Bonus Scene From Isa

Each passing day, my growing concern, that innocent one coming into my life on a certain night. Sometimes I wonder, if it might have been better for us to never meet. Living in ignorance, continuing in her path. Loving her work, but most importantly, her safety. Thinking on this, floating in blackness. My slowly opening eyes, setting it on the light ahead. Reaching for it, warmth in its embrace. Once again finding myself in this place, these surroundings to my vision.

Flowing blades of grass, this underneath the bleeding moon. Thickness of azure, this surrounding me. An approaching threat, my unease within. Moving onward, my eyes on the innocent one. Standing in front of the bench, that black nightwear on her. Her eyes on me, her warm smile in my direction. The blowing breeze, sadness in its pressure. Shortly in front of her, this blue energy wrapping around us, feeling those same eyes on me.

"Welcome, Isa." Her soft tone.

"How have things been, Elina?" my hands behind my back, faintly grinning.

"Not good, as you know...my time is drawing short." Her hands to her chest, sadness from her.

Wanting to stay here, this space for us both. Importance in ending Armand, to save her from his madness. This fear inside of me, not wishing to think of failure. My unsettling expression, her gaze on me. Lowering my head, my arms to my side. Forming a contract with a demon, giving up my humanity. Setting lands ablaze, yet I might not be successful. That hazel one confronting me, holding my hands in her own, our eyes on the other.

"Isa, I am grateful for everything you have done. Though anymore, and you—"

"—What? Turn into a monster? I already am one! And that is fine...I never should have..." Interrupting her, my quivering voice.

"And how do you think I feel? Knowing you are out there getting hurt? Knowing you are willing to become an enemy. Maybe, if I go through with this, you can be safe and happy..." Her vision away from me.

Trying to think of possibilities, unable to do anything. This one concerning with me, considering to go through with it. My aching heart, my shaking body. No matter of the pain I have to endure, to be able to truly embrace her once more. To apologize, to allow her to live the life she wants. To really see her smile again, someone once so full of life. Hearing these words, my boiling emotions. This one releasing me, facing away from me, her hands to her chest.

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"Don't you dare say that! I will endure any hardships! I will not let you die...so, please...give me a bit more time..." My painful voice.

My desperate plea, time being short. Armand growing closer to his goal, Elina worrying about me, wanting my happiness. This flower coming into my life, that night connecting us. Our unlikely meeting, this one shining light into my black world. I cannot be happy, not until she is safe. This sorrowful dusk, that crimson moon hanging in the sky. This innocent one turning to me, our connecting visions.

"You can only choose one path. Carefully think on it Isa. You can choose to save me, forever being branded an enemy. Damning innumerable lives, all for your selfish desires. Or, you can let me go, and achieve what you wanted before this." Her gentle tone.

"I have already chosen my path when I gave up my humanity. We will be together again soon, Elina. It matters not if I am to become the enemy of everyone." My hands behind my back, faintly smiling at her.

"Why do you always worry me like this—?" her eyes a bit below.

"—Very well, go and complete the last offering." Her gaze on me, warmly grinning at me.

My decision in mind, refusing to give in. Short on time, this light at the end of the darkness. Passing her, moving along this road. Her presence shining my way, soon finding myself in front of those stairs. My eyes on the altar, that moon floating high. Malice secreting from me, this last offering. Expanding my arms, releasing negativity. This flowing into it, that object glowing crimson. Returning energy, this merging into me. This overwhelming feeling, blackness seeping out of my body. This intensifying presence within me, my feverish drive. Malice tearing away at my left arm, my eyes on it.

Watching it massively expand, its shadowy form. This pulsing claw, those showing veins. Malevolence emitting from me, an abomination of me. My willingness to bring ruin, one in my mind. This necessary power, accepting it. This of my answer, to save her. My fading claw, my normal arm returning. Facing the young woman, her presence before me. Her frowning expression, her hands on her waist. Stepping back, wondering on the reason. Raising herself a bit, displeasure clearly from her.

"One day, I am going to get you back for making me worry so much."

"Heh, and I will endure everything when that time comes. Wait for me, okay?" my hands on her shoulders.

"Be safe, Isa..." Elina calming, embracing me.

"Not until you are free..." My arms wrapping around her.

My way to go forward, my willingness to become the true enemy. All for my selfish desires, but one of most importance. To free Elina, to see her truly smile again. When we do meet again, I will properly apologize. This tiring feeling, the intensifying wind. Our surroundings becoming harder to see, my time to awaken again. Wait for me, I am coming. They will feel my soul, my desires.

Isa: If it means your happiness, your safety. I will endure any suffering, any hatred...