bed. Yawning, she pulled the covers off and made her way to the kitchen. 'Strange… 'She thought. 'I feel like I haven't been here in a long, long time. 'As she passed her mirror, Jill looked up and gasped.

Her face! It looked so gaunt! Her cheek bones showed, and her violet eyes were huge! And that birds nest on top of her head! 'It looks like I survived a zombie apocalypse movie.' Glancing at her sunken in cheeks, she winced. 'Scratch that, I look like a zombie from said movie.' The only things looking alive were her eyes.

Stepping out of the house, she looked at her farm. The weeds made the property look even more desolate, and haunted. 'Geez, when did let this place go down the toilet?' A figure caught the corner of her eye and she immediately recognized him. Who couldn't though, his hunched shoulders and trade mark cloth. Strange, it feels like she hasn't seen him in a while

"Takakura! Hey, Takakura good morning!"

He whipped his head up, and literally gaped at her like she had a second head. "Uh….Takakura?"

"Jill! I-I wasn't expecting to see you up at this time." He still quickly made his way to her. "Are you feeling alright? Should I call Hardy?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I?"

"…..Well seeing as you barley left your house for, oh, about a year, let alone the farm-"

"Wait- what do you mean? "

"Jill, you haven't left this place since…. he died and frankly seeing you acting this normal scared me a little…"

She had a puzzled look on her face. "You mean since Dad died? That was years ago Takakura, somehow I think I should be over it."

Takakura was acting strange. 'Why would I be that depressed, Dad died 10 years ago. ' Takakura was looking at her as if she was insane. 'I better do something quick, it's pretty obvious that something's up and the only way to get to the bottom of this mess is to play along for now.'

"Takakura, I do still miss him a lot. But I think it's better for me to move on. By the sounds of it, how I was acting wasn't very healthy."

He stared at Jill with an unflinching, look, trying to read as much as he could. She fidgeted under his look. "Yeah…alright." He finally said after what seemed to be forever. "The first thing you should know then, is I had to sell the chickens about three months ago, you weren't taking care of them and we needed the money."

"WHAT?"

"Also, you should start clearing up the fields, it looks like shit."

The Harvest Goddess and Witch looked down from their hiding spot. For the first time in centuries, they both shared worry and hope for one goal, the young farmer.

"Witch, I know that this'll sound silly. But was this the right thing to do?"

The Witch Princess had an unreadable expression. Her crimson eyes hardened as she replied. "I'm not sure, her memories aren't buried too deep. So if something causes her memories to trigger…"

In silence the watched on. "All I know is, this is better for her. I don't give a rat's ass about the village." The Harvest Goddess glared at her sister. The Witch Princess continued, "But she's the only one who treated me with kindness, I can't stand to see her that heartbroken over that no good fu-"

"I get the point Witch." The Harvest Goddess stood up gracefully. "I just hope she's happy with her choice."