The Siren Song (Gakuen Alice fanfiction)

Chapter 30 - Diary & The Lost String Of Accident

Calliope and Incho, the top students for girls and boys, received their well-deserved awards. Philomel decided to go to her own town, which was different from Mikan's hometown, and ventured into her native town. She stepped out, only to find people suffering, houses destroyed, and ashes and smoke everywhere. Everyone lived in poverty, but it didn't matter to her. She reveled in the sight of people who had made her suffer before, finding a twisted sense of refreshment in their collective misery.

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When Calliope was 8 years old, she and her mother made the decision to move to another village. However, due to an incident in their previous privileged town, her memories were hazy.

Unbeknownst to them, the people residing in this new village were filled with evil and greed, and when Calliope accidentally awakened her Siren ability, their sinister intentions unfolded. Her mother desperately tried to shield her from these malevolent forces by hiding her, hoping to protect her only child. Unfortunately, Calliope witnessed her mother hanging, a tragic suicide orchestrated by the sinister villagers hoping to claim her for her extraordinary abilities.

This devastating event, framed as a suicide yet orchestrated by the villagers, shattered Calliope's mind. She was plunged into a state of insanity, facing the bitter realities of her existence in this cruel new world.

Driven by an uncontrollable maelstrom of emotions, Calliope chose to annihilate the town with an unhinged intensity. The Destruction Song became her tool, causing death and igniting flames around her. To her, it was a fitting punishment for the greedy and evil.

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(MIYAMIZU HOUSE)

Despite the lingering trauma from witnessing her mother's death, Calliope felt compelled to visit her childhood home. As she stepped into her mother's room, she found it messy and dust-covered, a stark contrast to how she remembered it.

Her eyes fell upon a photo of the two of them, covered in dust. Then, something caught her attention - a box, but it was locked. She carried the box and began searching for the key. As she took a step, something moved on the floor, revealing a secret hiding place. There, she found the key and carefully opened the box.

Inside the box was a diary, its pages yellowing with age and filled with her mother's handwriting. Calliope took a deep breath and slowly opened the diary, bracing herself for whatever revelations might lie within.

25 December, 12:58 AM.

I celebrate Christmas alone this time, the atmosphere dampened by the rain outside. Gazing out the window, I decide to head out to purchase some food.

As I opened the door, I was met with a surprise - a small baby rested in a basket swathed in a satin blanket.

Gingerly, I lifted the baby and placed the basket on the desk. Holding the baby close, I marveled at her porcelain skin like snow, her rosy lips, and her silvery hair as white as snow.

{Calliope}

A beautiful name that suit to her, i will make you happy forever...i promise...

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28th April, 3:05 PM,

My daughter has blossomed beautifully. She's now five years old, and her manners are impeccable. For the past month, she's delved into reading books, and despite my admonishments to make friends, she insists she doesn't need any. However, just the other day, she introduced me to two children, and I was overjoyed!

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30th August, 12:35 PM,

My daughter and I have made the decision to move to another village for work. Despite being just seven years old, she was quiet as she bid farewell to her friends. I enrolled her in school, and recently I was pleasantly surprised when she introduced me to a blond-haired young man and an orange-haired one. The blond boy was shy, while the orange one exuded confidence. It seems my daughter inherited my beauty, and she's been eagerly going out with her newfound friends, and her smile has returned, allowing me to finally focus on my work.