Remnant Tails

I swallowed hard. I had no idea what she meant by "forever losing my human form."

It was my only form.

"Seal?" I asked. "What seal?"

I didn't have a seal.

She lifted a finger and a mirror appeared.

My confounded face with the vine running through it appeared as I was used to. Then the marks faded away and were gone, showing me a face I was unfamiliar with.

Vineless.

The mirror disappeared and my hand touched my face.

Such a small thing makes such a big difference?

Emare has made a promise.

A promise to always care for her brother.

To prevail.

No matter what. At any cost.

Even her soul.

Never having lived her life for herself, she is merely a Remnant of her past.

The familiar soul with a gluttonous spirit.

A new being for the future.

The Remnant Tails!