Took me an hour and ten minutes to complete this.
I'll be returning to the Prince of Yotsuba right now.
Shiba Miya
Dream
Miya could still remember the days when she and her sister, Maya, were as close as thieves.
Miya could remember the night when she and her sister would share a bed and gossip until sleep would claim them.
The days when they would play in the garden together, making crowns out of flowers and playing make pretend.
Miya could remember the laughs and the tears that she had shared with her twin.
She could remember the days when she and her younger twin were the best of friends.
But as she gazed at the monster, at the demon that her sister had become, she could not help but feel that those memories are nothing more that bittersweet dreams.
Dreams that she will never have again.
Affection
Miya knew that she would never develop any affection to the man that she calls husband.
She would never love him. Miya may welcome him in her bed, but she will never love him.
In her eyes, her husband is nothing more than a sperm donor.
That is why she does not and will not comment whenever her 'husband' would leave her on her own late at night.
As long as he would assist her in getting a child, Miya did not care who he was sleeping with behind her back.
It was irrelevant to her.
Mistake
It was wrong.
This is wrong.
Miya would be the first to admit that what she did was wrong.
What they did is wrong.
Yet, she could not help but feel satisfaction because of the deed that they had performed.
There were many taboos in the world of magic.
The one taboo that is heavily frown upon by the Magic Community is homosexuality.
Even the Yotsuba adheres to that old fashion (not to mention stupid) dogma.
And Miya shattered that taboo.
With her own servant no less.
Miya knew that she made a mistake, but as she laid with her Guardian, sweat and other fluids covering her body, breath ragged after hours of love making, she could not bring herself but not regret what she shared with her Guardian.
Selfish
The day she gave birth to her first child, Miya felt myriad of emotions.
The most prominent emotion that she felt was selfishness.
The day Tatsuya was born, Miya felt an incredible amount of selfishness.
The reason behind her sudden selfishness was due to the gazed her twin was giving her son.
Those eyes, those crimson eyes are the eyes of a woman wanting something to the point of obsession.
The sight of her twin's eyes, Miya pledge to herself that her twin would never lay a hand on her sand.
Horror
She was frozen.
Miya was frozen in horror after what she heard from her uncle, Yotsuba Eisaku.
Miya was just informed of the cursed that was placed upon her son at birth.
The power to destroy the world, a cruel power for a child to have.
Miya knew what was coming.
Miya knew what needs to be done.
Although she did not like what was going to happen to her son, to her baby boy, she knew that she need to let it come to pass.
The fact that she could logically reason her son's descent to slavery horrified Miya to her very core.
Failure
For Miya, her life was a failure.
She had committed many mistakes in her life.
The two biggest failures in her life was what hurt her the most.
She 'killed' her twin sister, and replaced her with a glorified demon that was the farthest thing to a human being when it comes to morality.
And she bore her son to the world with the power that would haunt him for the rest of his days.
Miya failed in life, she failed as a sister and she failed as a mother.
And as her uncle took away her newly born child from her arms, without her showing any resistance, Miya knew that at that moment, she failed as a woman and as a human being.
Sacrificed
Miya had sacrificed so much for the Yotsuba.
Everyone in the Yotsuba would acknowledge Miya as the person who had sacrificed the most for their family than any of them combine.
Her sacrificing her son for the family was both her latest and biggest sacrificed for the Yotsuba to date.
And Miya was about to perform another sacrificed, but this time, it was not for her family. Her next sacrificed was for her son.
Miya would assure that someone in the world will love, even if that someone would be made by her own two hands.
Happiness
It took a while but Miya could finally allow herself to feel a semblance of happiness.
It was beautiful.
The girl that she made and deliver into the world was beautiful.
And she was not just beautiful, she was also powerful.
She was powerful enough to stay by her son's side long after she was gone.
That fact alone filled her with elation that she had never felt in years.
Her children will protect each other from this cruel world, and that, as a parent, was enough for her to celebrate.
Legacy
Miya gazed upon her son as he walked towards the battlefield, turning everything and anything he comes across to nothing.
It was a horrifying sight, and yet, Miya was not disturb.
She knew her son's capabilities beforehand. She knew, better than anyone, how terrifying her son could be.
His might, his power, it is absolute.
His magic is absolute.
His magic transcends the very definition of magic.
And as a mother, that filled her with pride.
Shiba Tatsuya is the legacy of Shiba Miya, and regardless of their broken relationship, that was something Miya would boast about.
Death
Wen death finally arrived for her, Miya did not cower, she did not cry.
In fact, on her death bed, Miya had a smile.
Miya died smiling as she welcome death as if it was an old friend.
She was satisfied with the life that she had live.
Through, she failed more than she had succeed, but the sight of her son and daughter, the sight of them happy together, that was enough for her to die happy.
Now, she was up for a reunion with the woman that she had loved, and she cannot wait to watched over her children in the afterlife with her by her side.