[X] Tell Archer to enter Astral form and check inside the church before returning.
-[X] Change perspectives to Archer if anything notable is found.
 
[X] Alright, Archer. So, you know how your Master and her compatriots need Grief Seeds to restore their magic? What's going to happen when they run out? I mean, Grief Seeds come from Witches, who are... 'matured' Puella Magi. And Oriko and Kirika have killed off most, if not all, of the Puella Magi candidates in the city. And your Master and her allies are now actively hunting the Witches down. And good for them for saving lives and all that, but kind of destroying their own ecosystem, there. Once the last Witch goes down, they're on borrowed time. And if that happens before one of the several impending disasters strike, they might not be in any condition to help you on your mission. So yeah, you might want to help them look into alternate ways of restoring their magical power. It's not an urgent problem, but it's probably one you want to start thinking up a solution to before it becomes urgent. Ya, know?

Like this?
 
[X] Alright, Archer. So, you know how your Master and her compatriots need Grief Seeds to restore their magic? What's going to happen when they run out? I mean, Grief Seeds come from Witches, who are... 'matured' Puella Magi. And Oriko and Kirika have killed off most, if not all, of the Puella Magi candidates in the city. And your Master and her allies are now actively hunting the Witches down. And good for them for saving lives and all that, but kind of destroying their own ecosystem, there. Once the last Witch goes down, they're on borrowed time. And if that happens before one of the several impending disasters strike, they might not be in any condition to help you on your mission. So yeah, you might want to help them look into alternate ways of restoring their magical power. It's not an urgent problem, but it's probably one you want to start thinking up a solution to before it becomes urgent. Ya, know?

Like this?

That's perfectly acceptable.
 
[X] Tell Archer to enter Astral form and check inside the church before returning.
-[X] Change perspectives to Archer if anything notable is found.
Put what you want to send him as colored text.
[X] Like This
Just going to point out that this is eligible to go through to Archer. Kinda like Archer is being butt-dialed or something by Alaya. :lol
 
[X] Tell Archer to enter Astral form and check inside the church before returning.
-[X] Change perspectives to Archer if anything notable is found.
Just going to point out that this is eligible to go through to Archer. Kinda like Archer is being butt-dialed or something by Alaya. :lol
[:V] Hey Archer, you seem pretty bored; here's something to alleviate your state of boredom.
 
Day 20 Chapter 21
[X] Tell Archer to enter Astral form and check inside the church before returning.
-[X] Change perspectives to Archer if anything notable is found.


"I've been up here all day. Unless they've got invisibility cloaks or an underground tunnel, they haven't gone anywhere."

You check the time on your phone; it's a little after one in the morning. Any normal person would have gone home hours ago. At least if Sister Hope were a puella magi, her staying out so late might have been excusable, but unless she really is controlling her father you can think of no excuse for why he would still be out. You need to find out why. "If you can, I need you to check out the inside of the Church. I need to know what the pair are doing that's keeping them out this late. Can you do that?"

"It wouldn't be the first time I've had to break into a weird church to scope out the place; so yeah, I can do that, easily."

"Good. I'd ask you to report back if you find anything out of the ordinary..."

"But at this point, anything they're doing should be considered out of the ordinary."

"Right."
Archer's report from earlier stated that McRemitz-san found an empty warehouse with only a few people mulling about inside. No chairs, beds, or other furniture in sight. Your hope is that Archer can come up with something, anything, that can give you insight into their plans for the future, because there's very little chance that they're sleeping in the church, which means that they must still be hard at work.

But on what? What are they working on that will bring about the catastrophe described by Mikuni Oriko?

"So hey, Homura, I gotta ask ya something." Kyouko's voice snaps you out of your musing, and you redirect your focus to her. "Earlier, when you were on the phone, I heard you say that someone wants ta talk with me? What's that about?"

"Unfortunately, our actions recently have drawn the attention of a magical investigator from England. She's been trying to get a picture of what's going on in Mitakihara, and after having spoken with the rest of us, wants to speak with you to get your side of the story as well." You look to Tomoe-san, adding "Did Tomoe-san not saying anything about her to you at all?"

"Actually, I think Mami did say sumthing about a weirdo foreign lady going around asking about servants and stuff, but it must have just gone in one ear and out the other, ya know?"

Kure Kirika fakes a stretch and a yawn. You can tell that it's fake from how incredibly exaggerated everything about it is, but its almost certain end goal is achieved all the same. Mikuni Oriko checks the time on her phone, declaring "Everyone, it's getting rather late, so I'm afraid I must ask that you all leave. We can reconvene tomorrow if you wish, but for now I would appreciate it if you left."

"Of course," Tomoe-san says, setting down her empty cup of tea. "I appreciate you inviting us into your home, Mikuni-san." She rises and bows, the only one of your group to do so. You are content to leave with a subtle nod of the head, while Kyouko gives up even less than that.

At least she keeps her mouth shut.

Mikuni Oriko sees you all to the front gate, peeling back her Bounded Field just enough to let you all out. Archer's report to you comes shortly after you and the others have taken your first steps off the Mikuni property. "So, you're not going to believe this, but our targets are just... Sitting there, right in the middle of the church. It looks like they're meditating, but maybe they just fell asleep like that, I don't know."

"I see..."


Is that notable enough for you?
[ ] Yes
[ ] No

[ ] Change perspectives to Archer
-[ ] and do what? (write-in)
[ ] Other (write-in)
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[X] Maybe
[X] Have Archer examine them up close in his Astral form and see if he can't identify whether whatever they're doing isn't magically induced. Switch perspectives to Archer if something is up with their conditions.
-[X] If nothing comes up, search the rest of the warehouse for any hidden rooms or areas.
[X] If nothing seems amiss have Archer continue to monitor them while you go home and practice your Isa rune with what time remains before going to sleep. Recall Archer before you go to bed.

Shouldn't be too difficult for Archer to identify any magical influences on them with his magic nose if he can get close enough.
 
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[X] Maybe
[X] Have Archer examine them up close in his Astral form and see if he can't identify whether whatever they're doing isn't magically induced. Switch perspectives to Archer if something is up with their conditions.
-[X] If nothing comes up, search the rest of the warehouse for any hidden rooms or areas.
[X] If nothing seems amiss have Archer continue to monitor them while you go home and practice your Isa rune with what time remains before going to sleep. Recall Archer before you go to bed.
 
[X] Maybe
[X] Have Archer examine them up close in his Astral form and see if he can't identify whether whatever they're doing isn't magically induced. Switch perspectives to Archer if something is up with their conditions.
-[X] If nothing comes up, search the rest of the warehouse for any hidden rooms or areas.
[X] If nothing seems amiss have Archer continue to monitor them while you go home and practice your Isa rune with what time remains before going to sleep. Recall Archer before you go to bed.
 
Day 20 Chapter 22
[X] Maybe
[X] Have Archer examine them up close in his Astral form and see if he can't identify whether whatever they're doing isn't magically induced. Switch perspectives to Archer if something is up with their conditions.
-[X] If nothing comes up, search the rest of the warehouse for any hidden rooms or areas.
[X] If nothing seems amiss have Archer continue to monitor them while you go home and practice your Isa rune with what time remains before going to sleep. Recall Archer before you go to bed.


"So, you're not going to believe this, but our targets are just... Sitting there, right in the middle of the church. It looks like they're meditating, but maybe they just fell asleep like that, I don't know."
"I see..."
It would be easy enough to believe that the pair fell asleep while meditating, but you don't believe that you can afford to take chances with this Church, given what you know is coming. "Can you get up close and examine them any further?"

"I think you're severely overestimating how big this warehouse is. I'm about as close to them as I can get without actually touching them. There's definitely something magical and fishy going on, but aside from the generally bad vibes that I'm getting being in here, I'm not seeing anything out of the ordinary, either with them or with the warehouse itself."

"Check again. I'm worried that there might be something hidden in the warehouse; a secret room, or passageway, something. I just have this feeling."

"Yeah, I know what you mean. But like I said, you're severely overestimating the size of this place, not to mention the fact that aside from the paint on the walls, these two are the only things in here. There's no way there's any hidden rooms in here."


Could you be wrong? It wouldn't surprise you, in this timeline, but it seems odd that despite your own gut feeling, as well as Archer's report of "bad vibes", there really is nothing amiss at the warehouse. At least for now... "Continue to monitor them for a little while longer. I'll recall you when I get home."

Between the walk to the train station, and the train ride itself, that's almost an hour that Archer has to keep an eye on any developments inside the warehouse. But from his description, and from the radio silence on his end, you have to imagine that he's not seeing anything worth reporting.

This is bad. You know that something is going to happen, and in all likelihood has already been set in motion, and yet there doesn't appear to be anything you can do about it at this juncture. Perhaps in another day or two, the opportunity might present itself in which you can act, but for now you're left floundering in the dark.

The signboard overhead flashes green, "Mitakihara Main Station". That's your stop. "I have archery club practice after school tomorrow," you say to Tomoe-san, quickly adding "I'm doing it for extra combat practice." "So if you and Mikuni Oriko were planning on having us all meet again after school, I will probably be late."

"I understand. With everything going on, I expect we should regularly be meeting again, so if we do tomorrow I will let you know."

"Thank you."

You exit the train car, not bothering to stop and watch as it takes off east for the last stops on the line. Thankfully, it's only a five minute walk back to your apartment from here, but you keep your eyes peeled all the same. If Assassin were to spring out on you now, while Archer weren't here to defend you... There haven't been any new reports of missing persons yet, but it has only been one day. How much longer will you have to wait before she makes her move; and when she does, will she still target the same area as before, or will she pick a different feeding ground?

You glance down at the crimson Command Seals on your right hand; so far, you've been able to avoid using any of them. For the most part, your servant seems to be temperamentally aligned with you well enough that forcing him to comply hasn't been an issue. If that trend keeps up, then you might be able to hold all three until Walpurgisnacht, when you'll need them to provide Archer with the same kinds of boosts that Mikuni Oriko can give to Lancer.

You sigh as your apartment building comes into view. There are just too many problems cropping up in this timeline, and somehow Fate has decided that you should be the one to have to deal with them.

Why couldn't all these problems wait until after Walpurgisnacht?

Then, they wouldn't be your problems to deal with.

"Archer, let's call it a night, shall we?"
you say to your servant as you unlock the door. Your bed is looking rather appealing at the moment; not because you are tired, but because you hope that you will get to see Madoka in your dreams, to make up for your inability to see her as much as you would have liked in the past few days. But you know you can't afford to shirk your responsibilities to hopes of a dream that might not come.

You'll practice your rune for a time, just until Archer gets home or you feel that you've made suitable progress; whichever comes later. At the moment, it's after two. Maybe you can practice until three. That sounds good.
 
Omake, side Kirika - Conclude to Insomnia
How many times had Kirika seen this same dream? The maddened form of her servant, his hands wrapped around her neck, screaming at her incoherently, as the worms crawled about under her skin, festering, devouring her from the inside? Every night, it seemed, that her mind would plunge her into this nightmare, with her only escape coming with the breaking of dawn and the scent of breakfast rising up from below.

The only good part about this torturous repetition, it seemed, was that in this hellscape of choking black and swirling crimson, she still had her legs. Not that they did her any good, with Berserker effortlessly lifting her more than fifty centimeters off the ground, her legs dangling helplessly beneath her as they struggled in vain to find perch against a ground that was more than a third her height out of reach.


"̵̖͔̙͈͔̒ͅȈ̴͓͈͐́́͒̀̓̋͛̐̆ ̶͔͖͍̠̮͔̀͂͒̈́̂̄̒̉̕͠a̸̛̙͉̥͚͉̓̾̾̂́͊͗̐͌͝͝m̴̼̟̤̺͔̂̎̍̒́̔̕̚͠͝ ̵̨͈̊̋̉͐̂̄͋͝t̶̡̢̨̤͇̳̟̱͔̎̈́ͅh̸̛͉͓̗̮̯̖͖̾͗̏͛̐͜è̸̢̜̩̪̠̠͖̥̠̇̓͂̄̓̒͝ ̷̧̣͈̀͊̓́́͛̏̊̈́ạ̷̺̈́ļ̸̛̛͓͐̔͑̂̅̔̀̓͆̚í̵̢̧̥̣̖̩̩͍̜͍̬̾̿̌͑̈́͆͋̿͂̚͜ē̶̺̟̰̦͎͎̟̂̓̈́̇͐̂n̷͈̭͙̦̦̭̰̆͋̑̐̄à̶̟̯̪̬̲̪͚̙̪̠̝̠t̸̨̢̡̛͈̪̼̖̹̦̝̟̱͑̆̀̉̏͘͝͝ȅ̷̪̋̑̔d̷̬͆̎͠͝͝,̶̢̡̡̽̽̃̀́ ̵̢̻̠̥͐̊͆͒́̔̋́̕̚t̷̛̼̳̟͖̓̉̈̀͊̂̽̒̎̕͠h̵̢̡̡̻̬̝̭̭̘͔̄̈̄̇̀͝è̴̛̯͈̙̲̓̈́͗͘ ̶̢̱͕̖̉́́͠r̶̨̝͈̩̻̟̬͒ͅi̸̢͎̼̱̟̣͉͙̠͔̺͊̄͌͐̂͛̊̀͘̚ḑ̵̼̯̮͕̥͓̫̈́̂̒̀́͜͝i̵̫̰͓̤̹̿̂c̸̥͎̫̫̹͉̃͋̔̏̐̈́́͝͝ư̶͕̻̘̫̗͜l̶̲̘̜̮̟͙̤͖̊͋́̃͋͠ͅe̵̝̫̙͒ḑ̵̲̤͆,̸̮͎͂ ̸͕̗̘͇̞̳̱̭̣̈́̓̃̋̅̊͜ṱ̵̲̞̤͖̖͙͍͆̄h̶̗͚͉̀͂̉̽͆̍͂̽͗̀͘e̷̡̨̳̣̩͌͌̓̈́͜ ̴͙̻͕̩͖͖̱͐̈̒͌̈́̽̕͝͝d̶̝̯͉̰̙̣͑e̶͍̹͕͎̥͉͐͆̋̀̏̍̊͆͘ș̷̢̧̣̗̱̳̝̗̌̉p̸̨̹̖̖̗͕̖̼̃̀̆̔͛͜i̴͕̝̤͔̒̎̒̈̋̂́̕͘͠͝ś̴̝͋͒͗ę̵̳̜̳̙͒̊ḋ̸̛̯̟̼̦̭̣̈́̋͂͊͂͋̂͆͜.̸̡̬͙̩̪̺̰̘͕̳̦̿̈́̓ ̵̙̣͔̘͓̘̗̑̾̔̄̿͝Ņ̸͖͍̞͚͇͍̹͙̪̖̒̉͑͆́͐̋̎͊̀̂͝o̸̧͙͉͙̳͉̘̺̭̺͛̉̿̾̀̈́̊̂̽̚̚͜ ̷͓̏̀̉̌͝ñ̵̝͎̩͉̋̄̿̓ͅe̷̠̮̮̱̭͔̪̮͙͎̮͂̒̐͒̂̋̚͜e̶̡̨̺͍͓͔͉͍̣̖̦͙̓̎̎̓͛̑̚d̵̛͖͚̤̰̒̑̈̑͊̇̃̀̌̈́ ̶͚̥͆̍͛̔͗̀̂́̅͐t̴̨̳͉̜̩͙̖̜̠̣͕͎͛̓̑̊ợ̶̠̻͉̫͔̰̦̖͈́̃̈́́͠ ̸̢͓̜̲̥̗͚̠̹͌̄͂̈͗̊͆̊̅͠͝p̶̱̜̄͠͝r̴̦̮̞̩̖̙̲̈́̓͂͂̿a̶̡̹̼̳͛̂̓͐̂̊i̸̬̞͇̼͍͈̓́̀̾͌̈͌̕͠ͅs̶̡̭̭̱̜͙̟͓̙͉̮͋̊͜ȩ̸̖̼̬̭͚̞̯̟̈͘ ̸̨̤̺̭͈̩͎̍̈́̾̔̄̓̍̕͠m̸̧̮͕͍͎̩̥̤͚̈̀͂̌̎͂̒̾͠y̸̨̹̳̩͎̒͑͆̏͗͊̽̾ ̸̡̛̛̬͓̜͙̬̻̼̥͖̣̘͛̾̆͒͋͊͝ǹ̵͍̝͓̠̜̙͉̤͖̻̑͑̽̑́́̊͗͘a̴̡̭̹̗̓̀́̈́̑̄̓̀̓ṁ̸͕̗͈͉̭̗̣͒͌̇̆͛̈́̚͝͝ͅë̸̩̌͑̂̒.̴͖̳̩̄̓̄͂̿̏̿̾̐͆͌͘ͅ ̴̧̧̡̼̦̰͇̺̖̫̯̂̌̕͜N̸̡̨̤̖̣̩̲̦̪̝̝̍̽̀̀̄̀́̐̑͐̀̎o̷̩͇̪̞̼͉̱̥̓̔̃̏ ̷̧͖̺̰͕̩̜̙͍̓̎̑̉͆n̵̙͂͐̍ĕ̵͔͎̾͌͗͒͗͌͐̂̄́̄ę̵̢̮͍̐́́̈d̷̪͂̓̒̔̔͛̉̊̚ ̴͎̪̠̦̬̊̈́͒̅̅̒t̵̨̀͆̑̈̕ọ̷̲̊͂̏̇̈̈̉̆̀̋̈́ ̸͓͖͈̮́̐͆̓̓̓́͂͋͠e̶͙̊̿̍̈̆͐̈́̚̕̚͝n̶̨̼̗͚͒̿̊̑͛́̅̚v̸̥͇͇̰̳̻̯͕͔̥̹̋̓͛̀̇͆̕͝ý̷̛̘̠̠̳̀͂̍̄̈͘͝ ̶̞͓̤̮̱͔̮̭̰̀̍͑͌̎̔̕͝ͅm̶̟͙͉̗̼̩͍̖̟̆̓͋̃͑̽̿̆̄̏͠ý̶̝̮̪ ̵͚̟̠͎̫͉͈͇͋͛̉͗͛̈́̂̾̕ͅb̷̢̼͎͇͔̺̼̓̋͆ỏ̸͕̆͗̈́̂̂̈́̌̏̆̿̏d̶̢̡̟̖̝̩͎̾y̶̡̞̤͔̺͇̭̐.̴̲̩͓̞̬̫͎͎̘̩̋͝"̷̡͕̫͇̯̻̤̤͍͗

Why?

"̸͉̹͇̫̬̼͔̪̘̗̮͂I̸̢̛̞̤͈͆̽̂͗̏̅͘͝͠͝ ̴̥͓͙͙͖̼̆̉ȃ̴̲̣̩̯̝̙͘m̸̦͇̪̃͂̊́̐͛͗͋̅͛̚ ̵̢͍̫̘̹̭̔́ẗ̷̢͚͙̘̼̜̳͈͈́̒̊̌̀̎̈́̂́͊͜ḧ̵̨͎͕͍̻́̋͐̏̒e̴̡̪̝̰̰̯̗̹̪͕͊̆͑̎͂͐̈̒͜ ̷̡͔̤̤̰̫̦̘̤̖̟̆͗̌͗͌̚̕ͅs̶͔̺̽͛̄ͅh̵̨͙̟̯̝̊́̓a̷̢̖͇͈̥̗͎̬͌̍͗̓͑̿͌̾͘͝d̵̼̰̦̄͝ơ̶̥̰͕͚̥̫̣͓͆͜w̴̡̢̘̼̰̞̗̎̌̈́́͝ ̴̫͋͐͊́̃͌u̴͇̳͎͙̦̳̞͐̏͊̎̈́̐̅n̸̢̮̯̱̬͌͋̄̍̿̌̿̀͑̅͜͠͝d̴̡̺͉̱́͌̀̉̚e̶̛̮̯̅͗̎̔̽̚̕r̸̼̦̖̪̦͙͆̆̿͗̊͘ͅ ̵̢̢̲̝͚͕͕͈͑͊͛̈́̅̚t̴̨̖͑ḩ̷̜̻̖̲̭̊̓͋͒͑͑̑͑̆̕ę̸̧̨̹̥̟̳̗͈̻̌͂̈́̂͌́̏́͒̈͜ ̵̱̟̽̎̅̃̓̓̚͝r̷̝̓̿̑̾͗̓͊̀͝ͅa̶͖͂͋́̓͑̉̓̋̉̈́̐d̵̖̤̦̗͓̳̲̳̞̽͒̎͌ĭ̴̧̖̪̑̎̈́̓̎̏̅ȁ̴̮̪̹̞̤̮͕͈͙̎̿͜͜n̵̥̞̼͕̤͈̹̻̪̞̦̆̿̒͌̓̂̊͠c̷̺̱̈́̊̋̈́̐͑͂̏͆̚͘è̷͙̻̟͛̎͜͝ ̵̨̢̧̦̰͈̱̗̺̱̠̔̉̍͗͗̓̈́͌o̷̧͈̖̱̯̟̼͈̟̹͒͛̐f̵̝̑̉͋́̆̐̚͝ ̶̧̮̗̯͈͚̰̖͍̫̮̩̑̃̔ȟ̴̡̹̙̬̻͇͔̪̥́͜ͅe̶̤͇̪̥̟̊̀͊̑̒̄̈́̎͂͝r̵̙̼̭̈̒̏͝ơ̵̡̰̖̗͖͚̭̤͋̓́̉̍̋̈ͅî̶̙̤̥̠̟̙̊̆̿̃̇̈̅̎c̸̛̮̼͓̼̹͓̟̙̳͚͉͊̏̈́́̉̚ ̸͎̤̾̌̽̂̈̍̌̓s̶̛̰̝̟̅̔̂p̷͕͌̈̿̿̄͆̀̏͝ĭ̶̮̖̘͍̓̎̋r̷̼͎̜̤̱͎̯̘̩̅̓̉̐̊̽̀̚͠ͅị̵̢͍̫͔͖̫̞͎̥̞͉̈́̐̕ṭ̴̨̩͈͔̭͔͖́̍̈́̔s̷̢̢̛̛̥̩̞̩̄̇̃̌̂.̸̠̟̋̈̌͂̂̍͌̂̏͘ ̸̡̭̻̘̦̼͔̰̰̦̙͜͠B̶̛̜̪̋̿̐̿̕̕i̶̜̺̮̙̋̅̄́̊̌͗̕͘̕r̷̦̙̺̖̙̺̹̯̟̳̽͒̌̂͂͋̿̆̿ͅͅť̷̙͍̼̘͔̖̐̈́̃͜ḩ̴͖̼̿͘ͅȇ̶̲̩͚̭̆́͝͠ͅd̷̨̢͇͔̪̣̙̙̬̙͋̓́̈́͛̕͜ ̴̗̰̞̥̪͙̦̰͍͎̦̐͌́̔͌͛̅̑̿̄͘ͅǫ̶̧̳̜̀̅̿̅͑̓̔͝f̷̨̡͚̲̬͙̩̾̅̐̎̅̉͗͠ ̶̟̗̼̼̀̿̇̎̓̇̑̓̿͑͘̕ͅt̸͉͚͎̦̫͎̬̦̱̟̂̔̐͜h̷̡̛̻̳̭̭͈̰̙̼̹ͅȇ̶̡̧̛͕̬̖̤̥͙̠̇̈́̏̑̀̔̔̚ ̸̨̥̰̲̝́́́̕͝͠d̴̢͍͓̟̥̣̭͍̬͚̲̀͌̾̐́̈́̒̍̚ã̶͉̖̲̖̻͎͛͒̌͂̓̍r̷̨̢͙͎̟̤̹̖͛̔̓̌̽̆̕͜k̸̩͖̳͛̀̿̈͐̍n̵͈̖͌̐͐̈́̾̕̕͜ę̷̛̟̯̥̽͌̊̋̏͑͐̃͑ͅͅs̵̲̖̖͙̙̮͎͎̳̘͋̐͆͜s̸̠̩̓̒̿̉́́̈́͂̋͆ ̴̝̝͉̳́̾̽̓͋̈̄́͘̚͜͝o̴̱͒̏̅͋̈́̿̓͝f̷͖̺͉̺̹̅͗͠ ̸͇͈̆g̶̛͓̤̻̊͑̑̓̊̍̌͊l̵̬̿̋̐̓ó̶͎̹͎̆̐͝ͅȓ̸̢͉̟̘̭̥͇̖͖̭̞͎̆̽̈́̌̀́̋ỉ̶̡̗͖͎̱͈̗͔̄̈̽̓̌͋̈́͊̃̉͐ͅo̶̗̼̦͕̮͍̊̾͐̐̉̈́̿̽͒̈́͜͝͝ų̶̨̢̰̤̪̫̖̳̬̈̇͝ş̵̛̮̭̙̃͆͗͂̎̅̚̚͝͝͝ ̵̦̭̱͎̖̅̒̽́̊̊͑̈͘͘ļ̵̛̣͈̰̞͂̄̌̌͑̈͝͠ę̴̣̫͉͉͎̲̫̥͛̋̽͐͒̉̚g̴̦̗̤̘̤̳̃̀̇̿̾͝͝͠͝ẹ̵͓̜̰̝͕͇̹̩͙̝̜̓̒̅̊́̑̑̈́͂̽͐n̷͈̅͐̌̔̾̃̕̚͠ḑ̶̛͖̗̪̯̮̣͉͚͕͇̩̓.̴̗̼͎̘͍̋̉̌̈́̔͂͒̍̃́̀͝"̵̲̗̼̹̭̜̣͓̋̇̌͂͊

Why did she have to endure this, night after night?

"̶̯̱̤̣̏̿͛̒́́̈́̂͝͝Á̵̢̘̻͉̬͓̳͈͚̼̝̈́̉͜n̵͎̟̳̻͕̖͔̓̂̔̈́̊͑̂̏̿̋̆͜͝d̴̯̣̋̓̔̀͊̂̈́̈͜͜͠ ̷̹̥͙̫̭̟͙̤͕̹̊̊́̓͋͛͝s̵̢̡̹̥̝͖̀ơ̵̖͖̭̲̤͔̖̝͛̃̋̇͒́̒,̷͎̺̹̳̻̮̙̘͙͓̤̿́͋̅̍̒̌̐̐͝ ̵̢̪͋I̵̳̙̘͂͠ ̴̢̢̛͕̥͚͍̱̹͉̯̽̌͜͝h̸̰̩͗̏͋a̶̧͕̞̲̍͑̌͐̇͊͘ṭ̶̡̢̧̛̟̫͖͍̥̘̖̈́͗̀̆̉̚͝ē̷̩̳̣̫̩̦͖̜͈̠͕̊͐̑̍̿̈́͆͝ͅ,̶̛̺̻͖̮̪͙̠̘͙̈̈́͐̉͠ ̷̛͓̌̊̓̍͆̓I̴̗̜̣̮̝͙͓͆̓͘͝ ̸̢͉̗̜̣́̄͆̊͘͜r̸̬̭͐̓́́e̷͕̫̓̋̍̓́̐̃̀͘̕̕s̵̢̧͙̭̩͔̞͍̬̳̯̗̉́e̵̥̤̼̞̥̫͖̿̓̉̄̄̂̏̓̈́́̔ņ̸̮̲̪̅t̸̢͚̤̹̟͍͉̱̯̐͌͗͗͂͑̚.̶̧̛̬̺̬͙̮̞̝͔͔̗̟͊̏̄̅͋̿ ̸̧̨̪̪̥̹͙̌̀͘͜͝N̵̘͔̝̼̳͇̊̓̊͌̄̓̊́̔̚͝ͅö̴̙̗̘͓̪̫̭́͑̃͜u̷͇͎͒̔̃͂͑̽̆̏̇̑͝ř̵͈̦̟̱͕͌͠ͅi̸̞̭͙̗̤̿́̃͗͌̊͋͠͝s̴̥͕̞̪͕͑͆̄̓̿h̵̨͓͙̣͖͉͈̯̯̏̅̂̃͛̾̚̚͝ͅe̴̗̞̫͕͈̱̓̍̏̔̄̌͛̈̕ͅd̸̬̓̇̈́͌̒̾̋̅͝ ̴̩̤́̃̈̒̿̑̕b̵͇̩̣͓͕̻̭̤̖̖͗͑̈́̓̈́̓̕ͅý̵̢̯̲̬̩͓̟̩̻̮̹ ̸̡̡̛͚̻̟̬̙̦̙̪͓̋̐̀͘͠ṱ̷̛͖̝̬̟͕̩͎͎͎̼̅͊͌̈́͂͊̊͠h̶̢̛̫͕͉̥̼͕͔͐̓̐̽̔͋̃̒͝e̵̮̳͆̽͘ ̵̡̬̟̜̲̮̰͉̘͚̫̔̎̅̐͛̒̏̑͠͝͠s̶̡̱̜̓̂̾̑̇ĩ̸͖̱̤̹̣̝̘͗̋̌͗̕̕g̷̙̲̳̖̠̞̋̀̍́̉̍̈́̾͆̂̈́͜͠h̵̨̏̏̾̿̆̈́̚̕ŝ̵̜̘͎͍̙̼͙͓͓̗̺́͋ ̷̜̺̫̹̘̗́̈́̐̀̂̕o̴̜̝̥̯̦͂̂̑͝ͅf̵̟̤̰̞͎͔̼̙̟͖̪͚͑ ̵̼̭̫̭̣̠̬̦̿͆̑̈̏̾̓̓͘ẗ̵̢̧̛͓́͗̈͂ȟ̸̲̯̺͇͖͙́ͅė̸̛̪̲̮͙̉̓̄ ̶͎̠̳̊ͅͅp̵̧̛̰͎̥̰̘͍̋́̽́͆̊͠e̷͔͙̐͒̇̆̽̀͊̕̕͝o̶̧̡̤͈̩̣͈̎̅p̴̫̼̩̯̳͖͈͖͍̣̹̄́̎̿l̶̢̥͍̟͓̣̬̋̇̾͑͋͐͗̆̕͘̚͜͠e̸͕̦̥̦͖̯̦̓̀̐̚ ̶͈̩͂̒p̶̜̙̰̏́͛̑̿͂̾̈́̊̈͆̚ȑ̵̗̬͈̜̟̍͝͝ê̴̠̙̬̠͙͖̥̹̩͖͒͗̀ͅc̵̛̩͔͕͈̹͉̫̜̮̀̐̓̿̏̐͐̽͝ï̵̡̞͓̟̈́̌̓̍͑̽͐̎͝p̷͇̦͎͓͔̗͋̑͛̈́ͅi̷̧̨̲͉̼̬͔͇̠̟̾t̶̢̢̖̙͍͍̻͓͓͛̒̇́́̔͑̊̚̚͝a̴̧͈͓̬̺̯̠͓͐̍͆͑͝t̶̢̧̙̣̻̱̩̑̃̐́̂̓͋̓̀̾̎e̵͍͖̒͗͛̀̏͊͘̚͘͝d̵̨̛̮̖̭̫̰̋͗͒̿̈́̈́͒͒̌̔ͅ ̵̠̪͔̪̓̓́̆͛͒͊̄ͅw̴̢̛̛͚̦͙̫͖͚̖̺͆̑͒͂͛̋̌̈́̌͝í̴̫̮̣̬̭̻̯͇͍̺́̓͗͊̅͛̌̊͜ͅt̵̫̎́̃̎h̶̬̼͈͙̦͕͋ì̶̡̫̦̦͕̈́̇̈́́̅ͅň̶̡̰͍̰͓̦͚̦͍̺͔̻̍̒̾́̋͗̀̀ ̵̛͖̯̙̘̹̝͎̥̹̌̿̀̑̌͆͋͘̚͝ͅt̶̞̩̳͒̌h̸͚̮̳͇̤͎̤̅̓͂͗̾́̓͘͠ę̶̨̧͙̼̪̯̪͒̈͗͛̏̑̓́́ ̸͚͙̮̬̭̤̝́d̴͍̮̣̹̲̣̫͔̜͓͎̟̽̉̍͝a̴̢̨̼̣̭͉̖̪͌̓͑́̎̈́́̓͘͘̚͝ͅr̵̹̞͉̮͍̞̣̳̽̓̊̑͐͗̾͛̌̀̚k̵̙͍̰̺͕͛̍n̷͎̹̠͉͇͂͋́̃̋͋͜e̸͓͑̂͛̑̀̚͠ş̶̧̱̯̭͚̍͐͝ş̵̳̼̞͇̣̪̙̣̞͉̫̔̈́̌͒̍̾͌,̷̻̠͙̯̌͊ ̵̥͌́̿p̷̨͔̫͍̙͑̂͂̓̿̐͝ë̵̛͓̬̺̝̗͈̤͉̮͚̖̙́̾̍̓̿͋̽͛͘ơ̷̥̮̐̀͂̂͊̓̄͊͒̉͝ͅp̶̟̫̣̯̗̳̦̀̾̑̉l̶͖̲̲̦̬̜̑͜͝é̸̼̲͎̪̺̲͈̠͓̏͘͜ ̸̨̯̓́̕t̷̜̲̦͔̞͒̃̍̓̚ḣ̴̛͍̦͙̱͙̉͐͗̃́̇̇͛͝á̵̧̞͈̼̳̹͕͕͚͙̝͖t̷̢̧̧̛̥̻̗̮̩͑́̀̒̋͑̋͜ ̴̨̛̫̪̮͉̯̥̥͜͠c̸̡̢̲͇͇̬͇̲̭̔̆̈́̚͠u̶̼̩̹̻̣̰͌̂̃͒̎̇͑͌͐̂̊̿r̵̛͍̠̹̻͓͍̱̭̭̔̈́̔̓̒̅͋͒s̴̭͙̤͖̯̗̈́̋̅͐ĕ̶͈̣͒̓̓̉̑͠ ̶̗͍͚͔̮̝͔͖̈́̾́̅̐t̶͎̫̜̪͑h̷̨̳͇͍͔̠́́ͅe̷̟̹̗̣̮̩͎̫̮͗̔́͋͊̾͌̒̿̚͜ ̷̡̖̱͇͍͚͐̍̌̑̆̈́̈́͜ͅl̶͕̙͉̃͐̈́̌̽͊̎͛̚͝i̷̮̫͋̉͒͌͗͒̆͝͝g̵̨̫͇̖̞͔͈̜̼̤̏̄̉́̎̓̚ͅḫ̴̺͉͌͌̀̈́͑͜͠ẗ̵̨́͐̃̃̆̆̓̇͛̉͜͠.̸̡̝̖̹͈͙̦̇̐̃͆̾͒͐͠ ̸̡̢̮̝̙̺̮̙̂͒̓̏T̵̺̦̝̰̎͌̐͌̎͐́̀̎h̸͇̣̓̒̀̀͐͂͑̇͘̕̚í̸̭̬̦͉̘̈́s̴̢̡̳̖̑͗̒͆̄̎̂̄͑ ̴̼̪̂̀̅̈̅̄̑͛ȋ̵̠̀̾̍̂s̶̹̼̦̩͊̉ ̴̨̡̗̹̟͇̣̬̩̀̈́͌͊͒̕͜͜͝m̵̢͖̭̼̯̗̳̥̎̈͌̓͜ÿ̸̨͚̣̤͐̒̇͋ ̸͓̀̑͂̿̍̐̉̕ḏ̵̢͚̠̹͍̗̼͍̪̫͉̆ỉ̶̛̺͍̭͇̈́̋̋̓̍͊́͘s̶̡̻͙͖̰̦̦̲̟̟̀̓͐̋͌̈́̚ͅg̷̝̼̿̏͊̎̏́̉̚͝r̸̳̝̣̺͇͚̆̀́̏á̴͕͇̹̐c̸̛͚͔̺̟̣͚̞͔̝̥͚̿̿̅͆̓͆̽͐ͅe̵̡̝̞̹̠̦͇̓̀̉ͅͅ.̸̢̡̨̖̱̟̯̾̂͛̔̐͋͒́͠ͅ"̵̢̬̥̺̪̫̈́͑̽̋

What has she ever done to deserve to suffer like this?

"̴̖̗̝̻̏͆̽̿̽͌B̵͎̯̤̦̬̝̃͋̽̇̎̐͘̚͜͝ȅ̷̹̘͎͇̋͂̕c̷̝̩̯̼̟̺̱̭̮̼͐a̶͕͒̈̔͛̇͒̋̕͝͝ư̴͚̺͙͓͚͔͓̪̆̓͂̈́̇͒̂̑̓͝͠s̸̛̘̖͍̈́̽̽́̅̿̿́̚͠e̷͕̞͊̔̏͊̌ ̵̡̣̺̰̼̹̟̇̚̕ǫ̴̜͊̓̀̎͛͋̐̆̉f̶̡̨͎̘͓̦̙͆ ̴̨̟͎̰̦͓͖̬͓̦̂̑̏͆̊h̴͍̥̰̳̒͌͐̌̉͝e̶͎͝r̴̻͙͉̘̦̞̰̿̋͗͊͆́̍̅ ̸̮̞̳̰̲̥̘͍̳̉͌̕͠ư̸̭̞̝̾̓͋́̐͊͊̆́n̶̛͕̅̏̈́͛̔͘͝s̸̨̟̥͍͉̹̒̈́͝u̴͈̣̫͔̳̇̌̉̍̊̏̏́́̽͜͝l̴̡͎̜͖̤͖̀̓̐̏͜ͅl̷̺̰͖̉̌̽̈́͆͑̈́̄̚͝͠ͅi̷̧̼̗̟̼̓̋́̐̈̾̑̋͘͘ḕ̵̡͚̭͕̼͇͓̺̹̮̖̍͗͋͝ͅḑ̴̲̹͖̻̼̭͙͒̑̈̆͐͂̈́͛͘͘͜͠͠ ̵̡̜̲̥͉̦̱̺̥͕̽͌͌̈́̓͠ģ̵̙͕̫̹̮̩̃̍̊̏͆̽̉̽l̷̝̐̆͂́̓̂̊̀͆̃͂ŏ̸̩̓̿͠r̷̨̘̮͈̙̺̼̞̺͍̪̱̈́̈́͐̍̆̌̀̓̈́̓ý̸̡̧̮̫͖͚̑̓̈̿͗̈̂͝͠,̴̥̯̑͋ ̷͚̱̈̓͠I̸̛͍̬̬̽͆̓̕ ̸̧͚͍̭̤̯̫̝͕̗͉̥͂̑̓̈́̈́̈̇̂͋̔͂̕ṃ̸̟̙̺͈̞̩͛̚͘͘̚ͅù̸͔͔͕̫͇͊̈́̂͐́̓ͅs̵͈̰̖͎̓̈̒̐̈͝ţ̷̛̙͖̺̹̑̿͋͆̈͛͑͂͒͝͝ ̵̰̠̣̭̎̂͗̂f̵̦̖̝̻͋͑́͗̎̓̔̉̕͝ͅȏ̸̧̩̯͖̣͍͕̹͔̩̰̀̀̆̈̍͂̂̾͑͌r̶͉͔̘̱̒͆̈́̎̍͘ḙ̷̡̱̬̳̗͖̇v̵̡̨̜̥̯̠̗͇̈ẽ̴͙̝̃́̿̀̓̃̐r̵̡̭͔̒̆́̑̆̋̊ ̸̧͙͓̩͇̯̗̪̩̪̿͛͛̔̓̂͋̅͆̾͘͜͝b̸̨͖͔̦̥̭̹͕͔̿̌̂̃͐̋͆̑̕͝͝͝e̷͍̟̤̿̔̉̎̃ ̶̨͔̩͍̔̑̒̂̈́̋̚͝ḇ̵̙̳̱̳̗͇͇̤̰̫̰̈̈́̀̽̋̃̍͠ḙ̷̡̩̞̩͙̿̌̾͘͝l̸̺̺̳͓̲̟͔̱̠͕̥̂͆̒̉͗ͅî̶̝̟̘͍̻̜̣̾̍t̷͎̰̏̓ͅt̷̘͎̗̃͂́̈́̄̌̀́̊̌̿̚l̶̤̘̗̞̃̈́͒͂̿͐e̵̜̜̪͈̦͎̟͑̈́̈́̓͜͝͝d̴͓̺̝͍̣̒́͆̊̏̈́̇͑̏͝͠ͅ.̸̨̹͚̳͉̙̮͎̍̇̓̔͊̋̍̚"̶̰̦͓͎̦̻̺̱͖̗͛̿̈́̃͗̽̕͜͝͝ͅ

All she had ever done was followed Oriko's orders! What was so wrong with that!


"̵̘̮̒̐Y̵̛̜͚̣̗͚͍̭͚̖̯̘̾̄̽o̴̝̼̯̓̀̃ṷ̵̡̧͔͚̘̝̺̯̬̟̽̑͗̒̌͗̓̀ ̷̲̠̝̀̀̋̉͑̍̔̂̎̕͠a̷͚̜͈̠͖̦̅̈́̀͛̑͗͝ͅr̵̜̈́̇̓e̸̛̜͎͇̮̜͓͑̀̈̐͆̍̂́̈́̈́͘,̵̻̠̭̒̎̽̾̽̊̄̆̈̅̈́ ̵̜̙͓͓̹̞̓ṯ̷̩̺̝̪̥͖̳̟̔̆̈́̊͑̋̅̌̉͋͝͝ͅẖ̷̰̻̩̰̞̪͉̙͑̀͆̋̿͛͒̃̿͝e̷̝̹͖̖͙͔͗̽̊͂̎ ̸̛̛̮̣̦̊̑̈͆̑́̊̑͠͝s̸̨̛̝͍̝̦͙͔̘̈͆͊̇̏̓͊å̴̧̘̠̥̗̩͈̌̂c̷̖̹͎̮̙͕͑̒̽́̔̕ŗ̴̘̳̭͍̻̊͒̿̊̈́͊̿͑̒̚̚͠í̴̗̱̭̟͈̮̂͊̅͐͗̇̋͝f̴̞͉̣̝̙̏̊̃́͛͑̿̏͑í̷̡͚̳̞̄ç̶̼̱͇̫̹̣͓̑̆̅̔̽̀͜͠ę̸̨̛̯̗̹͉̩̰͓̫̪̉̐͒͘̕͘.̶͎͚͚̗̟̟̭̹͎̈̑͑͛̈͋̀̌ ̷̨̢͈̳̰͍͕͙̯̖̄̎̂̀͂̔̏͝͝ͅĢ̶̡̥̥̻̖̖͔̰̲̰͊̈́̅̒̈́͆̈̕͜o̴̥̤̗̳͇̞̻̹͇͒͛̀̿͋̔̉͘ơ̸̢̧̨̛͓̖̗̱̣̜͍̞͐̉͆́̎͗͋͌̂͜d̵̲̘̯̦̞̹̝̲̽̏̈́̇̍̒́̾̇̽̈́,̵̡͍̫͚̺͈́͛̄̂̅͛̓͂̑͐͘ͅ ̶̠̈́̐͑̏ǵ̸̖̼͔̲̤̲̰̟͍̝̩̌̈͗̃̃̈́͊͂̾i̵̡͖͇͍̬̍v̸̩̟̳̤̽́̊̎́͗̈́̉̿͗̏̒e̶̜͇̳̼̮̩̞͂ ̴̜̘̥̦͚̜̮̺͓̩̬̃̈͐̾͗̈́ͅm̶̫̗͔̯͉̗̭̎̎̓̿͆̀̈́̈́̽̃ę̷͓̬̺̙̜̗͚͔̺͓̿͊̒̐̔̄͠͝ͅ ̵̞̘̞́͒̈́͐̈́͒͂͐͘͠͠ͅm̷̞͚̲͖̰͉̱͓̃̇̊̀͛̃̉͘̕͠͝ͅò̸̺͉͚̽r̵̯͍̘̹̻̩̀́͑͒̍͌̊ȩ̸͙̘̟͉̜͇͔̼̺͇͎̄̓̿̓̄,̸̡̌̽̈́̏̆̋͘ ̶̡̨̠͈͓̗̰̩̫̗́̈́̑͐̓̂y̴̛͈̹͎͚͛͆̈́̒ȏ̴̘͕̟͖̟͙̹̆̀͂̋̑̕u̵̠̽̎̔͗̑̌͜r̴̟͖̫̱͈̼͉̦̈́ ̴̹̹͎̳̣̻̩͍̼̙͍͖̿͑͌̀͛̌͛̍̃̕b̶̢̨̯͎͉̠͕͖̟͓̯̠̐͊̇͗͝l̵̳̫̩̀̋͊͘͜ǫ̵̼̥̙͎̫͇̞̫̫̩̀͆̽̌̅̒̀̂̄̍͘͝ò̸̭̤̜̘͇̘̹̞̺̪́̌́̕d̵͙̬̱̤̺͔̱̾̓̃͐̏̓̆̄ ̴̲͔̺̤͗a̴̛̹̬̯̩̙̖̯͆̏̈́͌̀̀̄́̀̃n̶̮̬̪͓̜͎͗̓͐͝͝d̵̗͎͍́̎̋̽̒̈́̈́͂ͅ ̶̢̛̛̘̤̝̣̞̮͎͎̃̔̓̆̓f̴̜̥̫̎̓͌̓̊͋͒͘l̶̪̰̟͖̫̟̞̇͜ė̷̢͕̣̫ͅs̷̳͖̀̑̽͆̃͠h̵̢̯̦̪̩̖̾̄̀̄̾̅̓͊͒͂̐,̵̣̰̜̺̞̈́͂̈̾́̌͑̂̊̏̚̕ ̶̡̡̠̲͈̝͕̈́̌͊́͛͋́͂́͝ý̷̧͓͖̑̃͆̕͜o̶̡̺̦͙̬̪̻̦͓̳͚̊̓̿̿͂̋̈̾̕̕u̵͓̤͖̯͉̬̺̻͇̇̿r̵̮͙̗̻̬̟͛͌ ̵̜̱̦̼̫͓̓̐͐̋̒̀͗̐͘l̵̨̳͙̥͉̱̅̈̒̔́̅̏͠í̴̻͊̉̀͒͜f̶͔̩̫͉̥̞̘̗̗̊̇̏͊̍͑̎͘ͅē̵̠͎̪̆̈͊́͗͆͝ͅ.̶̡͝"̷̨̧̺͙̱̼̖̒̀̄̇̃̉̌

Berserker was her servant, wasn't he? So why? Did he really hate her that much?

"̸̨̢̡̛̯̖͕̪̜̪̟͒̓̅̆̀́̚͘̕L̴̗̳̰̘̮̠̣̖̱̏̔̒̚̕̕e̶̝̠̎́̾̉͊̔̑̔͠͝ť̶͖̹̌̏ͅ ̴̘͗̋̓̑̏̅̈͒̕͠͝t̴̥̫̮͙͓̾̆̓͘h̶̟̥̳̎̋͑͗̓̃͘e̶̢̧̨̤͎͖̮̜̩̓͂̈́̿̓͘͝m̵̳̪̺͎̰͎͇̺̫̝̏́̑͒̂͒̂͘͝͠ ̶̢̖̞̪̻̺͋͗͐̒̄͑̑́̎͘͘ḯ̸̜͇̠͕̮̍̋̔͜g̸͙̘̝͑͛̐̓̐͑͆̈́̽͠ņ̵̛͚͙͎̭̯͎́̔̃͋̎̕͘̕ī̶̢̧͉̲̹͖̰̇͋́̀̈́̀̿t̸̢̧̢̝̘̥̱͙͇̟̫̳͋͒̌̈̾e̵̢̠̠̱̖͙̺̣͒́̕͘͜ ̸̡̲͉̮͎͍̼͕̉̆̍̃̽̔́͘͝͝͠ͅm̸͖̈́͗̎̑̀̈́͊̕̚͜͝ͅy̴͖͚͕̖̬̤̪͕̲͑͆̕ͅͅ ̷̥̥͓̙̊͂̓́͐͌̆̄͝͠ḧ̷̛̙̦͉̖̗̻̤͖́͛͊͐̑͌̍̉͋͌a̴̩͚̟̯͕̭̤̽͐̆̀̾̏̐̿̕͠t̴͉̬̩̠͇̪̘̣̗̳̍̈́̾̇̒̇̅͑̇̒͋̚r̸̛̠̹̙̱̺͗͘͜ͅͅę̸̢͚͓͚͍͎̯͓̈̿ͅd̴̨̟͍͉͊̃͌̎̉̐ͅ—̷̡̧̨̻̘͇̰̗̯̤͚̣͋̐͛̈́͗͗͒̒͊͗̕͝!̵̛̙̈́̄̓!̶͓͝"̵̨̧̛̫̯̲̪̫̊̈́͗̒̀͑͝͠

Kirika's eyes snapped open, and she lay there in bed for several minutes, struggling to calm her sharp and ragged breathing. Drenched in sweat, Kirika threw off the baggy black shirt that she slept in, and reached over to Oriko's side of the bed to grab one of her pillows, clutching it tight to her chest. That side of the bed was cold, something that Kirika had been forced to get used to ever since that day; but the pillow still smelled like her Oriko, so even without the real thing beside her, she could calm herself.

Kirika lay like this for a few minutes, until her mind had calmed enough and she realized that something was amiss. No light came in through the curtains, and the scent of breakfast was nowhere to be smelled. Reaching over to the alarm clock on Oriko's nightstand, she saw that the time was barely after four-thirty. She hadn't even gotten three hours of sleep.

Oriko was by far the smarter of the pair; Kirika knew that, accepted it, and happily lived with it- What did she need to think, when Oriko could do the thinking for her, had always been her way of living. But Oriko wasn't here now, and judging by how cold her half of the bed was, hadn't been for some time. Reluctantly, Kirika put on her thinking cap and her shirt; now, it was her turn.

With some difficulty, Kirika managed to drag herself out of bed - falling flat on her face as she momentarily forgot that her legs were missing when she tried to get up - and headed towards the master bathroom. Even though a trip to the bathroom shouldn't have taken long enough for Oriko's side of the bed to grow cold, Kirika knew that Oriko had had trouble sleeping lately. If she had just fallen asleep on the toilet...

But no; there was no Oriko to be found in the master bathroom. The kitchen could be instantly ruled out by scent - or the lack thereof - alone, but there were plenty of other places Oriko might be. In her legless state, Kirika had grown accustomed to being carrying up and down the stairs by Oriko; bridal-style, and frequently accompanied by a kiss. She would have to make due without those comforts.

Carefully, Kirika crawled down the stairs. Her hand missed a step, and she was sent tumbling down the rest of the way, smacking her face against the floor for a second time. She didn't let that stop her; she wouldn't; she couldn't. Determination and love turned her blood to a burning frenzy as she dragged her body across the floor, checking the living room, the study, everywhere she could think to check, all the while calling out "Oriko! Oriko! Where are you?"

A trip out to check in the garden brought with it a layer of dirt coating her arms, shirt, stomach, and underwear; but still no Oriko. Kirika wasn't sure how long she had spent searching, but by now it was clear that Oriko was nowhere to be found. Oriko - her Oriko - was gone. All she could do was lay her head down and cry.

Lancer found her in the garden some time later, still laying in the spot where she had given up, the tears having dried up long ago. "Mistress Kure, is something the matter?" Lancer asked, picking Kirika up and brushing some of the dirt from her body. "I heard you calling for my master; is everything alright?"

"She's gone!" Kirika screamed, burying her head into Lancer's chest as the tears returned in full force. "She's gone she's gone she's gone and I can't find her anywhere!"

Lancer sat Kirika down in one of the garden chairs, and crouched down until she was at eye level with her master's lover. "It is true; she is nowhere to be found inside the mansion. But you need not cry, mistress. We can still find her."

This was the first bit of good news Kirika had received all night. "We can?" she asked, wiping away her tears with the less-dirty of her hands. "How?"

"One of my runes can be used to aid in tracking, do you remember?" Kirika nodded. Lancer smiled, and pulled something out from the inside pocket of her jacket- A phone in a soft, silver-coloured case. Oriko's phone! "And, I believe you will find the hunt much easier if you have other people assisting you."​
 
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Day 21 Chapter 1
"You did great out there today, Homura-chan!" Madoka said, smiling brightly at you. "I can't believe that was your first witch, too! You really handled that like a pro!"

"Y-You think?" you stammer back. "I-I just..." you can't tell her; you can't tell her that you've killed that same witch, just one timeline ago. She'd never believe you. "I just did what felt natural, you know?"

"Still, I'm really impressed. You were so cool out there, that I..." Madoka's voice trails off as she stares at you. In an instant you feel something soft, and just barely wet, touch your cheek, and Madoka's face has turned a brilliant red. She looks like a red cabbage.

Your heart seizes up as your brain realizes what just happened. "Ka-Kaname-san! Wha- What was that for?" You can't let her know that you want her to do it again.

Madoka shrugs, and with a smile ever-widening, says "You looked so cute, Homura-chan. I just, felt like doing it!"


The buzzing of your phone rudely interrupts your slumber. You had been having such a nice dream, too. You take a moment to wipe the line of drool running from your open mouth onto your practice sheet - it isn't much, but you can see some progress on your practice sheet. You've
[ ] improved your skill at imbuing your arrows with a freezing ability.
[ ] gained the ability to drain small amounts of energy from an object.
[ ] gained the ability to induce a ten-second stasis in small objects.
-before reaching for your phone- It's Mikuni Oriko. What could she possibly want with you at this hour?

"Akemi Homura speaking," you say; but upon hearing the voice on the other line, you immediately realize that it isn't Mikuni Oriko calling you.

<You've got to help me! Oriko- She- She's gone missing! I can't find her anywhere!>

Kure Kirika's voice is frantic. If nothing else, you can be sure that she isn't trying to prank you by calling this late at night- Correction, this early in the morning. "Kure Kirika, I need for you to calm down, and explain the situation to me, calmly."

<I- I woke up, and Oriko wasn't there. I've gotten used to her not being there when I wake up, ever since then, but this was different. Usually, she'll be downstairs making breakfast, and she'll come up to get me when she's done. But, I didn't smell anything, and when I went downstairs to check, I couldn't find her anywhere. Please, you've got to help me find her!>

Do you
[ ] Ignore her; she can deal with this on her own
[ ] Ask for more information
-[ ] What do you ask
[ ] Head over and help her look
-[ ] By yourself
-[ ] Call up Tomoe-san for assistance
--[ ] Where should you look? (write-in)
[ ] Other (write-in)



Tuesday, 5 April 2011

Major objectives:
Homura
- Grow your social capital with Kaname Madoka, Miki Sayaka, Shizuki Hitomi, Tomoe Mami, and Sakura Kyouko
- Cultivate your alliance with Mikuni Oriko and Kure Kirika
- Track down and eliminate the servant Assassin before it can cause further harm
- Investigate the "Church of the Righteous Sister" and prevent the catastrophe of the "black mountain" from occurring
- Further your knowledge of rune magic and practice your chosen rune(s)
- Prevent Kaname Madoka and Miki Sayaka from contracting and becoming puella magi
- Defeat the witch known as Walpurgisnacht

Archer
- Investigate, identify, and prevent the occurrence of the event that caused a fundamental force of this universe to be twice overwritten
- Protect your master from harm in this unusually dangerous loop
- Further your master's skills in magecraft, now that she has mastered the fundamentals of Projection
- Aid your master in coordinating her allies so that they stand a better chance of defeating Assassin, as well as any other threats that may appear​
 
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I'll try.
̶͔͖͍̠̮͔̀͂͒̈́̂̄̒̉̕͠a̸̛̙͉̥͚͉̓̾̾̂́͊͗̐͌͝͝m̴̼̟̤̺͔̂̎̍̒́̔̕̚͠͝ ̵̨͈̊̋̉͐̂̄͋͝t̶̡̢̨̤͇̳̟̱͔̎̈́ͅh̸̛͉͓̗̮̯̖͖̾͗̏͛̐͜è̸̢̜̩̪̠̠͖̥̠̇̓͂̄̓̒͝ ̷̧̣͈̀͊̓́́͛̏̊̈́ạ̷̺̈́ļ̸̛̛͓͐̔͑̂̅̔̀̓͆̚í̵̢̧̥̣̖̩̩͍̜͍̬̾̿̌͑̈́͆͋̿͂̚͜ē̶̺̟̰̦͎͎̟̂̓̈́̇͐̂n̷͈̭͙̦̦̭̰̆͋̑̐̄à̶̟̯̪̬̲̪͚̙̪̠̝̠t̸̨̢̡̛͈̪̼̖̹̦̝̟̱͑̆̀̉̏͘͝͝ȅ̷̪̋̑̔d̷̬͆̎͠͝͝,̶̢̡̡̽̽̃̀́ ̵̢̻̠̥͐̊͆͒́̔̋́̕̚t̷̛̼̳̟͖̓̉̈̀͊̂̽̒̎̕͠h̵̢̡̡̻̬̝̭̭̘͔̄̈̄̇̀͝è̴̛̯͈̙̲̓̈́͗͘ ̶̢̱͕̖̉́́͠r̶̨̝͈̩̻̟̬͒ͅi̸̢͎̼̱̟̣͉͙̠͔̺͊̄͌͐̂͛̊̀͘̚ḑ̵̼̯̮͕̥͓̫̈́̂̒̀́͜͝i̵̫̰͓̤̹̿̂c̸̥͎̫̫̹͉̃͋̔̏̐̈́́͝͝ư̶͕̻̘̫̗͜l̶̲̘̜̮̟͙̤͖̊͋́̃͋͠ͅe̵̝̫̙͒ḑ̵̲̤͆,̸̮͎͂ ̸͕̗̘͇̞̳̱̭̣̈́̓̃̋̅̊͜ṱ̵̲̞̤͖̖͙͍͆̄h̶̗͚͉̀͂̉̽͆̍͂̽͗̀͘e̷̡̨̳̣̩͌͌̓̈́͜ ̴͙̻͕̩͖͖̱͐̈̒͌̈́̽̕͝͝d̶̝̯͉̰̙̣͑e̶͍̹͕͎̥͉͐͆̋̀̏̍̊͆͘ș̷̢̧̣̗̱̳̝̗̌̉p̸̨̹̖̖̗͕̖̼̃̀̆̔͛͜i̴͕̝̤͔̒̎̒̈̋̂́̕͘͠͝ś̴̝͋͒͗ę̵̳̜̳̙͒̊ḋ̸̛̯̟̼̦̭̣̈́̋͂͊͂͋̂͆͜.̸̡̬͙̩̪̺̰̘͕̳̦̿̈́̓ ̵̙̣͔̘͓̘̗̑̾̔̄̿͝Ņ̸͖͍̞͚͇͍̹͙̪̖̒̉͑͆́͐̋̎͊̀̂͝o̸̧͙͉͙̳͉̘̺̭̺͛̉̿̾̀̈́̊̂̽̚̚͜ ̷͓̏̀̉̌͝ñ̵̝͎̩͉̋̄̿̓ͅe̷̠̮̮̱̭͔̪̮͙͎̮͂̒̐͒̂̋̚͜e̶̡̨̺͍͓͔͉͍̣̖̦͙̓̎̎̓͛̑̚d̵̛͖͚̤̰̒̑̈̑͊̇̃̀̌̈́ ̶͚̥͆̍͛̔͗̀̂́̅͐t̴̨̳͉̜̩͙̖̜̠̣͕͎͛̓̑̊ợ̶̠̻͉̫͔̰̦̖͈́̃̈́́͠ ̸̢͓̜̲̥̗͚̠̹͌̄͂̈͗̊͆̊̅͠͝p̶̱̜̄͠͝r̴̦̮̞̩̖̙̲̈́̓͂͂̿a̶̡̹̼̳͛̂̓͐̂̊i̸̬̞͇̼͍͈̓́̀̾͌̈͌̕͠ͅs̶̡̭̭̱̜͙̟͓̙͉̮͋̊͜ȩ̸̖̼̬̭͚̞̯̟̈͘ ̸̨̤̺̭͈̩͎̍̈́̾̔̄̓̍̕͠m̸̧̮͕͍͎̩̥̤͚̈̀͂̌̎͂̒̾͠y̸̨̹̳̩͎̒͑͆̏͗͊̽̾ ̸̡̛̛̬͓̜͙̬̻̼̥͖̣̘͛̾̆͒͋͊͝ǹ̵͍̝͓̠̜̙͉̤͖̻̑͑̽̑́́̊͗͘a̴̡̭̹̗̓̀́̈́̑̄̓̀̓ṁ̸͕̗͈͉̭̗̣͒͌̇̆͛̈́̚͝͝ͅë̸̩̌͑̂̒.̴͖̳̩̄̓̄͂̿̏̿̾̐͆͌͘ͅ ̴̧̧̡̼̦̰͇̺̖̫̯̂̌̕͜N̸̡̨̤̖̣̩̲̦̪̝̝̍̽̀̀̄̀́̐̑͐̀̎o̷̩͇̪̞̼͉̱̥̓̔̃̏ ̷̧͖̺̰͕̩̜̙͍̓̎̑̉͆n̵̙͂͐̍ĕ̵͔͎̾͌͗͒͗͌͐̂̄́̄ę̵̢̮͍̐́́̈d̷̪͂̓̒̔̔͛̉̊̚ ̴͎̪̠̦̬̊̈́͒̅̅̒t̵̨̀͆̑̈̕ọ̷̲̊͂̏̇̈̈̉̆̀̋̈́ ̸͓͖͈̮́̐͆̓̓̓́͂͋͠e̶͙̊̿̍̈̆͐̈́̚̕̚͝n̶̨̼̗͚͒̿̊̑͛́̅̚v̸̥͇͇̰̳̻̯͕͔̥̹̋̓͛̀̇͆̕͝ý̷̛̘̠̠̳̀͂̍̄̈͘͝ ̶̞͓̤̮̱͔̮̭̰̀̍͑͌̎̔̕͝ͅm̶̟͙͉̗̼̩͍̖̟̆̓͋̃͑̽̿̆̄̏͠ý̶̝̮̪ ̵͚̟̠͎̫͉͈͇͋͛̉͗͛̈́̂̾̕ͅb̷̢̼͎͇͔̺̼̓̋͆ỏ̸͕̆͗̈́̂̂̈́̌̏̆̿̏d̶̢̡̟̖̝̩͎̾y̶̡̞̤͔̺͇̭̐.̴̲̩͓̞̬̫͎͎̘̩̋͝"̷̡͕̫͇̯̻̤̤͍͗

"I am the alienated, the ridiculed, the despised. No need to praise my name. No need to envy my body."

I̸̢̛̞̤͈͆̽̂͗̏̅͘͝͠͝ ̴̥͓͙͙͖̼̆̉ȃ̴̲̣̩̯̝̙͘m̸̦͇̪̃͂̊́̐͛͗͋̅͛̚ ̵̢͍̫̘̹̭̔́ẗ̷̢͚͙̘̼̜̳͈͈́̒̊̌̀̎̈́̂́͊͜ḧ̵̨͎͕͍̻́̋͐̏̒e̴̡̪̝̰̰̯̗̹̪͕͊̆͑̎͂͐̈̒͜ ̷̡͔̤̤̰̫̦̘̤̖̟̆͗̌͗͌̚̕ͅs̶͔̺̽͛̄ͅh̵̨͙̟̯̝̊́̓a̷̢̖͇͈̥̗͎̬͌̍͗̓͑̿͌̾͘͝d̵̼̰̦̄͝ơ̶̥̰͕͚̥̫̣͓͆͜w̴̡̢̘̼̰̞̗̎̌̈́́͝ ̴̫͋͐͊́̃͌u̴͇̳͎͙̦̳̞͐̏͊̎̈́̐̅n̸̢̮̯̱̬͌͋̄̍̿̌̿̀͑̅͜͠͝d̴̡̺͉̱́͌̀̉̚e̶̛̮̯̅͗̎̔̽̚̕r̸̼̦̖̪̦͙͆̆̿͗̊͘ͅ ̵̢̢̲̝͚͕͕͈͑͊͛̈́̅̚t̴̨̖͑ḩ̷̜̻̖̲̭̊̓͋͒͑͑̑͑̆̕ę̸̧̨̹̥̟̳̗͈̻̌͂̈́̂͌́̏́͒̈͜ ̵̱̟̽̎̅̃̓̓̚͝r̷̝̓̿̑̾͗̓͊̀͝ͅa̶͖͂͋́̓͑̉̓̋̉̈́̐d̵̖̤̦̗͓̳̲̳̞̽͒̎͌ĭ̴̧̖̪̑̎̈́̓̎̏̅ȁ̴̮̪̹̞̤̮͕͈͙̎̿͜͜n̵̥̞̼͕̤͈̹̻̪̞̦̆̿̒͌̓̂̊͠c̷̺̱̈́̊̋̈́̐͑͂̏͆̚͘è̷͙̻̟͛̎͜͝ ̵̨̢̧̦̰͈̱̗̺̱̠̔̉̍͗͗̓̈́͌o̷̧͈̖̱̯̟̼͈̟̹͒͛̐f̵̝̑̉͋́̆̐̚͝ ̶̧̮̗̯͈͚̰̖͍̫̮̩̑̃̔ȟ̴̡̹̙̬̻͇͔̪̥́͜ͅe̶̤͇̪̥̟̊̀͊̑̒̄̈́̎͂͝r̵̙̼̭̈̒̏͝ơ̵̡̰̖̗͖͚̭̤͋̓́̉̍̋̈ͅî̶̙̤̥̠̟̙̊̆̿̃̇̈̅̎c̸̛̮̼͓̼̹͓̟̙̳͚͉͊̏̈́́̉̚ ̸͎̤̾̌̽̂̈̍̌̓s̶̛̰̝̟̅̔̂p̷͕͌̈̿̿̄͆̀̏͝ĭ̶̮̖̘͍̓̎̋r̷̼͎̜̤̱͎̯̘̩̅̓̉̐̊̽̀̚͠ͅị̵̢͍̫͔͖̫̞͎̥̞͉̈́̐̕ṭ̴̨̩͈͔̭͔͖́̍̈́̔s̷̢̢̛̛̥̩̞̩̄̇̃̌̂.̸̠̟̋̈̌͂̂̍͌̂̏͘ ̸̡̭̻̘̦̼͔̰̰̦̙͜͠B̶̛̜̪̋̿̐̿̕̕i̶̜̺̮̙̋̅̄́̊̌͗̕͘̕r̷̦̙̺̖̙̺̹̯̟̳̽͒̌̂͂͋̿̆̿ͅͅť̷̙͍̼̘͔̖̐̈́̃͜ḩ̴͖̼̿͘ͅȇ̶̲̩͚̭̆́͝͠ͅd̷̨̢͇͔̪̣̙̙̬̙͋̓́̈́͛̕͜ ̴̗̰̞̥̪͙̦̰͍͎̦̐͌́̔͌͛̅̑̿̄͘ͅǫ̶̧̳̜̀̅̿̅͑̓̔͝f̷̨̡͚̲̬͙̩̾̅̐̎̅̉͗͠ ̶̟̗̼̼̀̿̇̎̓̇̑̓̿͑͘̕ͅt̸͉͚͎̦̫͎̬̦̱̟̂̔̐͜h̷̡̛̻̳̭̭͈̰̙̼̹ͅȇ̶̡̧̛͕̬̖̤̥͙̠̇̈́̏̑̀̔̔̚ ̸̨̥̰̲̝́́́̕͝͠d̴̢͍͓̟̥̣̭͍̬͚̲̀͌̾̐́̈́̒̍̚ã̶͉̖̲̖̻͎͛͒̌͂̓̍r̷̨̢͙͎̟̤̹̖͛̔̓̌̽̆̕͜k̸̩͖̳͛̀̿̈͐̍n̵͈̖͌̐͐̈́̾̕̕͜ę̷̛̟̯̥̽͌̊̋̏͑͐̃͑ͅͅs̵̲̖̖͙̙̮͎͎̳̘͋̐͆͜s̸̠̩̓̒̿̉́́̈́͂̋͆ ̴̝̝͉̳́̾̽̓͋̈̄́͘̚͜͝o̴̱͒̏̅͋̈́̿̓͝f̷͖̺͉̺̹̅͗͠ ̸͇͈̆g̶̛͓̤̻̊͑̑̓̊̍̌͊l̵̬̿̋̐̓ó̶͎̹͎̆̐͝ͅȓ̸̢͉̟̘̭̥͇̖͖̭̞͎̆̽̈́̌̀́̋ỉ̶̡̗͖͎̱͈̗͔̄̈̽̓̌͋̈́͊̃̉͐ͅo̶̗̼̦͕̮͍̊̾͐̐̉̈́̿̽͒̈́͜͝͝ų̶̨̢̰̤̪̫̖̳̬̈̇͝ş̵̛̮̭̙̃͆͗͂̎̅̚̚͝͝͝ ̵̦̭̱͎̖̅̒̽́̊̊͑̈͘͘ļ̵̛̣͈̰̞͂̄̌̌͑̈͝͠ę̴̣̫͉͉͎̲̫̥͛̋̽͐͒̉̚g̴̦̗̤̘̤̳̃̀̇̿̾͝͝͠͝ẹ̵͓̜̰̝͕͇̹̩͙̝̜̓̒̅̊́̑̑̈́͂̽͐n̷͈̅͐̌̔̾̃̕̚͠ḑ̶̛͖̗̪̯̮̣͉͚͕͇̩̓.̴̗̼͎̘͍̋̉̌̈́̔͂͒̍̃́̀͝"̵̲̗̼̹̭̜̣͓̋̇̌͂͊

Why did she have to endure this, night after night?

"I am the shadow under the radiance of heroic spirits. Birthed of the darkness of glorious legend."

Á̵̢̘̻͉̬͓̳͈͚̼̝̈́̉͜n̵͎̟̳̻͕̖͔̓̂̔̈́̊͑̂̏̿̋̆͜͝d̴̯̣̋̓̔̀͊̂̈́̈͜͜͠ ̷̹̥͙̫̭̟͙̤͕̹̊̊́̓͋͛͝s̵̢̡̹̥̝͖̀ơ̵̖͖̭̲̤͔̖̝͛̃̋̇͒́̒,̷͎̺̹̳̻̮̙̘͙͓̤̿́͋̅̍̒̌̐̐͝ ̵̢̪͋I̵̳̙̘͂͠ ̴̢̢̛͕̥͚͍̱̹͉̯̽̌͜͝h̸̰̩͗̏͋a̶̧͕̞̲̍͑̌͐̇͊͘ṭ̶̡̢̧̛̟̫͖͍̥̘̖̈́͗̀̆̉̚͝ē̷̩̳̣̫̩̦͖̜͈̠͕̊͐̑̍̿̈́͆͝ͅ,̶̛̺̻͖̮̪͙̠̘͙̈̈́͐̉͠ ̷̛͓̌̊̓̍͆̓I̴̗̜̣̮̝͙͓͆̓͘͝ ̸̢͉̗̜̣́̄͆̊͘͜r̸̬̭͐̓́́e̷͕̫̓̋̍̓́̐̃̀͘̕̕s̵̢̧͙̭̩͔̞͍̬̳̯̗̉́e̵̥̤̼̞̥̫͖̿̓̉̄̄̂̏̓̈́́̔ņ̸̮̲̪̅t̸̢͚̤̹̟͍͉̱̯̐͌͗͗͂͑̚.̶̧̛̬̺̬͙̮̞̝͔͔̗̟͊̏̄̅͋̿ ̸̧̨̪̪̥̹͙̌̀͘͜͝N̵̘͔̝̼̳͇̊̓̊͌̄̓̊́̔̚͝ͅö̴̙̗̘͓̪̫̭́͑̃͜u̷͇͎͒̔̃͂͑̽̆̏̇̑͝ř̵͈̦̟̱͕͌͠ͅi̸̞̭͙̗̤̿́̃͗͌̊͋͠͝s̴̥͕̞̪͕͑͆̄̓̿h̵̨͓͙̣͖͉͈̯̯̏̅̂̃͛̾̚̚͝ͅe̴̗̞̫͕͈̱̓̍̏̔̄̌͛̈̕ͅd̸̬̓̇̈́͌̒̾̋̅͝ ̴̩̤́̃̈̒̿̑̕b̵͇̩̣͓͕̻̭̤̖̖͗͑̈́̓̈́̓̕ͅý̵̢̯̲̬̩͓̟̩̻̮̹ ̸̡̡̛͚̻̟̬̙̦̙̪͓̋̐̀͘͠ṱ̷̛͖̝̬̟͕̩͎͎͎̼̅͊͌̈́͂͊̊͠h̶̢̛̫͕͉̥̼͕͔͐̓̐̽̔͋̃̒͝e̵̮̳͆̽͘ ̵̡̬̟̜̲̮̰͉̘͚̫̔̎̅̐͛̒̏̑͠͝͠s̶̡̱̜̓̂̾̑̇ĩ̸͖̱̤̹̣̝̘͗̋̌͗̕̕g̷̙̲̳̖̠̞̋̀̍́̉̍̈́̾͆̂̈́͜͠h̵̨̏̏̾̿̆̈́̚̕ŝ̵̜̘͎͍̙̼͙͓͓̗̺́͋ ̷̜̺̫̹̘̗́̈́̐̀̂̕o̴̜̝̥̯̦͂̂̑͝ͅf̵̟̤̰̞͎͔̼̙̟͖̪͚͑ ̵̼̭̫̭̣̠̬̦̿͆̑̈̏̾̓̓͘ẗ̵̢̧̛͓́͗̈͂ȟ̸̲̯̺͇͖͙́ͅė̸̛̪̲̮͙̉̓̄ ̶͎̠̳̊ͅͅp̵̧̛̰͎̥̰̘͍̋́̽́͆̊͠e̷͔͙̐͒̇̆̽̀͊̕̕͝o̶̧̡̤͈̩̣͈̎̅p̴̫̼̩̯̳͖͈͖͍̣̹̄́̎̿l̶̢̥͍̟͓̣̬̋̇̾͑͋͐͗̆̕͘̚͜͠e̸͕̦̥̦͖̯̦̓̀̐̚ ̶͈̩͂̒p̶̜̙̰̏́͛̑̿͂̾̈́̊̈͆̚ȑ̵̗̬͈̜̟̍͝͝ê̴̠̙̬̠͙͖̥̹̩͖͒͗̀ͅc̵̛̩͔͕͈̹͉̫̜̮̀̐̓̿̏̐͐̽͝ï̵̡̞͓̟̈́̌̓̍͑̽͐̎͝p̷͇̦͎͓͔̗͋̑͛̈́ͅi̷̧̨̲͉̼̬͔͇̠̟̾t̶̢̢̖̙͍͍̻͓͓͛̒̇́́̔͑̊̚̚͝a̴̧͈͓̬̺̯̠͓͐̍͆͑͝t̶̢̧̙̣̻̱̩̑̃̐́̂̓͋̓̀̾̎e̵͍͖̒͗͛̀̏͊͘̚͘͝d̵̨̛̮̖̭̫̰̋͗͒̿̈́̈́͒͒̌̔ͅ ̵̠̪͔̪̓̓́̆͛͒͊̄ͅw̴̢̛̛͚̦͙̫͖͚̖̺͆̑͒͂͛̋̌̈́̌͝í̴̫̮̣̬̭̻̯͇͍̺́̓͗͊̅͛̌̊͜ͅt̵̫̎́̃̎h̶̬̼͈͙̦͕͋ì̶̡̫̦̦͕̈́̇̈́́̅ͅň̶̡̰͍̰͓̦͚̦͍̺͔̻̍̒̾́̋͗̀̀ ̵̛͖̯̙̘̹̝͎̥̹̌̿̀̑̌͆͋͘̚͝ͅt̶̞̩̳͒̌h̸͚̮̳͇̤͎̤̅̓͂͗̾́̓͘͠ę̶̨̧͙̼̪̯̪͒̈͗͛̏̑̓́́ ̸͚͙̮̬̭̤̝́d̴͍̮̣̹̲̣̫͔̜͓͎̟̽̉̍͝a̴̢̨̼̣̭͉̖̪͌̓͑́̎̈́́̓͘͘̚͝ͅr̵̹̞͉̮͍̞̣̳̽̓̊̑͐͗̾͛̌̀̚k̵̙͍̰̺͕͛̍n̷͎̹̠͉͇͂͋́̃̋͋͜e̸͓͑̂͛̑̀̚͠ş̶̧̱̯̭͚̍͐͝ş̵̳̼̞͇̣̪̙̣̞͉̫̔̈́̌͒̍̾͌,̷̻̠͙̯̌͊ ̵̥͌́̿p̷̨͔̫͍̙͑̂͂̓̿̐͝ë̵̛͓̬̺̝̗͈̤͉̮͚̖̙́̾̍̓̿͋̽͛͘ơ̷̥̮̐̀͂̂͊̓̄͊͒̉͝ͅp̶̟̫̣̯̗̳̦̀̾̑̉l̶͖̲̲̦̬̜̑͜͝é̸̼̲͎̪̺̲͈̠͓̏͘͜ ̸̨̯̓́̕t̷̜̲̦͔̞͒̃̍̓̚ḣ̴̛͍̦͙̱͙̉͐͗̃́̇̇͛͝á̵̧̞͈̼̳̹͕͕͚͙̝͖t̷̢̧̧̛̥̻̗̮̩͑́̀̒̋͑̋͜ ̴̨̛̫̪̮͉̯̥̥͜͠c̸̡̢̲͇͇̬͇̲̭̔̆̈́̚͠u̶̼̩̹̻̣̰͌̂̃͒̎̇͑͌͐̂̊̿r̵̛͍̠̹̻͓͍̱̭̭̔̈́̔̓̒̅͋͒s̴̭͙̤͖̯̗̈́̋̅͐ĕ̶͈̣͒̓̓̉̑͠ ̶̗͍͚͔̮̝͔͖̈́̾́̅̐t̶͎̫̜̪͑h̷̨̳͇͍͔̠́́ͅe̷̟̹̗̣̮̩͎̫̮͗̔́͋͊̾͌̒̿̚͜ ̷̡̖̱͇͍͚͐̍̌̑̆̈́̈́͜ͅl̶͕̙͉̃͐̈́̌̽͊̎͛̚͝i̷̮̫͋̉͒͌͗͒̆͝͝g̵̨̫͇̖̞͔͈̜̼̤̏̄̉́̎̓̚ͅḫ̴̺͉͌͌̀̈́͑͜͠ẗ̵̨́͐̃̃̆̆̓̇͛̉͜͠.̸̡̝̖̹͈͙̦̇̐̃͆̾͒͐͠ ̸̡̢̮̝̙̺̮̙̂͒̓̏T̵̺̦̝̰̎͌̐͌̎͐́̀̎h̸͇̣̓̒̀̀͐͂͑̇͘̕̚í̸̭̬̦͉̘̈́s̴̢̡̳̖̑͗̒͆̄̎̂̄͑ ̴̼̪̂̀̅̈̅̄̑͛ȋ̵̠̀̾̍̂s̶̹̼̦̩͊̉ ̴̨̡̗̹̟͇̣̬̩̀̈́͌͊͒̕͜͜͝m̵̢͖̭̼̯̗̳̥̎̈͌̓͜ÿ̸̨͚̣̤͐̒̇͋ ̸͓̀̑͂̿̍̐̉̕ḏ̵̢͚̠̹͍̗̼͍̪̫͉̆ỉ̶̛̺͍̭͇̈́̋̋̓̍͊́͘s̶̡̻͙͖̰̦̦̲̟̟̀̓͐̋͌̈́̚ͅg̷̝̼̿̏͊̎̏́̉̚͝r̸̳̝̣̺͇͚̆̀́̏á̴͕͇̹̐c̸̛͚͔̺̟̣͚̞͔̝̥͚̿̿̅͆̓͆̽͐ͅe̵̡̝̞̹̠̦͇̓̀̉ͅͅ.̸̢̡̨̖̱̟̯̾̂͛̔̐͋͒́͠ͅ"̵̢̬̥̺̪̫̈́͑̽̋

What has she ever done to deserve to suffer like this?

"And so I hate, resent. Nourished by the people precipitated within the (darkness?), people that curse the (knight?) This is my disgrace."

"̴̖̗̝̻̏͆̽̿̽͌B̵͎̯̤̦̬̝̃͋̽̇̎̐͘̚͜͝ȅ̷̹̘͎͇̋͂̕c̷̝̩̯̼̟̺̱̭̮̼͐a̶͕͒̈̔͛̇͒̋̕͝͝ư̴͚̺͙͓͚͔͓̪̆̓͂̈́̇͒̂̑̓͝͠s̸̛̘̖͍̈́̽̽́̅̿̿́̚͠e̷͕̞͊̔̏͊̌ ̵̡̣̺̰̼̹̟̇̚̕ǫ̴̜͊̓̀̎͛͋̐̆̉f̶̡̨͎̘͓̦̙͆ ̴̨̟͎̰̦͓͖̬͓̦̂̑̏͆̊h̴͍̥̰̳̒͌͐̌̉͝e̶͎͝r̴̻͙͉̘̦̞̰̿̋͗͊͆́̍̅ ̸̮̞̳̰̲̥̘͍̳̉͌̕͠ư̸̭̞̝̾̓͋́̐͊͊̆́n̶̛͕̅̏̈́͛̔͘͝s̸̨̟̥͍͉̹̒̈́͝u̴͈̣̫͔̳̇̌̉̍̊̏̏́́̽͜͝l̴̡͎̜͖̤͖̀̓̐̏͜ͅl̷̺̰͖̉̌̽̈́͆͑̈́̄̚͝͠ͅi̷̧̼̗̟̼̓̋́̐̈̾̑̋͘͘ḕ̵̡͚̭͕̼͇͓̺̹̮̖̍͗͋͝ͅḑ̴̲̹͖̻̼̭͙͒̑̈̆͐͂̈́͛͘͘͜͠͠ ̵̡̜̲̥͉̦̱̺̥͕̽͌͌̈́̓͠ģ̵̙͕̫̹̮̩̃̍̊̏͆̽̉̽l̷̝̐̆͂́̓̂̊̀͆̃͂ŏ̸̩̓̿͠r̷̨̘̮͈̙̺̼̞̺͍̪̱̈́̈́͐̍̆̌̀̓̈́̓ý̸̡̧̮̫͖͚̑̓̈̿͗̈̂͝͠,̴̥̯̑͋ ̷͚̱̈̓͠I̸̛͍̬̬̽͆̓̕ ̸̧͚͍̭̤̯̫̝͕̗͉̥͂̑̓̈́̈́̈̇̂͋̔͂̕ṃ̸̟̙̺͈̞̩͛̚͘͘̚ͅù̸͔͔͕̫͇͊̈́̂͐́̓ͅs̵͈̰̖͎̓̈̒̐̈͝ţ̷̛̙͖̺̹̑̿͋͆̈͛͑͂͒͝͝ ̵̰̠̣̭̎̂͗̂f̵̦̖̝̻͋͑́͗̎̓̔̉̕͝ͅȏ̸̧̩̯͖̣͍͕̹͔̩̰̀̀̆̈̍͂̂̾͑͌r̶͉͔̘̱̒͆̈́̎̍͘ḙ̷̡̱̬̳̗͖̇v̵̡̨̜̥̯̠̗͇̈ẽ̴͙̝̃́̿̀̓̃̐r̵̡̭͔̒̆́̑̆̋̊ ̸̧͙͓̩͇̯̗̪̩̪̿͛͛̔̓̂͋̅͆̾͘͜͝b̸̨͖͔̦̥̭̹͕͔̿̌̂̃͐̋͆̑̕͝͝͝e̷͍̟̤̿̔̉̎̃ ̶̨͔̩͍̔̑̒̂̈́̋̚͝ḇ̵̙̳̱̳̗͇͇̤̰̫̰̈̈́̀̽̋̃̍͠ḙ̷̡̩̞̩͙̿̌̾͘͝l̸̺̺̳͓̲̟͔̱̠͕̥̂͆̒̉͗ͅî̶̝̟̘͍̻̜̣̾̍t̷͎̰̏̓ͅt̷̘͎̗̃͂́̈́̄̌̀́̊̌̿̚l̶̤̘̗̞̃̈́͒͂̿͐e̵̜̜̪͈̦͎̟͑̈́̈́̓͜͝͝d̴͓̺̝͍̣̒́͆̊̏̈́̇͑̏͝͠ͅ.̸̨̹͚̳͉̙̮͎̍̇̓̔͊̋̍̚"̶̰̦͓͎̦̻̺̱͖̗͛̿̈́̃͗̽̕͜͝͝ͅ

All she had ever done was followed Oriko's orders! What was so wrong with that!

"Because of her (unassumed?) glory, I must for ever be belittled."

"̵̘̮̒̐Y̵̛̜͚̣̗͚͍̭͚̖̯̘̾̄̽o̴̝̼̯̓̀̃ṷ̵̡̧͔͚̘̝̺̯̬̟̽̑͗̒̌͗̓̀ ̷̲̠̝̀̀̋̉͑̍̔̂̎̕͠a̷͚̜͈̠͖̦̅̈́̀͛̑͗͝ͅr̵̜̈́̇̓e̸̛̜͎͇̮̜͓͑̀̈̐͆̍̂́̈́̈́͘,̵̻̠̭̒̎̽̾̽̊̄̆̈̅̈́ ̵̜̙͓͓̹̞̓ṯ̷̩̺̝̪̥͖̳̟̔̆̈́̊͑̋̅̌̉͋͝͝ͅẖ̷̰̻̩̰̞̪͉̙͑̀͆̋̿͛͒̃̿͝e̷̝̹͖̖͙͔͗̽̊͂̎ ̸̛̛̮̣̦̊̑̈͆̑́̊̑͠͝s̸̨̛̝͍̝̦͙͔̘̈͆͊̇̏̓͊å̴̧̘̠̥̗̩͈̌̂c̷̖̹͎̮̙͕͑̒̽́̔̕ŗ̴̘̳̭͍̻̊͒̿̊̈́͊̿͑̒̚̚͠í̴̗̱̭̟͈̮̂͊̅͐͗̇̋͝f̴̞͉̣̝̙̏̊̃́͛͑̿̏͑í̷̡͚̳̞̄ç̶̼̱͇̫̹̣͓̑̆̅̔̽̀͜͠ę̸̨̛̯̗̹͉̩̰͓̫̪̉̐͒͘̕͘.̶͎͚͚̗̟̟̭̹͎̈̑͑͛̈͋̀̌ ̷̨̢͈̳̰͍͕͙̯̖̄̎̂̀͂̔̏͝͝ͅĢ̶̡̥̥̻̖̖͔̰̲̰͊̈́̅̒̈́͆̈̕͜o̴̥̤̗̳͇̞̻̹͇͒͛̀̿͋̔̉͘ơ̸̢̧̨̛͓̖̗̱̣̜͍̞͐̉͆́̎͗͋͌̂͜d̵̲̘̯̦̞̹̝̲̽̏̈́̇̍̒́̾̇̽̈́,̵̡͍̫͚̺͈́͛̄̂̅͛̓͂̑͐͘ͅ ̶̠̈́̐͑̏ǵ̸̖̼͔̲̤̲̰̟͍̝̩̌̈͗̃̃̈́͊͂̾i̵̡͖͇͍̬̍v̸̩̟̳̤̽́̊̎́͗̈́̉̿͗̏̒e̶̜͇̳̼̮̩̞͂ ̴̜̘̥̦͚̜̮̺͓̩̬̃̈͐̾͗̈́ͅm̶̫̗͔̯͉̗̭̎̎̓̿͆̀̈́̈́̽̃ę̷͓̬̺̙̜̗͚͔̺͓̿͊̒̐̔̄͠͝ͅ ̵̞̘̞́͒̈́͐̈́͒͂͐͘͠͠ͅm̷̞͚̲͖̰͉̱͓̃̇̊̀͛̃̉͘̕͠͝ͅò̸̺͉͚̽r̵̯͍̘̹̻̩̀́͑͒̍͌̊ȩ̸͙̘̟͉̜͇͔̼̺͇͎̄̓̿̓̄,̸̡̌̽̈́̏̆̋͘ ̶̡̨̠͈͓̗̰̩̫̗́̈́̑͐̓̂y̴̛͈̹͎͚͛͆̈́̒ȏ̴̘͕̟͖̟͙̹̆̀͂̋̑̕u̵̠̽̎̔͗̑̌͜r̴̟͖̫̱͈̼͉̦̈́ ̴̹̹͎̳̣̻̩͍̼̙͍͖̿͑͌̀͛̌͛̍̃̕b̶̢̨̯͎͉̠͕͖̟͓̯̠̐͊̇͗͝l̵̳̫̩̀̋͊͘͜ǫ̵̼̥̙͎̫͇̞̫̫̩̀͆̽̌̅̒̀̂̄̍͘͝ò̸̭̤̜̘͇̘̹̞̺̪́̌́̕d̵͙̬̱̤̺͔̱̾̓̃͐̏̓̆̄ ̴̲͔̺̤͗a̴̛̹̬̯̩̙̖̯͆̏̈́͌̀̀̄́̀̃n̶̮̬̪͓̜͎͗̓͐͝͝d̵̗͎͍́̎̋̽̒̈́̈́͂ͅ ̶̢̛̛̘̤̝̣̞̮͎͎̃̔̓̆̓f̴̜̥̫̎̓͌̓̊͋͒͘l̶̪̰̟͖̫̟̞̇͜ė̷̢͕̣̫ͅs̷̳͖̀̑̽͆̃͠h̵̢̯̦̪̩̖̾̄̀̄̾̅̓͊͒͂̐,̵̣̰̜̺̞̈́͂̈̾́̌͑̂̊̏̚̕ ̶̡̡̠̲͈̝͕̈́̌͊́͛͋́͂́͝ý̷̧͓͖̑̃͆̕͜o̶̡̺̦͙̬̪̻̦͓̳͚̊̓̿̿͂̋̈̾̕̕u̵͓̤͖̯͉̬̺̻͇̇̿r̵̮͙̗̻̬̟͛͌ ̵̜̱̦̼̫͓̓̐͐̋̒̀͗̐͘l̵̨̳͙̥͉̱̅̈̒̔́̅̏͠í̴̻͊̉̀͒͜f̶͔̩̫͉̥̞̘̗̗̊̇̏͊̍͑̎͘ͅē̵̠͎̪̆̈͊́͗͆͝ͅ.̶̡͝"̷̨̧̺͙̱̼̖̒̀̄̇̃̉̌

Berserker was her servant, wasn't he? So why? Did he really hate her that much?

"You are the sacrifice. Good, give me more, your blood and flesh, your life."

"̸̨̢̡̛̯̖͕̪̜̪̟͒̓̅̆̀́̚͘̕L̴̗̳̰̘̮̠̣̖̱̏̔̒̚̕̕e̶̝̠̎́̾̉͊̔̑̔͠͝ť̶͖̹̌̏ͅ ̴̘͗̋̓̑̏̅̈͒̕͠͝t̴̥̫̮͙͓̾̆̓͘h̶̟̥̳̎̋͑͗̓̃͘e̶̢̧̨̤͎͖̮̜̩̓͂̈́̿̓͘͝m̵̳̪̺͎̰͎͇̺̫̝̏́̑͒̂͒̂͘͝͠ ̶̢̖̞̪̻̺͋͗͐̒̄͑̑́̎͘͘ḯ̸̜͇̠͕̮̍̋̔͜g̸͙̘̝͑͛̐̓̐͑͆̈́̽͠ņ̵̛͚͙͎̭̯͎́̔̃͋̎̕͘̕ī̶̢̧͉̲̹͖̰̇͋́̀̈́̀̿t̸̢̧̢̝̘̥̱͙͇̟̫̳͋͒̌̈̾e̵̢̠̠̱̖͙̺̣͒́̕͘͜ ̸̡̲͉̮͎͍̼͕̉̆̍̃̽̔́͘͝͝͠ͅm̸͖̈́͗̎̑̀̈́͊̕̚͜͝ͅy̴͖͚͕̖̬̤̪͕̲͑͆̕ͅͅ ̷̥̥͓̙̊͂̓́͐͌̆̄͝͠ḧ̷̛̙̦͉̖̗̻̤͖́͛͊͐̑͌̍̉͋͌a̴̩͚̟̯͕̭̤̽͐̆̀̾̏̐̿̕͠t̴͉̬̩̠͇̪̘̣̗̳̍̈́̾̇̒̇̅͑̇̒͋̚r̸̛̠̹̙̱̺͗͘͜ͅͅę̸̢͚͓͚͍͎̯͓̈̿ͅd̴̨̟͍͉͊̃͌̎̉̐ͅ—̷̡̧̨̻̘͇̰̗̯̤͚̣͋̐͛̈́͗͗͒̒͊͗̕͝!̵̛̙̈́̄̓!̶͓͝"̵̨̧̛̫̯̲̪̫̊̈́͗̒̀͑͝͠

"Let them ingnite my hatred"

I couldn't make out all the words and probably misread at least one, but here it is.
 
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[X] improved your skill at imbuing your arrows with a freezing ability.
[X] First try to telepathically communicate with Oriko; ask where she is since Kirika is contacting you about her disappearance. If you get no response, telepathically blare some loud sounds at her to possibly wake her up if she's asleep or unconcious. If you still get no response, telepathically inform Mami of the situation and ask her if Caster could locate Oriko using his precognition or one of his trinkets. Send out Archer to scour the city for her as he has the best Servant skills for this kind of job outside of using magic. Go to school as normal as your particular skill set won't aid you in finding Oriko very well.
-[X] If Archer is sent out to search for Oriko, switch perspectives to Archer.

Also since it's the transition between days:
[3.5 -> 4] Oriko (only this iteration of Oriko however, Homura probably wouldn't hesitate to kill any other iteration in future time loops)
 
[X] improved your skill at imbuing your arrows with a freezing ability.
[X] First try to telepathically communicate with Oriko; ask where she is since Kirika is contacting you about her disappearance. If you get no response, telepathically blare some loud sounds at her to possibly wake her up if she's asleep or unconcious. If you still get no response, telepathically inform Mami of the situation and ask her if Caster could locate Oriko using his precognition or one of his trinkets. Send out Archer to scour the city for her as he has the best Servant skills for this kind of job outside of using magic. Go to school as normal as your particular skill set won't aid you in finding Oriko very well.
-[X] If Archer is sent out to search for Oriko, switch perspectives to Archer.
 
[X] improved your skill at imbuing your arrows with a freezing ability.
[X] First try to telepathically communicate with Oriko; ask where she is since Kirika is contacting you about her disappearance. If you get no response, telepathically blare some loud sounds at her to possibly wake her up if she's asleep or unconcious. If you still get no response, telepathically inform Mami of the situation and ask her if Caster could locate Oriko using his precognition or one of his trinkets. Send out Archer to scour the city for her as he has the best Servant skills for this kind of job outside of using magic. Go to school as normal as your particular skill set won't aid you in finding Oriko very well.
-[X] If Archer is sent out to search for Oriko, switch perspectives to Archer.

Jeez I've been gone for far too long, gotta catch up quick.
 
[X] improved your skill at imbuing your arrows with a freezing ability.
[X] First try to telepathically communicate with Oriko; ask where she is since Kirika is contacting you about her disappearance. If you get no response, telepathically blare some loud sounds at her to possibly wake her up if she's asleep or unconcious. If you still get no response, telepathically inform Mami of the situation and ask her if Caster could locate Oriko using his precognition or one of his trinkets. Send out Archer to scour the city for her as he has the best Servant skills for this kind of job outside of using magic. Go to school as normal as your particular skill set won't aid you in finding Oriko very well.
-[X] If Archer is sent out to search for Oriko, switch perspectives to Archer.
 
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