[ The memory that rises to the surface of Kuro's mind is one most would lack the capacity to remember: her time as a babe in the cradle, swaddled in warm blankets as her mother sat at her side. Maybe that's the only reason for the aching beat of her heart as she sits up. ]
Mama...?
[ But, of course—Irisviel von Einzbern isn't here. She could never be here, in this land that only allows children and monsters. Her fingers tighten in her bedsheets, and then she pushes herself up, jaw tightening as she opens the door of her bedroom.
If this is the game Kakuya intends to play—
She won't be defeated by it. She'll follow her mother's voice to the top floor of Ira Academy. ]
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Mama...?
[ But, of course—Irisviel von Einzbern isn't here. She could never be here, in this land that only allows children and monsters. Her fingers tighten in her bedsheets, and then she pushes herself up, jaw tightening as she opens the door of her bedroom.
If this is the game Kakuya intends to play—
She won't be defeated by it. She'll follow her mother's voice to the top floor of Ira Academy. ]