A day before, in the prison of the Vaise mansion.
'Big brother...'
Siris sat in a corner, recalling the words that had struck her the most.
She didn't know why, but when she heard Raven call himself her brother, she felt warm.
It was a strange and foreign feeling for her, who hadn't felt anything other than cold, but it wasn't bad.
She could remember how she had lived until now.
Everything was colorless, and she felt trapped in her own body.
All she recalled was pain and more pain.
A man wearing glasses would subject her to things that always gave her pain.
But she couldn't understand what she had to do to break free.
She couldn't even think.
All she did was kill, kill, and kill.
No matter who came close to her, she thought they would do something to her, and she would try to kill them—
—Until she met him.
'Raven...'
She muttered his name, as that was the only name she could remember.
Siris didn't even know her own name.
But she recalled Raven's name.
Why?
