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[I'm sorry.

A reunion cut off. The smell of blood in the air, staining a knife. She didn't want to do it. She really didn't. But she'd had no choice in the matter, no choice after the terrible truth of her family, her heritage, came to light. Knowing what he did, knowing what he would continue to do...

I'm sorry.

The words are caught in her throat. Everything is so surreal. She can feel his blood on her because she made her move when he embraced her. She had run away, after all, and finally come back. He wouldn't suspect her, and now she's paying for it. The tears are staining her cheeks as, slowly, what she's done sinks in.

I'm sorry.

The knife clatters to the ground as she finally registers what's going on. the words still won't escape, like something had bound them there to die in her throat no matter how much she wants to speak. She's... What can you call it at this point? She's a demon, a murder, she's done something terrible.

Just. Like. Him.]

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[ ... No, no, no. It was not just a horrible dream, and she will hear a quiet whisper in the darkness, like a snake curled around her mind, voice silky but concerned. ]

There is so little you understand... is that the sort of future you want? It doesn't have to all be a tragedy. ... It's not fair to continue the cycle of his family losing parents.

B-But he... He's still going to--to take more women and... And...

[This makes it even more unclear. What should she do, what should she do? Who is this, anyway, and why is their voice oddly soothing?]

And you would sooner kill him for it? Do two wrongs make a right? Admit it--you've been trying to make this black and white because it's easier to cope with.

[ He isn't stupid. He can tell. This child... she needs her eyes opened. ]

I just... I don't know what to do.

[She can't deal with letting it continue. But she knows she can't just march on ahead, either.]

And what of you, my child?

[ Ah, he sounds so very amused. Because he is... there is opportunity here. But, more than that... he does want to help her, in his own way. ]

I don't know, I don't know...!

[Ugh, what does she do!? There doesn't seem to be any way to go. She can be complacent but then he'd still be doing terrible things. She can leave, but it would end up like that nightmare and then what. She doesn't have the heart to kill herself--that would devastate both of her parents.]

... You're so worried about the ones he's taken... yes, they HAVE suffered enough... why not fight fire with fire, then? If you want so very badly to save those women, you are more than capable, my dear.

[ And it's so true... ah, is she... ]

There is quite a lot he never told you.

Wh-What...?

[What's... Going on? She doesn't understand, she doesn't get it. Who is this person? What does he want?]

Oh, dear me... yes, I suppose you ought to know. The things he does, they're a terrible affliction. He's a sick man, your father...

[ Yes... sick. Sick with Lust. ]

He's a slave to impulse. In a sense, I'd say it's not really his fault. That's just how it works. And he's a lot nicer to some of those women than the ones they KNEW were--I could think of more than a few he rescued. But that's aside from the point. How do you think he does all of that?

An... Affliction...?

[She didn't realize this. But who is this man? And what does he mean? Nothing is making sense. Her head is spinning.]

...How... He does it...?

[ ... Ahahaha. Silly child... she really does know nothing... oh, he WILL have to inform her, won't he? ]

Do you know what is in your very body, right at this moment? Sleeping? Waiting for you to use it for a better purpose...?

N-No, I...

[In her body...? Sleeping...? What's he even talking about? More importantly...]

...Who are you?

... Me? A concerned observer.

[ His voice must sound so easy to trust. Almost fatherly. ]

Tell me something, my child... what do you know of demons? Because in your body, at this moment, sleeps the blood of one of the most powerful sort.

I-In... Me...?

[She's... Part demon, isn't she? This is just now hitting her. And the shock shows on her face.]

That's right. With just a thought, you could control any man you desired, you know. He was so very overprotective of you because he knew. Why, if he let you figure out you had power, then you'd stop him, wouldn't you? But, in reality, all that means is that you're probably the only one capable of ending this safely.

[ And he will let that sit with her. ]

You're... Asking me to do to my father what he's done to countless women.

[...That thought terrifies her. It really does. To be able to control any man on a mere whim...]

... Well, bluntly, yes.

[ It's a scary idea isn't it? But... ]

You can control it. You can take that power and put it to a better use. ... But what you choose to do and how is up to you, my child. You CAN control it...

I...

[She has no idea what to do. That power scares her. Does she use it? Does she not...? He'll continue to hurt women... But she... ...No.]

...Why... Do you care? What do you get out of this...?

[ He is quiet for a long moment... but, his voice seems to take on less amusement and more of a hint of something... wiser. Older. Knowing. ... Comforting. ]

I... want you to change that horrible fate, my child. You don't have to be ensnared in a web of hopeless sorrow... it is not the ability that is the problem. It is how one utilizes it...

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