The crimson flowers gently swayed.
The spider spirit hidden in that flower lingers in my body, granting me power.
It’s name is ‘Rokujō’.
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.