Kill La Kill: Satsuki Matoi

Omake.

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It's dark again.

It's always dark down here.

It's been a whole month since then. A whole month since I just locked up. A whole month since I was forced… forced to deny her revenge.

I keep replaying the moment in my mind. I keep reliving it. Trying to see if there was something, anything I could have done differently… and nothing comes to mind.

Was this why I was created? Was I made to betray those I became closest to?

Anguish turns to anger. Tears of despair turn to tears of rage.

Ragyo.

Ragyo!

I want to rip her apart. I want utterly ravage every fiber of her being for doing what she did! Both to me and to Ryuuko! I want her to suffer as I am suffering now! No… no, I want her to suffer more. I want to repay her suffering a hundred times over! A thousand!

The dream of vengeance is soothing, but temporary. Before I know it my thoughts again turn to despair and anguish. The only way that vengeance will ever happen is if Ryuuko puts me on again, trusts me again, accepts me again.

She can't trust me. I can't trust me.

And before I know it she's standing there, glaring at me with hatred.

"I'm sorry!" I want to shout, "I'm so sorry! I don't know what happened! I don't understand! Please… please forgive me!"

But I can't communicate with her. I can't speak. I've never been able to speak. The most I can do is writhe against my restraints and cry tears that cannot be wiped away.

She gives a snort of disgust and turns to leave. The barriers between us are insurmountable. Where once my earnest feelings could make their way to her heart, now there is only a wall that grows higher day by day.

It's dark again, and I'm alone, again.

It's almost like that blissful time where I never existed.

Almost, but for pain.
 
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