Tarnished Wings - ACT 1

Too many things are beyond help.

As if, all of creation has fallen into insanity.

Such as... Like how on that day over ten years ago, a part of this city, along with countless lives disappeared.

Such as... Like how on that day over ten years ago numerous lives became inescapably trapped in mud.

Such as... Like this day, for the past few days it hasn't rained in this city. So then, it must be the blood of these girls that soaks the ground.

The thought floats through my mind as I cower in the alley filled with the smell of rusted iron. Again I hear the sound of a girl being murdered.

Again-

and again.

Something is transforming these girls into chunks of meat. With my body half-drenched in blood, I remain frozen while holding my breath. All the while, I pray that luck will have the executioner overlook me. Just a little earlier, we were aboard a carriage headed for the brothels.

Now some of these people.... No, I'm sure most of them are no longer alive. Most likely I will join them as a stain on the ground,. Did I endure a miserable life just to die like this? Somebody explain this to me. Somebody. Anybody!

"...!?." A black shadow fills my vision. A little too late, I realize that I'm seeing a large foot. I mustn’t make a sound. But my teeth are chattering. I'm helpless. I can neither run nor beg. Nor even see the face of the person who will kill me.

"...illed." I'll be killed. I'll be killed!!

The chilling realization born in my heart spreads throughout my body. "N-noo..."