The crimson flowers gently swayed.

The spider spirit hidden in that flower lingers in my body, granting me power.


It’s name is ‘Rokujō’.


Hey, Hikaru.

On that stormy night, I may have ended your life.

But I regretted it.

So, I buried those wretched women who stained you, and brought a new sacrifice over, towards the place where our hearts passed, the place where it all began, and ended.


So that you shall be reborn in this world again.

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