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(A/N: Sorry for not sending any chapters, it was because I was working. Normally I work 8 to 9 hours per day, so after that I want to rest. And I end up losing a lot of time napping or studying in graduate school. Anyway, I returned home on Monday, but next week, after 10 days, I'll return to the north, closer to the Amazon rainforest.) - homeoffice.
(Pov. Rin Tohsaka.)
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. The words of Riser Phenex echoed in my mind, each syllable striking my heart directly. Sakura... my sister, whom I had left behind in that dark house, was suffering unimaginable horrors. Guilt and pain intertwined, forming a tight knot in my chest. How could I have been so blind? How could I ignore the signs?
"This... this can't be true," I murmured, denial still struggling to hold firm against the avalanche of truths that Riser poured over me. But deep down, I knew. I always knew that the Matou house was no place for someone to grow up. And somehow, I had allowed Sakura to face that fate alone.
Riser looked at me, his eyes penetrating and serious. "Rin, you have a chance to correct this. To make a difference in Sakura's life. We will not let Zouken Matou go unpunished. And we will save your sister."
His words, though harsh, carried a weight of truth and determination. I felt a resolution forming within me, a flame of courage beginning to burn. I couldn't change the past, but I had the power to influence the future. And I would do everything in my power to save Sakura, to bring her back from the shadows where she had been abandoned.
"What do I need to do?" I asked, my voice firmer now, reflecting the decision I had made.
"First, we need to strengthen our defenses and ensure everyone is ready for what's to come. I will work with Caster to reinforce the Bonded Field. Meanwhile, Rin, you need to prepare mentally and magically. This way you will attract Sakura to the Temple. Here, I will heal her from her damages. And at the same time, our servants will finish with the Matou House, which will be under a Bonded Field. The idea is to make it impossible for him to escape. He may have the assistance of Rider, who is with Shinji. All you need to do to remove Rider's control from him is to destroy the book he carries. When we're ready, we'll attack Zouken Matou and free Sakura from his control," Riser explained, outlining the plan with clarity and precision.
I nodded, absorbing every word. The task ahead was daunting, but I was not alone. I had allies, people who shared the same goal. And, more importantly, I had a purpose.
The images that Riser showed me made my stomach turn. I couldn't believe the level of atrocity and cruelty that Sakura had suffered at the hands of the Matou all these years. The pain and despair in her eyes in the photos were like knives piercing my heart.
I could barely breathe, tons of guilt and regret crashing down on me. How could I have abandoned her like that? How could I ignore her suffering for so long, caught up in my own arrogance? Tears ran down my face as I sobbed, completely devastated.
Riser gently placed his hand on my shoulder in a comforting gesture. "There's still time to fix things, Rin," he said calmly. "Bring Sakura here. I will heal her with my powers. Then, you can start over and rebuild your bonds as sisters."
I shook my head, wiping away the tears with the back of my hand. He was right, I needed to make amends with Sakura. If there was still any hope left in her, I would find it.
I stood up, clearing my face and taking a deep breath to compose myself. I looked at Riser with determination. "You have my word, I'll bring her here," I declared. He nodded, satisfied.
I left the room with brisk steps, my mind buzzing with ideas. I would need a careful plan to extract Sakura from the clutches of the Matou. Zouken would not hand her over easily.
(Pov. Sakura Matou)
Why do I live? What is living? Not a day goes by that I don't ask myself these words. Perhaps, my father, by selling me to the Matou house, already knew I was a waste of space. So he gave me to another Magus to experiment on me. Maybe that explains why after I moved here, I never spoke to my sister again. No, she never gave me the chance to talk to her again. Every time I approached, she moved away as if I were some kind of disease.
Maybe my life was meant to be one of suffering, pain, and despair. Never, have I had a ray of light in my life since I arrived here. My uncle, Kariya. He tried to help me and died, even Shinji's father killed himself, not enduring to see what happened. I wonder if what I went through was the same thing his wife went through. Maybe that's why he was as pathetic as I am?
Maybe that's why Oni-sama got angry. No, I remember well. That Shinji loved me as soon as I arrived here. Maybe it wasn't sisterly love from the start. When we got older and he found out he had no magical circuits he got jealous, it was the grandfather who told him. But what devastated him was the fact that he discovered the grandfather had experimented on my body. Someone he loved was contaminated, with pain, despair, and jealousy. He took me to his room and...
Now, why am I thinking to myself? Maybe I'm going crazy. At this moment I'm in the basement, where the Crest Worms are ravaging my body. I don't even feel pain from it anymore, even though it alters my essence in body and soul. The pain was monstrous.
But now, it's as if I've become numb to it. The pain has turned into a constant, a background buzz that never goes away, but to which I've become accustomed. It's a miserable existence, if it can even be called an existence. I'm trapped in an endless cycle of suffering, with no hope of escape. At least, that's what I thought.
The silence around me was almost palpable, interrupted only by the sound of worms writhing inside me. I closed my eyes, trying to block out the grotesque images that invaded my mind. The pain had diminished over the years, replaced by a somber numbness that seemed to suck all the warmth from my body.
Shinji's words echoed in my ears, bringing back memories I'd rather forget. His face, once full of admiration, now twisted in disgust and contempt. The hands that once caressed me gently, now instruments of torment and humiliation. Everything that was once light in my life had turned into darkness.
I sighed, feeling the cold, damp air of the dungeon flood my lungs. How many nights had I spent in this place, alone with my demons? I could no longer count. Each day merged into the next in an eternity without hope.
"SAKURA! Ku ku ku ku." A voice began amidst the amalgam of Crest Worms. Disgust ran through my body, but I kept my expression neutral. It could be said that all the Crest Worms were the grandfather himself, even those inside my body.
"You can leave. Sakura! Today was a Record. You lasted 18 hours. Eat something, girl. Shinji is waiting for you in his room. Ku ku ku ha ha ha." A shiver ran through my body, an even greater anguish ran through my body with the mention of my brother.
Sigh
I can't do anything anyway, all I can do is. Endure until the day of my death.
(Pov. Rider – Medusa.)
The world is always the same shit as always, even in my time, the gods were the main cause of pain and suffering to humanity. Now that gods can't stay in the material world, humans cause problems for themselves. When I was summoned, I felt a very strong connection with my Master.
At first, I didn't discover why this occurred. But, on the same day, I realized in what situation she was. Even if I tried to save her. All the Crest Worms inside her body would kill her. She even had a Crest Worm inside her heart. She was in a situation just as bad as mine.
I who was forced to become a monster after being abused by Poseidon, this because I was a priestess of the Temple of Athena. Athena in her foolish rage, blamed me. Then she cursed me. And after my death to try to "redeem" herself she made a shield out of my head. Seriously what a "SOB". Maybe this would serve as a reminder of a mistake she made.