THE MIMIC - BOOK 2 ARCHIVE

LTOTD - (22/4/22)

RIN AND MIO - CRIME AND PUNISHMENT

"あーッ" — MIO

"私は食欲が好きな人間。。。"

"そうー"

"人間。"

— RIN

Although the raging fire of tumult had been extinguished from the minka almost completely, all those left were vestiges of abominable surge and inescapable heat bared in the fang of the beastly mouth behind the monster punitively condemned by the trial of earthly sins and absurd desperation. Crime and punishment. The sins one must pay for. The moment one opens their eyes, with food and shelter over their head was the very moment their sins were judged and clinged onto them for the rest of life, perhaps this was also quite the case for the damned sisters, Rin and Mio. The wheel which held answers to it all had but endlessly spun, the thread on the spindle pulled, twisted and weaved through. For years to decades, how salvation and satisfaction were absent to be treadled onto the next fabric cloth. For decades to centuries, the spindle had countless fine threads of price, for one must finally be weaved into a meticulous work.

"だーだから、人間も見せてなさい！"

"人間も見せてなさい！"

"人間は。。。"

"全てを超えたから、そうじゃないの ？　おい！　美桜！　美桜！"

" なぜたべない？なぜか？なぜ—"

— RIN

Shrieking the monster, looming over and pupils flashing, strands of her hair abruptly tangled in discordance. Not dared to cast a look of resentment with the statue, Though it seemed, the beastly mouth of Mio at the back did not happen to wail in distress and hunger as Rin would've expected, causing great pain for the monster as the time of feast was approaching. Rin could feel it, the insatiable surge storming within her stomach. It was her that had a tremendously deal of insatiable appetite, not Mio, at least not this time, all rooted from the core of jealousy. Yet the threads sat on the spindle never stopped to stop at one point of the wheel. Her sins accumulated, in which she must preserve the heat of the fire within herself, perhaps till her insides became the remains of ashes. With the jaws lost astray from the sapience and humanity within Rin, must she be envious of the fang sharp of her sister comparable to eyes resting on the palms, casting a scrutinous look upon encountering its victim?

" 美桜。。？　どうして？ " — RIN

" あーッ" — MIO

" 美桜、私も全てを食べたい。知ってるじゃない。。。？ " — RIN

TENOME (KYOGI) - MY JOY FOR THE LORD'S MERRIMENT

" あなたの兄弟は絶対亡くなっています。"

兄弟。

Sharp end of a dagger, that word darted in with a twinge. Isamu, trembling out of helplessness and sheer panic, eyed the unnaturally tall monster dimly lit with a few candles smouldering along the archaic corridors of the boiler room as he cowered under the table. The monster, Tenome, seldom spoke. Clothed with fabric of ebony, his muted skin colour blended dreadfully with the ambience of desolation and darkness dwelling in this; the definite destination young man had hoped to visit in this frantic journey. The most distinguishable feature of the monster was those eyes steadily and thoroughly surveying the parts of the desolate boiler room on greasy hands. It was clearly not a human, simply not one who does rejoice with the sense of sapience and humanity." あなたの兄弟。" Its remark rebounded across the corridors、 "は絶対亡くなっています。" The air was thin and the oxygen needed to be refilled. The candles scattered around stared hard at him as they smouldered one by one, waiting for Isamu to light them up in an alignment. Although most of the candles were present in this floor, if Tenome was to be taken notice of Isamu's actions, chances are his instincts will entail an unwelcome and foreseen sequence of unwanted events.

Isamu gave a big sigh of uncertainty and hopelessness, slowly crouching out of the table he hid under for quite some time, making sure he was as silent as possible. Quivering, he made his way and followed the trails of monsters leading up to a scattered pile of candles, making sure that Tenome retained quite a distance from him. that the monster should be nowhere nearby. "Brother..." He muttered, lighting up the candle and staring back at the eerie eyeball casting a scrutinised look back at him. "W-w-were...you...b-by...any chance-" No, Isamu had no time to utter those words, he was being watched, being heard, and most importantly, slowly being escorted to the entrance of the domain of Jigoku in no time if the monster finally gets its hand on him. Shuddering and sprinting all the way through the unpleasant and dingy atmosphere of the corridors, tears formed within his eyes but seemed to freeze at the moment his gaze locked with that empty socket of the monster's figure enveloped with shadowy tints in the distance.

"The sea, REALLY, has broken the bond, hasn't it?"

Tenome shrieked with a hysterical laugh from faraway.

"Pity, pity... without further ado..."

Isamu gulped with uneasiness, preparing to run with all his might

"—LET THE HUNT BEGIN!"

Tenome finally announced.

These words echoed across the endless halls and corridors of the boiler room under the depths. "Y-YOU MONSTER!" Isamu finally cried, running away and his heart hammering unstoppably. "Get away from me, get away from me, get away from me, get away from me! PLEASE!" Chanted, pieces of metal clattered and clattered along the way, a chain of tumult and disastrous stirred into a chase. It was getting harder to breathe, though as if Isamu had that choice to halt and go home peacefully, the monster was preying on him with such oddly dehumanised sharpness of vision on its hands as his advantage.

He approached the elevator.

But the air was thinner,

thinner,

and even thinner,

He kept coughing and coughing. The reverberated stomps were closing in, the oxygen was ceasing to help him breathe any minute from now. At this moment, Isamu, already lightheaded from the chase, accidentally toppled the lit candles over. Frantically and suddenly, he bolted into the elevator knowing that chances of surviving are likely less to be than zero according to his rough calculations.

" 私の主人—"

The fumes pervaded the area, it all eventually came down to Tenome, who had just approached the scorching heat escorting him towards the elevator. Rusted metals were now but fuels to the gulf of flames. The monster growled with ferocity, succumbing to the searing flames. With a scarce croaky voice, he chanted, "主人 ! 主人 ! 主人 !!!" as flares scintillating the radiant backdrop. Leaving behind its sheer loyalty with these words.

" 私の主人は。。。"

"あなたの頭を要求します。。。"