story of the witch // 魔女の物語

β - power

Akumoto felt.. infinitely energized chasing the violet cloth deeper into the forest and didn't care about the branches, leaves, bushes or thorns brushing up against her, whether it was lightly or painfully.

She gained on the cloth and saw something behind the trees in front of her. It looked like a neon purple outline of someone running.

Senko reached forward...

Effortlessly, she dove through 15 thick oak trees and felt nothing except her hand gripping the cloth and her body sliding on the dirt, grass, rocks, and exposed oak roots. The girl pulled on the cloth and looked up - it was a cloak, which hid a beautiful woman with bright skin, sharp eyes with crimson irises and other features uncannily similar to her own body.

"Who.. are you..?" Senko asked.

"I suppose you could say..." The beautiful woman spoke with such a smooth, lavish voice.

"You." She held her hand out for Senko to grab.

"Me?" The girl questioned, "But we're.. vastly different."

The maiden chuckled.

"True, but close your eyes," the woman requested, "and look deep, deep within yourself."

Senko did exactly that and saw.. horror. After a moment, she opened her eyes and held them open wide. Her teeth grit out of confusion and horror, and a tear ran down her left cheek.

"You've seen it, have you?" The woman asked.

The teenager, frightened out of her mind, nodded.

"And I trust that you know what you must do?"

She again nodded, grabbed the woman's hand, and helped herself get on her feet.

The two locked eye contact. Senko's golden eyes looked dead into the woman's crimson eyes.

Then, at the same time, they said:

"We are one and the same.."

"The crow," the woman said,

"and the origin of evil." Senko said after.

They synchronized again,

"So long as the world exists, we exist in the world as bad omens."

"We ALL know what will happen." 

They ended.

Senko snapped out of her trance as soon as she looked again into the crow's eyes. She, however, blacked out.

.          .          .

She awoke.