I always say that "Shameful Pasts Exist To Be Rewritten."... But in all honesty I don't remember the past I had before that bombing death.
I don't know if I had a mom, dad, or any siblings or uncles or aunts or grandparents... I lost 11 Years worth of memories that day death.
Whenever I came to I woke up in a room of white, I sat up and looked around, a bunch of other little girls were curled up, and scared just like me. I looked down at where I layed and grabbed my X-Shaped hair clip and put it into where my blonde hair fell into my face.
For a year I was all alone, I didn't remember anything bout myself death. what was my name? Appearently it's Akatsuki Kirika now death. I also learned my bloodtype was O.
"What's your birthday, Kirika?" They asked me.
"I'm possitive it's- it's......" I couldn't remember the most important holdiday to every single person. My new birthday is April 13th. 2028 is the estimated year I was born.
Only several months after that, the people at the facility pulled many girls, including me, into a room with strange liquids. LiNKER. The girls got an injection of it on their arm, they became more strong, but the people got mad that something wasn't right with the pendant we took turns wearing. It was pretty, it was a beautiful red death.
"Get the blonde! She's our last possible host for the Igalima Relic." They said pointing at me. Igalima, the Emerald Scythe, the second blade used by Summerian God Zababa.
They took me over by the wrist and put the pendant over my head onto my neck. I tried to wiggle out but they held me down and injected the LiNKER, then it happened, the pendant glowed and the machines went haywire, everyone backed away from me as quickly as they could.
"Zeios Igalima Raizen Tron..." Were the words that changed my life right then and there death. Everyone got knocked down due to the force of the relic. I blacked out for a bit but whenever I came to, my mouth was filled with the taste of iron, I took a spit, all that came out was blood. I looked at myself, I had a completely new outfit on. It was kinda tight but I could move in it fairly well, it was all black and green, and came with a scythe.
"Death...."
"Absolutely Wonderful!" A man with white hair shouted clapping in the sidelines. I looked up to see him, and the ones I know as Mom, Maria Cadenzavna Eve, and the one I love most, Tsukuyomi Shirabe.
Later on that month I was taught a lot about Relics, Symphogear, and the Sakurai Theory. I was drained just by the middle of everyday, lunch and dinner were my happy times death. After I became a Gear User a lot of the girls wanted to ask me about what it's like and how it works, I was quite popular death. (Laughs)
But on one of those days I saw her, the girl of 12 years who had been in a tragic accident death, she arrived a year after me and was able to sucessfuly weild Igalima's partner Shul Shagana, the Crimson Saw. I walked over to her close enought to read her nametag... I couldn't read it death... english was kinda hard for me back then death.
"How do you read that death?" I asked her, she looked at me surprised that anyone came to talk to her.
"It's Tsukuyomi Shirabe now..." she said looking down.
"Shirabe... I love it! That name is so cool death!"
"Mm... But this is the name they gave me, I don't remember my past too well now."
"Me neither! I can't remember my real name or birthday death!"
"Is that really something to be happy about....?"
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Cutting Songs Of The Sun (Symphogear One-shot)
NouvellesA One-shot that takes place in Kirika's POV Before/during G and shortly after XV Concludes