Facing her companion, those lavender eyes on her. This dreadful day, returning to an attack. Desperately searching for this innocent one, finding her below the church.

Bearing witness to her demise, her great sorrow. Not accepting the outcome, giving a blessing onto the hazel individual.

Rewriting reality, returning years later. Fulfilling her promise, these haunting experiences. Days still tormenting her partner, that one moving forward.

Putting together her life, doing so with the goddess. Cherishing this individual, their efforts together. Faintly smiling at her, that young woman facing onward, both heading down their path.

Those mysterious men in the shadows, watching the two. Feeling this, the deity on alert. Little time with them, making their way to the orphanage.

That orange building, the large yard. Children running around, unaware of the coming threat. Enemies searching for land, their goal towards resources. Invading this town, brutalizing countless.

Making it uninhabitable, their deplorable actions. Proceeding in their path, believing in their direction. Trampling on innumerable lives, selfishness guiding their course.

"There isn't much time, so let's run in and get Selica." Unease from Dabria.

"Right..." Ava slightly scowling.

My actions...possibilities...

Heading into this place, some children stopping, looking at them. Wondering on them, others continuing to play.

Screaming in the distance, this alarming two. Gunfire to their ears, explosions in the distance. Their quickly beating chest, rushing into the orphanage, that long hallway.

Running down its length, their hasty movements. A sharp sound behind them, their attention towards it. Soldiers coming in, the sounds of crying kids.

This chaotic experience, having to push through it. Those no more, one still out there. Finding their way to Selica's room, opening the door, none within it.

"S—she's not here!" this shocking Dabria.

"If she is not here...then where...? What am I missing...?" Ava's unsettling heart.

"Ava, this is the day Inai was attacked. Maybe the church, it has to be there." The lavender one looking at her.

"Fine...but we have other issues for now." That young woman facing some soldiers.

The church...the place I found her...

These foes before the two, those monstrous people. Gazing at them, their mutating forms. Blackness from them, their malice flowing into the air.

Horror in this reality, facing down these threats. Moving in front of Dabria, extending her sword. That lavender one's hands to her chest, stepping away from the field.

This maddening day, sins eternally staining it. Happiness from those inhabitants, everything slipping away from them.

One within this place, her hope in a goddess. An entity not there for her, this gripping guilt. Having another chance, not leaving her side.

"Come, it will be the last thing you do." Sharpness from Ava.

Lingering guilt, her obsessive direction. Searching for her brother, acting on any clue. Leaving one alone, a horrific outcome.

Brightness from an individual, their pure heart. Smiling at her, aiding her along the way. Integrating her into a normal setting, these simple feelings.

Returning to a terrifying scene, the weight of her decision crushing down on her. This day once more, those charging enemies, fury in her eyes. Bursting onward, these enemies meeting her action.

Clashing against one, slipping around another, flipping over a third. Their attention above, her vision on them.

Descending on her foes, slicing through one. Severing their head, spilling blood along the land. An attack coming down on her, their spiky arm.

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Moving to her left, narrowly evading this. Grabbing this one, hurling it at the third. Hitting both, lunging at them. Stabbing through, these struggling enemies, glaring at them.

"You people never should have come here. This place, everyone...Dabria..." Her shaking sword.

"Ava..." That hazel one sadly looking away.

My hatred for them, but maybe it is at myself. For leaving her in this town...

These tormenting feelings, a way to do something. Her presence not there, everything slipping away. Swiftly striking up, splitting them in two. Splashing crimson, some hitting her.

The surroundings coating in red, coldness from her. Two missing in this madness, needing to find them. Halves on the ground, her attention onward.

This long path, enemies slowly moving in. Sharply glaring at these foes, charging at them. Dabria staying close, this displaying rage. Tearing through her targets, shortly standing still.

Parts everywhere, heavily exhaling. A hand on her shoulder, looking back. Her partner's eyes on her, sadness in them.

Some words from the innocent individual, that shaking goddess. Unable to understand this one, lowering her head.

"We need to find Dillon and Selica, and as always, I will be putting my trust in you." Dabria softly smiling at her.

How can you still trust me? I have done nothing to earn it again...

These tormenting feelings never leaving her, haunting her everyday. Looking upon her companion each day, this bright person, one trusting in the goddess.

Telling her some of her problems, that one understanding more. This gripping despair, unable to move past her agony. Proceeding onward, her partner following behind.

Believing in this young woman, her high faith. Their direction to the church, witnessing many dead bodies.

Cutting through their enemies, finding themselves at their destination, sundown on them. The ruinous surroundings, a mysterious man in a dark robe in front of the stairs.

"Hope exists in ending this endless conflict. So much untapped potential in Dabria, and the goddess who constantly comes to her defense." His hands behind his back.

"Where is Dillon and Selica?" sharpness from the deity.

"Do you not remember, Desdemona? Dabria along with those two died, and you rewrote reality to save them. Though, this was the result, born out of your own guilt." Expanding his arms to her.

"W—we died...?" Dabria trembling.

That nightmare...so...they...

Failing to save them, that nightmarish experience. Sentiments gripping at her, unable to do anything. This one before her, his image flashing in her mind. Remembering him, one of five.

Taking those from her, binding her movements. Tearing apart her companions, her great sorrow. Unleashing her power, rewriting actuality.

Her guilt within, an unstable recreation. Thinking on those words, her certainty on the other two's safety. These threats at hand, this steadily deteriorating place.

The setting sun, night to the area. That bleeding moon shining down its light, this pitiful town. Trees stretching from buildings, cars upside down. Signs on the floor, cracks everywhere, rubble spanning far.

"The moment you used your power, we used that instance to manipulate certain results. Now, all we need is the cooperation of you both." Gesturing his hand to the goddess.

"I will make you sorely regret coming into our lives..." Extending her blade, glaring at her target.

Once again, I couldn't keep her safe...

Events flowing through her, failing to saving her partner. Two others losing their lives, these frustrating feelings, blackness clawing away at her.

Malevolence secreting from the young woman, this helpless feeling. Her great agony, this tormenting her. Five coming into their lives, flipping it on its head.

Desperately wishing for those to her heart, unleashing her ability. These aligning points, awakening in Inai.

This nightmarish experience, countless deaths. Her guilt leading to it, another chance in her hands.

"How many times did you reincarnate, just to be dealt a pitiful hand? Better yet, you feel responsible for what happened to them. So why not erase the conflict, along with yourself? They can be happy, and you can atone." His hands behind his back.

I try...and I continue to try. Will it be better if I am not here with them?

Her selfish path, proceeding in her direction. Feverishly resisting, tackling countless problems. Clashing against her enemies, tearing them apart.

More coming, dragging those close into the madness. Her ability to change this, an unstable skill. Guilt inside of her, actions leading to many resets.

This endless cycle, their eternal torture. Linking in this cruelty, standing in a black abyss. Many trailing shadowy arms, the young woman falling to her knees, lowering her head.

Those nearing hands, a shining light piercing through. Screeching in this darkness, her attention ahead, seeing the hazel one.

"Even if Ava did that, I will never forget. Sera will never forget, neither will her brother or Selica. She is someone invaluable to us, she is someone I will always believe in. So do not dare go saying we will be better off without her!" Dabria stepping forward, scowling at him.

Invaluable...I couldn't even save you or them. All I could do was hit a reset button, and even that did not go entirely right...

A faithful individual, believing in her partner. Two meeting long ago, differences between them. A goddess concealing herself, searching for her brother.

A girl assisting, not knowing of the horrors in the shadows. Testing her friend, increasing this pressure. That innocent one standing up to her, bringing down her barrier a bit more. Their growing bond, cherishing it.

Defending the young woman, not allowing for these mind games. A horrific attack in the past, this forever branding. A way to move onward, wanting to do so with her fiancée.

"Ava, these events are in the past. You made mistakes, but think about what happened afterwards. We reunited, you met Selica, Sera, your brother is safe again. You might not be able to do everything, and that is okay. No matter what, I will keep believing in you like I always have." Gently looking at the young woman, smiling at her.

She is right, we created many new memories. And she kept believing in me, I will not disappoint. Thank you, Dabria.