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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 : 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐋
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Even the flap of a butterfly's wings could turn cerulean skies into violent storms. A miniscule change is able to cause the most calamitous of consequences. These changes become the future; they become the truth.
That is, until another girl comes along to change it.
Where I'm now in the past, I can change the future. Not just Menae's, but Krone's, and Carla's, and... eventually mine to a certain degree. With the right decisions, I can stop the plan from happening. Stop the Crimson Bride from ever existing. My Mother would still have a husband, and I would still have a father. I would have a normal life and not have to worry about living to see the next sunrise. If there's a way to change, and possibly save, people who were destined to be doomed why wouldn't I take it? Why am I always reacting, instead of creating?
My story starts here, with Menae; with all of the founders. Everything happened in a way where Menae's heart was eventually implanted in me in the future. I touched my hand to my chest, the steady beating of a heart that's not mine under my palm. If I got rid of it... If I got rid of Menae, then...
Nobody will ever be able to hurt me ever again.
This power can allow me to rewrite destiny itself, and nobody, not even Karlheinz himself, could stop me.
A grin slowly spread on my face, I would be more powerful than Karlheinz. I would ruin his plans, his projects, and him. I would ruin him.
I approached one of the windows, pushing it open, the cool breeze kissing my cheeks and sunlight radiating my tresses.
I looked down at the drop, gulping slightly at the height. It's okay Sayaka, just be brave one last time. I grimaced at the tightening sensation in the middle of my chest, gritting my teeth at the pain.
I put each one of my arms on the sides of the window, swinging my legs over and sitting on the ledge. This drop... no one can survive this, not even a founder. I bit my lip contemplating my decisions. Would Carla find my body? Would it be Krone?
No! I can't psych myself out now. This has to be the only way. Falling feels like flying, and you've always wanted to fly right? How freeing will it feel to decide your death and finally change your future?
The pain quickly escalates to a crushing grip as if someone is squeezing my heart from the inside out. I tightly close my eyes, my movements faltering for a second.
I look down solemnly at the pendant, weight now feeling heavier on my chest. But this change is breaking Menae's past, in every sense of the word. The once pristine piece of jade has now splintered into several different cracks, alluding to the many different changes I made to the timeline. If this piece of jade holds Menae's important memories, then changing them, breaks everything that should have been. I'll be breaking people, families, all for my own desires.
