Prologue
The moon was full that night, and together with the stars they watched everything that was going on. They watched every sin I committed, including the ones that happened that night.
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I walked up to my mother who had her back turned to me, crouched over the tub filled with cold water and the dirty kimono and yukata.
That was how it all started. My first murder.
"Sayonara," I said, my eyes were wide and already full with guilt as she turned around with a relaxed smile but her face quickly lit up with surprise and fear. Unable to stop myself, I brought down the blade against her, causing her blood to stain my pure white yukata.
One.
Her scream brought my father out to the yard, "What's going on?" With inhuman speed I charged at him. His blood splattered onto my face and it dripped off of my chin, mixing with my tears.
Two.
"'Tou-San? 'Kaa-San?" my brother hurried out of his room with his sword in hand. Slowly, I turned to him with my hand in the air, holding the blade up to moonlight causing it to gleam red and silver. Before he could react, his blood was already staining my clothes as he toppled down onto the porch. His and father's blood pooled together, dripping off onto the ground.
Three.
I dropped to my knees, finally regaining control of my own body, clutching the knife in my hands.
I'm sorry.
A man then appeared, clapping as he walked towards me. "That was a beautiful show!" he ran his fingers through my wet hair. "Such a shame that you got your hair dirty. No matter, you can still wash--" he gasped as I pushed the blade deeper, a sneer on my lips.
"You made me kill them," I hissed as the tears started to blur my vision and the smell of the blood started to burn my nose.
Four.
From then on, I could no longer keep track of those who I had killed.
"What are you doing there?" a man called from the beginning of the alleyway where I stood at the end, bodies strewn inbetween us with their blood soaking into the ground. "You are killing aimlessly."
My eyes were narrowed at him as I leaned against the blood painted walls tiredly. Now I killed more and more just to keep the guilt from catching up to me.
"Come with me and I will take care of you." his smile was truly sincere.
Slowly I walked towards him, stepping over the bodies as I tucked the blade away. This man, I would not kill.
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