Just a few hours ago, Ruki could be seen on every corner of the islandāpopping up here and there curiously for a few seconds before running off again to who knows where. After her early morning feast in the park, it seemed like she had nothing else to do. With no one to play with on her birthday, she mustāve been lonely.
But now, it was as if the special birthday girl had vanished entirely off of the islands. No matter where anyone lookedāif anyone ever bothered to look at all in the first placeāthe ball of mischievous yet friendly energy wouldnāt be there. That is, unless they had decided to look in the art room located on the third floor of the old academy.
The room was a mess, with splatters of red all over the placeābut the most significant sight that would greet people upon entry would be the limp corpse of the young girl, who had been missing all these hours, slumped against the wall, with a trail of blood leading to the scene. Tied around her hands are transparent wires secured by two chairsāgiving the impression of a crucifixion. There is a message painted with her blood on the wall, which read:
"A SMALL OFFERING TO THE GREAT LORD
WITH HOPES OF YOUR GRAND RETURN
WE BOTH MISS YOU DEARLY
IF NECESSARY, WE SHALL GIVE YOU OUR SOULS AND BODIES
9āĀ
