I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do it. I never wanted to do it.

Kagato forced me to. I had no control.

I could hear the screams. The wails of orphaned babies grew.

No one would guess I wanted to scream even louder. I could hear the wind.

It was like a sinister voice telling me I had no right to cry. I have no right to mourn.

I look around me. There are cherry blossoms resting calmly near the entrance of my cave.

They rest in peace, oblivious to me and my past.

Tenchi. I wince. So naïve to his surroundings.

I hear a child’s happy laughter. Sasami. My " little sister".

She is so innocent. She shouldn’t be tainted by my presence.

I watch myself lazily create my light sword. It flickers. On and off, on and off.

I love Tenchi so much, it hurts. It hurts when he pushes me away. It stings when he doesn’t reply. It’s a cruel torture I can’t bare. Maybe love is not meant for me.

The wind blows gently across my face. My sword still fazing in and out. I idly toy with it. I run it over my skin, uncaring to the danger. It just doesn’t matter anymore. I just feel…calm.

I look up to see Ryo-ohki running towards me. She jumps into the tree, and climbs to my resting spot. Poor girl. Ryo-ohki knows something is wrong. I pet her with a serene contentment I never knew before. Maybe, it was because I knew. I knew it was time let go.

I feel a tear roll down my cheek, followed by many others. Ryo-ohki tries to comfort me, but there’s nothing she can do. I wonder if Ayeka ever did forgive me. I have no right to be forgiven though. What I did to Sasami was unforgivable. What if Tsunami never saved her? I can’t bear to think of what would happen. Everyone is right. I truly am a demon. I look at my sword once more.

I’m sorry…

A whispered hiss is heard, as a sword tore into flesh.

A small whimper.

A red trail is left on a piece of tree bark as a body slides down a branch.

A dull thud is heard as the body comes in contact with the ground.

No longer does the body breathe.

A cabbit’s mourning wail could be heard, as a stale wind blew.

Soon, many others would join it.

For, Ryoko Hakubi…was dead.

From above, a dark angel watched.

" Don’t you see, I don’t have the right to live?"

" This is my lullaby."

" My final lullaby."

………………………………………………………………………………………………Owari