How many days has it been since I escaped from the Lost Village? How many days has it been since I lost Mayu? Three? Ten? Too long in my opinion. Death never counts the days. Even now, I can still hear them chant as my hands covered my sister's neck.

'It must be done!' One stated, 'Or the Repentance will begin.'

The ritual . . . did it have to be completed? Or was my sister's death brought on by the shadows of the past? Was the spirit of Sae possessing Mayu? or was it Mayu who really wanted to die? No! This is too much to think about! My sister's dead because I chose to strangle her with my own hands . . . I could've done something else. I could've saved her by sacrificing my sight!

The Kusabi . . . the ritual . . . the crimson butterflies . . . Mayu . . . and the fact that she and I have become . . . will they all continue to haunt me? Will Mayu's image ever leave my mind? Will the pain and memories ever fade? No. This is what I call the closure and nothing more will be spoken about it.

I leave this page in the Lost Village as a reminder of the history and the deaths that happened here. Twins that happen to come here will be destined to die, no matter what. The Repentance will begin if a twin isn't sacrificed. The life that Sae and Yae lived with, I understand how Yae felt when she left her sister. Izuki is still there, he can never escape. The village will continue to haunt both of our minds . . . for eternity.

~ Amakura Mio