[color=92278f][b]Cristina
Mekong River - 10/25/2022, 22:23 UTC+8[/b][/color]

Cristina had always dreamed of this moment. In her mind were countless greetings she would say to her sister. Some were rehearsed, others were conceived in her sleep.

None of them, not a single word feels appropriate at this situation however.

When she saw her sister in the mirror, a lot of horrible thoughts entered her head. She might be tortured, she might be crazy but had prepared her heart to face them. In all of those thoughts however she failed to assume that her sister would hate her.

And that she will simply ignore her, like she was a fly on a wall.

She held onto her Noble Arm ready jump at Superbia only to see that it had no place in the battle. That is not how things were supposed to go.

[color=92278f]“That was a lie.”[/color] she weakly answered as she watched her sister leave with her own tear. 

Whether those words are heard are unclear.

The freelancer simply stood on that empty space, alone and more uncertain of what she should do. Her sole reason for living hates her. What was left for her?

The sudden storm suddenly snapped her back, she wasn’t even going to ask how it happened.

She began heading to the POW camp, she will finish this task then do something else. Keep living and finish the mission, that's the thing she could only do for now.