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Aybel, an analytical cynic at heart enters the crown realm of Alcazar, against his will.

Trapped, escape seems impossible. That is... until the Kingmaker, the Monarch of this domain, reveals that there is a way out - by becoming a Monarch himself.

Driven by one thing alone - the determination to honor a promise, he must join the group of crowned assassins tasked with the deaths of countless Rulers - The Regicide Order, and navigate a deadly game of thrones where the winner... takes all.

What's more, as he uncovers the secrets of the Monarch, his role may not be quite what he expected...
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Author's Note


[A/N: Hi, I'm excited to have finally reached this milestone - King Maker System will be entering its 'beta publishing' phase.

Reading this, you can look forward to a lot.

- First of all, grab your marshmallows, this will be a slow-burn... please don't be discouraged, give the first ten chapters a try.

- A game like system that revolves around kingship or rulers, as in the title.

- Our Mc has the opportunity to become a 'king'.

- Quite possibly the largest succession crisis in fiction.

- Expect questions. Loads of them. Answers will come as you keep reading.

- Fantastic Politics. From family clans to King-making Clans...

- World and Kingdom Building on varied settings, and Realms.

- Plot Twists and Cliffhangers. ;]

- Exciting and well choreographed combat.

- A system inspired by the unholy matrimony of Jujutsu kaisen/Shadow Slave and yes... Solo leveling, not forgetting the dash of Naruto.

- Did I mention questions?

- A varied cast of characters with their own voice, ambitions and regrets...

- Everything said and done by any character has meaning.

- Even with his 'cool headed' nature. Our Mc will be tested, and will lose a whole lot.

- And lastly, there will be cruelty, be it from the world or characters. Hence this warning: This novel contains graphic violence and cruelty. If you are sensitive to such content, please proceed with caution.

- Despite this, there will also be hope and happiness. :]

- Update's on Wednesday and Sunday.

- Right! Chapters named by songs, till I run out...

Anyway, enough babbling.

Welcome and thank you for taking out the time of day to read this! :]

Enjoy reading!]

Ps: Even if it's not up your alley, I hope you check in once in a while for your playlist. :]
 
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Chapter 0: Silence
[A/N: Chapter soundtrack: Marshmello - Silence Ft. Khalid]



RRRRRIIINNNGGGG!!!


"Here we go again... Empty. Void. A repetition of disappointment. A continuous cycle of expectation followed by letdowns. And yet another day of that... just another day in my life..."

Sighing heavily, his expression blank, Aybel calmly switched the alarm off.

With weary eyes hidden by round, black-rimmed glasses and a mismatch of tousled ash blonde and black hair, he sluggishly strolled to the kitchen.

Ah, breakfast... don't you just love how it has the power to turn a half-asleep zombie into a manageable member of society? ...Pure magic.

Sitting at the kitchen table, his younger sister bustled around whistling, as she prepared the first meal of the day - The aroma of burning bread wafting through the air...

How pleasant.

"Breakfast is served~" She carelessly slapped charred toast onto his plate.

"..." Aybel picked at his breakfast with a bleak expression.

"...Well done, Aria, and I mean it quite literally... Turning breakfast into a fire hazard, that is certainly a new way to keep our mornings interesting."

"Weeeell, you do always complain your life needs some excitement sometimes. So there." She grinned with evil satisfaction.

"Consider this my contribution."

"..." Aybel's lips twitched, almost as if they were smiling.

"Indeed, but I'd really prefer my toast not to be charcoal this morning."

"Ehh!? You want it to NOT be charcoal?" She mocked playfully.

"That is correct."

"Aw, fine." Pouting, Aria leaped onto the kitchen counter, swinging her legs childishly. "If you like it dull and boring, I guess I'll just stop toasting them altogether and just give you them as they are."

"That's not exactly wh-"

"So tired..." Cutting him off, she stretched her arms, then poured herself a cup of coffee.

Sipping her warm drink she switched topics. "So, did you finally finish reading Assault on Colossus?"

"Well, yes, but I found it interesting how the main character handled the finale of the story. By the way, may I ask why you drink coffee in the morning? Is it because you can't function without a cup of bitterness?"

PFFFFFFFFTTTTTTT!!!

Aria spat out her coffee, shocked by the sudden comment.

His question was innocent and straightforward, child like even.

Coughing and wiping her mouth, she laughed nervously. "Ahaha... very funny, it's just for the caffeine. It helps me stay awake."

"But isn't caffeine a stimulant? Shouldn't you be more alert and lively then?"

"Nevermind..." She muttered, gaze drifting to a picture on the wall.

"Just shut up and eat your breakfast."

Conceding, he took a bite of the charcoal-like toast, chewing thoughtfully: Hm? She seems annoyed, I wonder... did I say something wrong?

Yet, Aybel remained oblivious to her true emotions...

***

My everyday life is what most people would call bland... but far from normal.

As the final bell rang, Aria, detached from her surroundings weaved through the crowded hallway... in silence.

Why should I talk to anyone? It's not like they matter. None of them do...

I don't care if people bump into me, or if they ignore me, or even if some whisper behind my back... I have no friends, and I have no need for them.

I don't feel joy that it's the end of the day, I don't feel any excitement to go home. Not hope, not fear, when I think about it, I'm not sad either, I feel... well, nothing.


Scars traced their way across her body, forever hidden from her brother's understanding. And yet, numbness was her second skin.

Y'know... this world of ours is tiring, so predictable...

Her icy blue eyes, once full of life, were now a dull shade, hidden by dark circles.

It's almost like it's scripted. Hahaha~ think about it, every day, the same old routine, you go through the motions.

For me... sometimes, no one gives a second to think or breath. Every... day... is another chance for more pain, more humiliation and more misery.

Hah~ Depressing, isn't it? That's why I like to imagine a world different from ours.


Smiling faintly, she closed her eyes tracing her fingers along the lockers. Sure... I'm a bit delusional or an escapist, but everyone does it one way or the other...

Suddenly, she laughed to herself sarcastically. Or am I not entitled to feel like this? Is it so wrong of me to feel this way? Is it so wrong of me to wish things were different?

A world where I wasn't alone... a world that doesn't exist. It couldn't exist, right? Some perfect world that I'll never be a part of...


Her fingers moved to toy with the chain of her necklace.

There are people who are happy and have everything I wish I had, right? ...But that's just part of the beauty of wishing for things.

Well, I'll just move forward, anyway... one foot in front of the other, like a zombie trying to fit in, trying to pretend that I'm just like everyone else...


However, she didn't have to try so hard.

The sea of students seemed truly oblivious to her presence, shoving her aside as if she was air.

They never look at me, do they? I'm not even there, am I?

...Am I really that invisible?


"Hey, look who we have here..."

Eyes widened in sheer terror, Aria shuddered at the sound of the voice, regret coursing through her veins.

And then, almost like a switch, the numbness took over, her face became expressionless and her eyes turned dead.

Nina, a slender girl, with brown hair tied up in small twin buns, leading her usual group of friends, smirked as she playfully snuck up behind Aria, whispering in her ear:

"Aria Ito, the invisible girl~"

"What's up, freak?" Grabbing Aria's bag, Nina slammed it hard on her head as she walked by. "Hahahahaha~"

The cruel sound drew the attention of those in the hallway. But Aria just stared blankly at Nina, unfazed.

She hadn't even flinched when the bag crashed down on her head. Slowly, she picked it up with one hand and continued walking as if nothing had happened.

"..."

But Nina wasn't one to let her prey escape so easily.

With hands clasped behind her back, she trailed Aria from behind. "Wow. What, are you too afraid to talk, freak? Got nothing to say?"

"..."

Aria suddenly stumbled.

Seemingly unaffected by the sudden loss of balance caused by Nina's kick, she carried on with her robotic march, silent.

"That's what I thought. You don't have any balls to say anything. How pathetic."

"..."

"Can't believe they wasted a scholarship on a foreigner as useless as you, probably to save your family from embarrassment. Hahahaha~"

"But nah... Let's be real, you're probably just the result of a clerical error."

Her words had the desired effect, as laughter erupted from the group of two she led, accompanied by sly chuckles from bystanders.

"Hm? Hey, I don't like crowds. Let's get out of here."

Forcefully, she grabbed Aria's arm dragging her away from the hallway. "Come on, freak. Follow me~"

The crowd parted like the red sea as Aria allowed herself to be pulled into the bathroom by Nina, all the while her posse stood guard outside.

Not like Aria had any intention of escaping anyway.

Warily, Nina peeked the stalls one by one. "You must hate being in public spaces, huh? Me too."

"..."

"Aha!"

Once her last check was complete, Nina tossed her bag to the floor, it slid against the wall with a small humming sound.

She swivelled around facing Aria. A satisfied, yet calm smile rested on her face.

"How convenient. No one's here~"

She kicked Aria in the gut.

The latter fell to the cold floor curling into a ball, clutching her torso. Despite the pain, she didn't cry for help or beg for mercy.

"So. Let's hear it, freak. What do you have to say to me?"

"..."

"Tch. Why don't you say something, you psycho bitch!?"

THWAK!

Aria winced as her head hit the door of a bathroom stall.

...You know, she's right. You could've said something instead of just staying quiet like that... Take action and fight back.

And there it was, one of the many voices she wrestled with constantly, but this one in particular was quite persistent...

The Voice egging her on, urging her to fight back.

Pointless... Aria responded with resignation.

May I ask why?

You'll never understand. But I don't need your understanding... I don't need your pity or kindness either. Life is a play, and I the puppet... playing the victim... till the very end...

The Voice was clearly disappointed by Aria's response.

At this rate, they won't stop. They never will.

Exactly. So why even bother? Besides... shouldn't we be grateful? It could be worse...

The Voice sighed, discontented.

Pathetic... But, you are right, I suppose it is indeed pointless.

And with that Aria's thoughts came to a halt.

Nina cupped Aria's face into her hands, getting uncomfortably close, looking into her eyes. "Just admit it. You know it's your fault I'm mean to you. You... Her... You're all bad, bad people!"

Aria averted her gaze, looking at herself in the mirror. Her expression was flat, disinterested.

"I want to hear you say it out loud, freak. Say it. Say that you're worthless. You're nothing. You're just scum on the bottom of society. Go on. Say it."

"..."

"Admit it, freak! " Losing her temper, she struck Aria once more.

"You're trash! You'll never be loved by anyone! You're pathetic! You're ugly! You're worthless! You're pathetic! You're useless! You're stupid! You're disgusting! You're worthless! You're useless! You're stupid! You're a joke! Your life will never get any better! This is who you are! Forever!"

With each insult hurled, she kicked Aria in the shoulder again and again.

Breathing heavily, Nina stepped on the battered girl's head, pinning her down to the floor.

"Do you like this!?" She screamed. "Do you like it when I hit you!?"

Aria was too weak to react anymore now.

Releasing her foot, the viper-tongued queen bee, stared at Aria with a dead serious look. "I'm not going to repeat myself. Admit that you're worthless. Tell me that I was right all along. Say it, now."

Swaying from side to side, Aria's vacant eyes slowly moved up to meet Nina's.

Her voice was low, empty, without anger or defiance as the words came out: "...I'm sorry, you were... you were right all along. I am just... I am just a waste of time and space. I won't be a burden anymore."

"So why haven't you jumped off a bridge yet?"

Aria froze, wide-eyed.

Why?

The question rang in her head over and over again. I hadn't... Because... I... didn't have the courage. But now...

A bleak smirk tugged at the corner of her lips.

It was as if a switch was flipped in her mind: Aria stood alone on the edge of an unknown bridge, the harsh lights of the wet city illuminated the space around her.

People walked by, some with friends and some alone. But they all ignored her presence.

She glanced down at the rushing river below. A sight that was strangely calming.

The thought of escape just a leap away.

However...

No. That's not why...

Something caught the corner of her eye, causing her heart to ache in her chest.

Perched on a ledge jutting out from the side of the bridge, a blurry figure of a young boy stood.

Dressed in a school uniform, sporting half tinted glasses, the wind tousled his hair as he cast a disappointed gaze on her...

I'm... I'm sorry...

A wave of guilt washed over her.

No, she couldn't jump. Not yet. This boy, this connection she couldn't sever.

The one person that still kept her tethered to this world. Despite her sleepless nights she painted a picture of sweet dreams whenever he asked.

Unbeknownst to him nightmares snuck their way into her daily life... If he knew the truth... he'd never look at me the same way again. I don't want that.

Aria stared into the mirror. She was almost unrecognizable. It was hard to believe that this was the same person she saw in the mirror each morning.

This time a different Voice spoke through her reflection. One that always sent shivers down her spine: And he doesn't have to know, wear the mask... until the day you die...

Aria shuddered.

"Oh? Did that hit a nerve?" Witnessing the crack in Aria's demeanor, Nina grinned with satisfaction.

"No way... you're actually crying? Crying is for babies. Hahahaha~" Aria's mind had gone blank staring at her reflection through the puddle on the floor.

Is that... mine?

Silent tears left crystal trails down her cheeks. The subtle sound of the dripping faucet in the background became muffled as her mind drowned it out.

What have I ever done to her? What did I do to deserve this? Was I born evil? Am I just a terrible person? Do I deserve to die?

Her thoughts spiraled into a rapid mess, as her grip on reality began to loosen.

Did I do something wrong? Did I upset her somehow? Maybe I do deserve to die. But I can't recall ever doing anything to her. So why...? Why...!? Why does she hate me!!?

Suddenly, her breath caught in her throat realizing the last sentence escaped her lips. But Nina's laughter only grew louder.

"You breathe, Aria," she replied with a cold grin. "That's all it takes to despise you."

In that moment, something inside Aria snapped.

THWACK!

Aria's bag struck Nina, sending her crashing into the tiled floor.

The unhinged girl grit her teeth into a terrifying grin.

Mounting the defenseless queen bee, she slammed her fist into Nina's face. The impact was painful but satisfying to her.

Hands moving like a blur, she punched, clawed, scratched Nina with a ferocity that ignored her slender frame. An oddly cute yet terrifying sound escaped her lips.

THUD!

Vision blurred, Aria collapsed to the floor, consciousness faded...

The other girl had grabbed her by the hair smashing her head right into a nearby basin.

Wiping her bloodied lip, the queen bee sluggishly rose to her feet.

"Haah... Haah... The hell? This little freak actually tried to fight back? ...I guess there's a first for everything. Anyway..."

"Don't you know women are talking here? You can come out now, you peeping creep..."

Nina looked in the direction of the chubby boy who suddenly emerged from a stall, hand in pocket.

"Ugh, I've seen better looking roadkill."

He looked away, embarrassed.

"What, you thought if you didn't move, the scary girl wouldn't see you?"

"..."

"Hold on." She grabbed him as he attempted to scurry away and pulled him closer.

"That girl over there." Nina glanced in Aria's direction. "Have some fun with her, and I mean really have fun with her."

"..."

"What are you waiting for?! Isn't that why you're here, perv? No one's gonna stop you..."

Pushing the boy, Nina stared at Aria once more. "Come on, freak. Rise and shine. Show the world that you're something other than a waste of space."

To Be Continued...
 
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Chapter 1: My Ordinary Life
[A/N: Chapter soundtrack: My Ordinary Life - The Living Tombstone]


It was a typical Tuesday afternoon.

During lunch break, the student council president was set to give an impromptu outgoing speech on behalf of the third years in front of the entire student body.

Respectfully, he lowered his head... before raising it with a big grin plastered all over his face.

Hopping on top of a table, he began: "I came here on this fine day hoping to have a meal, only to be asked to address the entire campus! Heh, heh... Well, there's only one person who deserves a special shoutout..."

Suddenly, he pulled out a spork from his jacket, raising it like a sword. "It is I, Takeru Shu, your president!"

"For three long years, I have NEVER been a model student, just your average cog in the machine! But somehow today, my adoring fans! I stand before you as a graduating student! So raise your recyclable milk cartons and toast to ME! For VENI! VIDI! MMM!!!"

Alas, before he could finish the iconic latin phrase, a bread roll flew right into his mouth.

"Sit the fuck down!"

...And in the midst of all this, Aybel was sat alone, sprawled out on a cafeteria table, sandwich untouched, regretting his decision.

I knew it. I knew something was off about today... To think this is my second time here in the past two years.

I should have listened to my instincts and stayed in class like always, if it meant I could've avoided... whatever just happened.

What truly surprises me though, is how he managed to maintain that persona of his for so long.

It really is hard to believe that this is one of the 'best' schools in the country.

I mean, the curriculum would be better used in a primary school.


Aybel sighed and pulled out a book from his bag.

I'd much rather read a novel. I may actually learn something that way.

He flipped through the pages, before settling on the table of contents.

Index:

Foreword................ Lost King of Nod.
Chapter 1................ Abandoned Coordinates.
Chapter 2................ Records of Archon and his Lineages.
Chapter 3................ King in Name, Slave at Heart.
Chapter 4............... The Faceless Kin-


Bing! Bong! Beng!

The school's PA system suddenly interrupted the noise in the cafeteria.

"Attention students, due to err... unforseen circumstances, attendance is now down by five students... hm...? Ah, correction, seven, two were expelled..."

"There has been an increase in student 'absenteeism' lately. Hah... The point is: If you value your place at this school, you WILL attend classes regularly. We encourage those that can to come back as soon as possible or risk expulsion. I hope you can all take this seriously as your futures depend on it. Thank you!"

They do take attendance seriously, I'll give them that.

Ignoring the exhausted principal, the chatter resumed as a group of friends carrying trays suddenly plopped down on Aybel's table.

"Hey, Yuri, we got two new transfer students in our class today."

"Mm?"

"Looks like the school needs the money. But yeah, it's always nice seeing new faces."

"Oh? What new face looks nice, Akane?"

"E-EH!? U-Ummm, you know, I-I don't quite remember but-"

"So that's how it is? You're so obsessed that you can't even remember his name? It's okay though, I know. His name was Seto or something right? Akane has a crush on him~"

"WHAAA!? Really!?"

"Yup."

"I'll have to check him out then~"

"Wait! That's not-"

"SShhhh, perfect timing, he's heading this way."

Hmm... This is awkward.

Laying on the table, still reading, with eyes stuck on the words as if that's what he was doing, Aybel mused silently:

These three seem to be quite... 'preoccupied' with their own world...

I wonder how long it will be before they notice that someone else is sitting at this table?

Perhaps I should take this time to slip away... or would it be better to let them notice me here? That would surely encourage them to leave, right? Or maybe they won't even notice me.


He briefly gave a glance across the cafeteria.

To be honest, I am rather reluctant to leave this table. There aren't any other empty tables available either...

Well, in any case, I suppose there's no real reason to worry. These three seem plenty capable of entertaining me... and I've got time to kill until the bell rings anyway.


"Uwaahh! He's so hot~"

"He looks pretty nice, I guess..."

"Don't lie, you're so into him~ The way you blushed when he walked by..."

"No way, I-I didn't! That's not even who I-I, I'm not-"

"Hahahaha~ Your face is doing it again!"

"N-Nooooooo!!! DON'T LAUGH AT ME!"

Her emotional state is as obvious as a neon sign.

"Awww, you're all embarrassed. That's really cute~"

Being the object of her affection can't be easy... My condolences, for him.

"...Stop that... Y-You can't go around petting people's ears like they're dogs..."

"Alright, fine... but is he even single? I wonder if he already has a girlfriend."

If you're so eager to find out, why don't you just ask him directly?

"Doesn't matter, you should totally ask him out. You'd look so good together."

"Mhm. Mhm."

"Seriously, go for 'em. You just need to pick something that's really attractive, get him alone and-"

"Oh my god!"

"Confess! I was gonna say confess!"

"Liar!"

Correct... her complete lack of shame.

"Ugh, so what if I meant the other thing. Amateur..."

"Mhm. Try it. That is, if you want him to fall for you~"

"...You guys are unbelievable. Why do I even bother hanging out with you..."

"Because you love us, dumbass~"

"That, and you have no other friends."

"Wrong! I... I do have friends. It's just that..."

"Hahahaha~"

"Yeah, yeah, laugh all you want. I don't really care..."

"You know, in the beginning I didn't think you'd fit in that well. You're weird... and not in a good way."

Hmm. Where have I heard that line before...

"But I can work with weird."

"Gee... Thanks."

"I'm kinda glad she became part of us though. She's so cute~"

"Oh, now I'm cute?"

"I could cuddle her all day!"

"You keep your hands to yourself, Miss! You're a menace to society!"

"Awww, look at you getting all worked up. It's adorable~ How about we go shopping after school? We can go get you some pretty stuff~ Oooh, right! There's a costume party tomorrow evening, we'll go together! I could even look for some cosplay outfits that suit you at the store~ How 'bout a maid costume? Or a princess? Or maybe even a nurse outfit! Eeek! I'm so excited, this is gonna be amazing~!"

"I'm not your dress up doll, now get off me!"

"I swear, you both might as well just glue yourselves together. Hahahaha~"

"Yes!"

"No! She's the clingy one!"

"So, wanna come kira?"

"Nah, I'll pass. I got some stuff to take care of."

"Oh? Well, we can just do it tomorrow."

"Wait, wait. We have exams remember? Not to mention homework..."

"Boo~"

I see... one seems cheerful and somewhat studious. She's the kind of person who gets flustered easily, and her reactions are easy to predict. Though I sense she can be assertive when she wants to.

The other emits fake kindness, and beneath that appearance I feel that she probably keeps to herself a lot.

And the last... well, she's just ditzy.

They're all so different. It's actually quite amusing to see.


"You two are insufferable, but I'll help you study if you want."

"I'm good. I'm a pro at cramming."

That's... That's not something to say so proudly.

"Meh, I think I'll be fine too. I've been studying a bit, but physics would be a pain."

"Right? Mr. Tatsumi! That class is impossible to pass because of him! That's an automatic F for us."

"Speak for yourself..."

Indeed.

"I don't care if he fails us. I'll just y'know 'charm' him and he'll let me pass."

"I'm sure you will. What exactly are you going to do? Seduce him? Like that'll ever work."

"For you maybe not, but whatever. I'm not gonna let some stupid exam ruin my plans."

I suppose there will always be people like her at every school in the world...

"Hah~ Right. I forgot. You two are hopeless."

Hopeless is an understatement.

"Geez. You make it sound like we're complete idiots. Anyway, let's talk about something more interesting~ You know, I overheard the girls in my P.E. class talking about the Aria girl."

Hmm...? On the table, Aybel remained dead still at the mention of his sister's name.

It seems Aria has become a topic of gossip.

To Be Continued...
 
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Chapter 2: Why Do You Lie to Me
[A/N: Chapter soundtrack: Why Do You Lie To Me - Topic, A7S. FT. Lil Baby]


"You know, I overheard the girls in my P.E. class talking about the Aria girl."

Hmm...?

On the table, Aybel remained dead still at the mention of his sister's name.

It seems Aria has become a topic of gossip.

"It's pretty brutal. But if you ask me, she kinda had it coming."

Although his expression didn't show it, but those words hit Aybel like a punch to the gut.

Brutal... What sort of monster would hurt her? And what exactly does she mean, 'she had it coming?'

"...It's so gross that people do that. Poor girl."

"Well, the person you should be telling that to is Aria. I personally don't give a damn."

"Kira, I don't think you're supposed to say stuff like that."

"..."

"What? I'm just spitting facts, my dude. I dunno the details but maybe she wanted it, maybe she did-"

"Hey! Don't bad mouth her when you only have half the story!"

Half the story... Hmm... There's always a lot of gossip going around this school. It's a fact that some people get jealous of others and spread rumours about them in order to ruin their reputation... I'll take this with a grain of salt.

Yet, as more of their heated conversation reached his ears, concern overtook his doubt.

Sluggishly, Aybel sat upright, contemplating their words. Aria's pain... I never would have thought...

He had always assumed she was happy, dealing with her school life effortlessly. Well, I guess it's because I've always seen her at her best.

A happy high school life...

I don't have much to compare it to, since I'm living mine as a complete loner. Aria's smart and athletic. What more else is there to want?

...Friends?

Maybe she got close to someone only to have them betray her... We both know how that feels like.

So it's perfectly understandable that she's terrified of it happening again... In fact, I figured that school was her escape. At least, that's what I hoped for.

Our paths seldom cross and we don't exactly have classes together since her's are in the first-year school building, quite far from where I spend most of my time in the second-year building.

...At times, it feels like we practically go to separate schools.


Such was the prestigious nature of the academy, as the only times they might come in contact were during lunch break in the cafeteria or at school events.

And just as well, Aria, like me, isn't so fond of the cafeteria. She also seems to not have any responsibilities at school as far as I'm aware. Even so... How could I have been so ignorant? Did I fail to see?

He was fairly certain he had kept an eye on her, at school and at home.

Shutting his eyes, Aybel briefly ran through his countless interactions with Aria, finally he came to a halt at their most recent conversation - this morning:

Well, it was a pretty routine morning. I woke up early and made the usual toast for myself and her. Aria left her room stretching and yawning widely, joining me at the table shortly after.

She was still a bit groggy from her sleep, but she still looked happy to see me judging from her poke on the cheek greeting.

We have this little ritual that we do every morning - I give Aria a book and she does the same.

We both read it through the course of the school day and then swap it out with a different book the next. Except...

I'm honestly not the fastest reader. I like to take my time with the things I'm reading.

That's why sometimes I don't always get around to swapping with Aria the same day. But we always make sure to do it whenever we can.

Today, I thought about picking up something from my non-fiction collection, but I couldn't think of anything good... So I just picked up a random manga called Demon Sanctuary and gave it to her instead.

For some reason, after looking up the synopsis online. She smirked at me. So I guess it was a good choice. Aria gave me something called A Game of Crowns by H.H.


Aybel pictured the pocket sized book currently laying on the table.

The front cover is pretty basic.

Just a drawing of a shattered black crown on a white background.

I haven't read it yet. Though, it looks like a fairly quick read.

Next, we talked about how we slept and Aria seemed to be in a really good mood.

But then, she suddenly asked me a surprising question.

Aria asked if I wanted to play a game with her after school tomorrow. I should have the free time on my hands, so I said yes.

Then as we ate, she made fun of me for my habit of adopting stray cats and speaking to them as if they were my closest confidants, and to be fair... I can see why it may seem strange to anyone...

But I don't quite find it odd, though. She also pointed out that we now apparently share my habit of speaking thoughts aloud without being aware of it...


Involuntarily Aybel paused. Weird... Is someone watching me...

"Oh..." He abruptly registered the fact that he blurted most of that out.

Eyes still shut, he gave an exaggerated sigh picturing all three girls, now staring at him wide-eyed, as they slowly rose to back away from the table...

And the list of reasons people consider me strange keeps growing... what a tedious flaw.

Anyway... she eventually switched to small talk, asking about my classes and any interesting happenings at school.

We didn't exchange any more words after that because, as usual, I had to leave and she still had to get ready to go to school herself...

But all that was a lie.

This entire morning, and god knows for how long. All, rehearsed, lies.

Every question, every word, her smile, eyes, mood... were all just a cover - an intelligent way to distract me from what she's really feeling.

If I were some stranger and this was about trying to fit in and be accepted, then it would be understandable, but that's not the case.

Its as though she's trying to play a role, she's the actress playing little sister and I... her humbled spectator.

She's always been good at hiding her true feelings, hasn't she? Scary good as a matter of fact. Aria... we might be more similar than we realize.

Looking back on it now, at some point in our earlier conversation, there was indeed a moment where I noticed something in her eyes.

For a millisecond... I saw the true Aria. Emptiness... and I subconsciously brushed it off, didn't I? Sure, it was gone as quickly as it appeared but - it was there.

What were you really feeling at that second...?

I see... there was more beneath the surface, after all. A depth to her I've never seen before...


Oddly enough, he suddenly recalled the famous words of a certain philosopher, however, pushing the thought aside he wondered:

But why would she go that far to act for me of all people? It doesn't make any sense. Unless I'm missing something...

She doesn't want anyone to see her suffering...? Afraid of being judged...? Rejected...?

Still... was I too naive with her? Possibly... I suppose I should have seen it sooner,
Aybel thought as he opened his eyes, gaze drifting to the untouched plate before him.

Hmm... perhaps, all this time, my assumptions were nothing more than me using her as a convenient scapegoat to bury my own baggage.

Reality had smacked him in the face like a well-aimed dodgeball. But he couldn't dwell on self-blame now.

Having reached a decision, Aybel pushed aside the sandwich plate. The cynic in him had given way to his brotherly instincts.

It's not like she asks for my help with anything. In that, she's very self-reliant. But sometimes, she won't speak up for herself, it's true. To think someone took advantage of that... Aybel's face darkened in grim determination.

An unforgivable crime... I may not be the most sociable person, nor do I form close relationships with others.

But Aria... you're different.


I WILL remove the irritant standing in the way of your safety... regardless of their nature or identity.

To Be Continued...
 
Chapter 3: Cross Me Pt. 1
[A/N: Chapter soundtrack: Ed Sheeran - Cross Me Ft. Chance The Rapper & PnB Rock. ]


"Hey Nina, I've been keeping an eye on you lately and I've noticed that we have a ton in common. I think we would make an awesome couple, and I'd love to get to know you better. So why don't we meet up after school at the library tomorrow so I can tell you all about myself? I'm looking forward to seeing you there."

After reading the letter, Nina glanced skeptically at the girls. "Alright, which one of you wrote this?"

"..."

"Come on, don't be shy~"

***

The school library was quiet, just as it was at nearly every hour of every day. The shelves were lined with a diverse selection of books, most of which were probably rarely if ever checked out.

Aside from the group of girls sat leisurely in a circle at one of the tables in the middle of the room, there was little to no activity to speak of within the space.

Looking at the letter with interest, a girl in a short pixie cut sighed.

"Isn't this the sixth letter this week? What the hell are you doing to these guys, Nina? It's not normal for them to be this down bad."

Leaning on her outstretched arm with a half-asleep expression on her face, another girl agreed. "Yeah, six a week is a bit much."

"That's the point. I haven't done anything... I'm as confused as you two are, honestly."

Seated on Nina's left, a girl wearing a pink bow chirped:

"It's probably that one guy, Nina-san! You know, the one from the letter you got on Valentine's Day. Maybe he's just really, REALLY persistent."

"Hah~ That's my theory as well, but whoever keeps sending me these letters, I'd really like to know who they are. It's starting to become a bit of a problem already..."

"Problem...? Nina-san gets all the decent boys, who ACTUALLY try to be romantic! Meanwhile, I'm just stuck over here with this annoying perv who never takes no for an answer! The creep chased me around yesterday! Where were you!? Why didn't you protect me, Nina-san!? I was terrified!"

She cried out smothering her cheek into Nina's.

"Ah, that? A certain someone tried to get me in trouble."

"Huh?"

"But it didn't work. I had to spend an hour telling off the counselor, though. That wasn't fun... I guess I'll deal with them later..."

Curiosity piqued, the pixie cut girl placed her chin on her clasped fingers.

"A certain someone, you say. Who, do tell~" Her smug eyes twinkled expecting an answer.

"Hm? Ah, well. Don't worry about it."

Nina said unceremoniously as she went back to staring at the letter with a small frown on her face.

"..."

"Hah~ fine, I'm not that nosy anyway..."

Biting down on her thumb in thought, Nina argued: "Still, this is a change of pace compared to the usual 'love letters' I get. It's very straightforward and to the point too, almost... business like."

"Sounds like a charming guy."

"Is that supposed to be sarcasm...?"

"Nah, I mean it, at least this time he's not giving you some bullshit... Fwaah... lines, right?"

Nina looked at the red head with annoyance. "It's not the same guy. Can't you tell by the handwri- Ugh, you know what, why don't you just read it yourself."

"..."

"Meh, looks the same to me."

Nina let out a long and loud sigh. "Of course it does... Wake up!"

She gave the sleepy girl a light slap across the head. "Huh? Wh-What was that for?!"

"You can't read it with your eyes shut!"

Rubbing her eyes with her hand she sat upright, going through the letter.

"So, what do you think?"

"...I guess it's the same idea at the end of the day, though. They like you, simple as that. But then again... it could be a stalker. A super crazy one, too."

"I hope not..." Shuddering, Nina hugged her shoulders. "I'm dealing with enough crazy people in my life as it is..."

Tap-Tap-Tap.

"Indeed, you are..."

Nina looked up as the others all turned their attention toward the voice.

"I see you received my message." The figure who just entered the library moments ago looked down at Nina.

"May I have permission to sit next to you?"

But before he even finished his sentence, with an unreadable blank expression the outsider pulled out an empty chair, spun it around and sat facing the backrest as he lazily crossed his arms on top of it, joining the circle of girls.

"Apologies for my tardiness and the letter being so painfully obvious... but while writing, I found it pointless to be 'sneaky' or 'subtle' since, as expected, you all still fell headfirst into a blatant trap."

"...Tr-Trap...?"

"Exactly what I said... Trap."

Fearing the worst, the girls, all except Nina, exchanged nervous glances.

Standing quickly, the girl with the pink bow, slammed both her palms down on the table. "W-What kind of trap did you set up in this place!?"

The boy stared at her, amused.

"...Okaaaay... I'm just gonna... give you two some privacy then."

With a dismissive hand wave, Nina tried to defuse the situation. "First of all, Sarina, please calm down. No need to get all worked up on our own."

"I agree, you should listen to her..."

A moment of silence passed, then Sarina sighed.

"Fine..." Calming her nerves, she sat back down.

"You look like someone I know, though." She mumbled suspiciously at the boy.

The girls were all silent as they watched Nina.

Looking at the newcomer with folded arms and crossed legs, she smirked shaking her head.

"Pff... Turns out that saying is right... confidence is pretty damn hot, huh?"

"..."

"But don't get the wrong idea; it doesn't matter how much I'm enjoying this, if you lay a single finger on any one of us, I will END you without the slightest hesitation."

"...I see. You must think very highly of yourself. You... enjoy taking advantage of those who are weaker than you. You find pleasure in their fear and pain..."

His voice trailed, mind in thought, as he took his eyes off Nina, staring blankly at the bookshelves lining the corner.

"I don't blame you for doing what you do... the feeling of helplessness you see in their eyes when trying to fight someone who they can't win against. I understand-"

Suddenly, a book fell from a shelf startling the girls, drawing their attention. The book itself was a very old dusty one that he guessed hadn't been touched in quite some time.

"I... understand how it feels to take pleasure in the suffering of others." He continued.

"After all..." Taking a deep breath, he returned his gaze back to the group.

"That is exactly the reason why I'm here..."

Dead silence filled the room as Sarina tugged on Nina's cardigan.

"Nina-san, do something, he's creeping me out."

However, one of the other girls found the nerve to respond on her behalf: "Oh, for god's sake, who the hell are you, even?"

"Aaah, wait!" Sarina suddenly screamed. "I do know him! Because we live in the same area! We even take the same bus together sometimes!"

"..."

Self aware from the four pairs of eyes all fixed on her person, Sarina's face flushed red as she covered her mouth, asking in a quieter tone: "Ri-ight?"

"Correct, you ride the twenty eight and sit right up front every single day."

"E-eh?! Wait, what the--"

"Forgive me, I should have introduced myself first... I am Aria's brother."

The girls were stunned into silence...

Before the red head snickered. "Oh, really? Well, I guess you'll be happy to know that Aria's been doing really well in our care."

"And she's even found something interesting to do with her time~" The pixie cut chimed in.

"Yeah, she's learned how to enjoy herself so much... more than you could possibly imagine..."

"She's even become a lot more... Pfft... flexible than you'd think. Fufufufu... Bwahahahaha! I can't do this! Aria's brother!? Is that the best you can come up with!?"

Aybel looked at the both of them with an empty stare. "Enjoying the suffering, are you? You could almost be mistaken for humans..."

Nina finally spoke out: "Okay. I get it. We'll back off."

"Eh???"

"But in return, I want you to amuse me."

"..."

"Was I not clear? I'm asking you to be my boyfriend, Aybel... or should I say girlfriend considering your looks~"

She giggled not expecting a positive answer.

However, Aybel calmly took a device out of his pocket and placed it at the center of the table.

He pressed play...

Nina's face paled instantly.

To Be Continued...
 
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Chapter 4: Cross Me Pt. 2
[A/N: Ed Sheeran - Cross Me Ft. Chance The Rapper & PnB Rock. ]


"Okay. I get it. We'll back off."

"Eh?"

"But in return, I want you to amuse me."

"..."

"Was I not clear? I'm asking you to be my boyfriend, Aybel... or should I say girlfriend considering your looks~"

She giggled not expecting a positive answer.

However, Aybel calmly took a device out of his pocket and placed it at the center of the table.

He pressed play...

Nina's face paled instantly.

"M- No..."

"No, no, no, no, no, NO!" Suddenly rushing to her feet, she jumped back knocking over her chair with eyes widened in horror, as each scene unfolded on the screen before her.

"You are a horrible, horrible human being!"

She pointed at the device, almost tripping over her feet in her effort to back away from Aybel. "How... How did you get that!?"

Confusion flickered on the faces of the others.

"I don't really have time to answer your questions. But I have one for you... Are you thoroughly amused?"

"..."

"Very well... How, you ask? There are many ways to achieve the same result - all roads lead to rome, after all... It doesn't matter how I got it. What matters now, is that I have it."

In reality, Aybel had purposefully laid out every detail up to this moment.

The plan was to report Nina to a school counselor...

I simply didn't want my involvement in this to be found out. So I needed someone to do that for me.

As for who that person was...

She seemed like a righteous person. Akane proved far more useful than I had given her credit for...

I'm aware that she's a classmate of Nina and they have had prior... disagreements. So I thought it would be a good idea to convince her to do it instead.

However...

Nina Hatamoto is the daughter of Kumo Hatamoto, the owner of Hatamoto Group, a giant company that has close ties to both the school and the government. So there was no way that she would be punished.

But that didn't matter much anyway.

The real plan was to get my hands on Nina's phone information.

Nina is a very cautious and careful person. After barely half a school day of observing her behavior, it became crystal clear what her most important possession was - her phone.

Which, sadly, she kept under lock and key. I thought at the time it would be far too difficult to get her phone without raising her suspicion.

So I decided to create a situation that would force her to leave it unattended.

In her absence, I knew that the lock on her locker was the one with the simplest combination lock, so picking it was quite easy. Added to the fact that I have enough experience with picking locks, but that's a story for another day...

Judging by one look inside, Nina barely used the locker. There was a notepad with a pen and pencil, and a few other small items.

However, one strange item did catch my eye - a student ID card that belonged to Aria. I suppose she took it during one of their 'sessions.'

Swiping the phone, I scrolled through it for things of interest...

To be honest, I was relieved to discover that she didn't have a password or any form of security on her phone. But I guess it makes sense now...

Looking through the phone, it wasn't exactly hard to deduce why Aria had been so silent regarding her situation with Nina. In fact, it was quite obvious Nina always recorded their sessions together.

Anyway... I then installed a hidden tracking application of my design under an app that was already pre-installed by the phone.

As I finished installing the app, I slipped the letter into her locker. The app allowed me to track her location and activities in real-time.

But by far the best part was the ability to remotely activate her phone's camera to take a particular, short, video clip.

A boring chore, but one that ultimately paid off. She has her secrets, and now... so do I.


Deep in thought, acceptance danced within Nina's eyes. Seeing this, Aybel's expression was blank. But underneath... he wore the widest smile to ever grace his lips.

She immediately searched for any sign of mercy in his eyes. "Alright, fine, I'll back off, for real this time. Whatever it is you ask of me, it's yours... literally anything."

"Nina-san..."

The way she bites her thumb... It's... strangely familiar. But It's quite rare to see her so nervous looking, isn't it? She looks pathetic, like a girl ready to be sold into slavery. Indeed. She is at my mercy...

However...

"Absurd... you've mistaken me for someone who cares about your opinion."

She found no mercy...

Without thinking, Nina lunged for the phone and threw it across the room with all of her might.

Landing against a shelf it smashed into pieces, which in turn caused several books on the shelf to fall.

Thud! Thump! Thump! Thwack!

Aybel stared at the ruined device, almost disappointed. "...My property..."

The library fell silent, as it should be.
.
.
.
Dink-dink! Dink-dink! Dink-dink! Dink-dink!

The girls all flinched at the sudden ringing of their phones.

Tentatively, they all reached for their respective devices at the same time... Nina froze in absolute disbelief, not daring to follow suit.

"I'm impressed. That was perfectly timed, even for me."

She stared at Aybel almost like she couldn't comprehend what just happened.

Meanwhile, he could picture several students in different locations across the academy, each receiving the shocking notification.

Just like that... a young girls life was ruined. And she didn't even have a say in it...

Summoning the courage, the pixie cut girl lashed out: "Tha... That's unfair!!!"

Aybel's dead gaze shifted to her.

"Do not speak."

Just as she was about to, she held her tongue, biting down immediately. "Ngh!"

It would be very easy for me to expose this little group, but I've decided that it's not worth it, after all...

Aybel rose from his seat. On instinct, Nina fell to the floor scuttling away, wide-eyed.

...I have a strict policy of not paying attention to mediocrity.

Slowly, he moved closer, walking past her frozen herd with utter disregard.

"Wait... stop... why are you..."

Sarina's words caught in her throat, unable to form a coherent sentence as they all helplessly watched.

Nina's life may be ruined...

Aybel's eyes never left her face as if moving in for the kill.

But that doesn't satisfy me...

A look of raw panic spread on her face as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Revenge may be a dish best served cold...

A sudden, primal scream of pure fear ripped through the air.

But right now...

"HELP! SOMEONE! PLEASE!" She crawled away from Aybel, trying her hardest to get away from him.

It's best to be ruthless and efficient...

Nina suddenly bumped into a bookshelf, stopping dead in her tracks.

That way...

A children's book fell into her lap, opened to a page that read: "Chapter 5: Believe in yourself! You can be whoever you want to be!"

She'll be completely broken.

Aybel stared down at her with an emotionless expression.

Just like she shattered Aria.

Nina threw the book at him, but he easily swatted it away without flinching.

Crouching, he reached out, taking hold of her chin, gently lifting her head up bringing their faces to eye level.

"To think you're quite appealing to look at when you're frightened..."

Aybel's eyes didn't hold anger, but rather a profound sorrow, for both his sister and herself.

"I don't mind if you run off crying. The door is open, so feel free to use it, but..." A damage about to be done that would leave scars...

"Before you run away, I'd like you all to do one last thing..."

He slowly released her chin standing up straight.

"Strip."

To Be Continued...
 
Chapter 5: If I Died
[A/N: Chapter soundtrack: Jessie Murph - If I Died Last Night]


***

Arriving home that day, Aybel was finally ready to confront Aria about the situation.

However, as he loosened his tie, opening the front door, he came face to face with an image that would forever leave its imprint on his young mind...

Broken glass scattered across the carpet...

Overturned and shredded furniture...

Piles of broken wood...

A smashed television...

But the worst thing of all...

Blood.

Large pools of it, everywhere.

In puddles on the carpet, dripping from the ceiling, smeared on the walls, splattered on whatever was left of the furniture.

It was as if someone had been brutally murdered... And for a single second, just for a fleeting moment... Aybel felt his heart stop.

Slowly, he stepped further into the apartment, walking over to his room wondering what state it was in...

CREAK!

The door pushed open.

Aybel found his room in not much of a better shape than the rest of the apartment.

It was full of bloodstains and glass shards from the broken window, impossible to move around without stepping on something sharp.

His bookshelf, surprisingly untouched, but the dresser was toppled over onto the floor and his triple arch bed was on its side.

And then, he saw it.

On the wall where his bed used to be - a message written in blood...

Aria's signature scribbles...

"Dear brother," the message read.

"Why the stunned face? You're home now, too! We can finally spend time together like we used to, right? Right?! Anyway, forgive me but I didn't have any paint, so my blood has to do. My favorite game, you see... it's called Cut and Seek. Get it, Hide and Seek, 'Cut and Seek.' Clever, right...!?"

"How it works, you wonder? It's simple really..."

"First, I cut open my skin to leave behind a trail of bloody clues that will lead you directly to me."

"That's it... See? Simple."

"Will you succeed in finding me before I die? Or am I already dead...?"

"It's all up to you brother~
- Love your dearest little sister, Aria.
"

Aybel stared at the wall in silence before letting out a heavy sigh as he took in the sight of the destroyed room.

...Here I am... riding the high of my own little thrill seeker adventure, only to be rudely slapped in the face with this pitiful sight...

A game...

At the time, I truly had no idea why Aria asked me about the game. I thought it was a little random, but I didn't think too much about it. I was just... genuinely happy to spend time with her.


Picking up a piece of a ruined deer jigsaw puzzle, he held it up in front of him.

"So much time and effort..." He muttered aloud. "Just last night, I completed this one hundred and five piece puzzle... And now, it's useless..."

He sighed once more, disappointed.

Figures, it's not like I thought we'd be playing a board game or anything. She's clearly not right in the head. I know that...

In a way, it makes me wonder if she was already planning on committing suicide by that point. Or perhaps it was even before that...

Is this her way of wanting to spend a little time with me before she kills herself... her final legacy to me...?

A game of life and death… how reckless of you.

Very well, Aria. A game I never wanted to play, but one I most certainly will not lose.


Returning to the hallway, Aybel took note of the several blood trails snaking their way and zigzagging across various rooms.

As disturbing as it is, fortunately, Aria has been generous enough with her clues.

Even so, this is going to be much harder than I thought... there are plenty of rooms, closets and places where she could hide.

She's making me work for it. So many twists and turns... it's almost impossible to tell where she could be...

Almost.


Aybel wrinkled his nose, balancing his glasses on the tip.

Stale blood. It's quite nauseating.

He walked through the hallway, very calmly.

Going by the darker color, the blood in my bedroom is the most dried... the first room she bled in.

While walking, he avoided stepping on the bloodstains.

The blood here is starting to dry too...

Tracing a finger along the wall, he inspected the blood on it carefully.

This particular trail is still fairly fresh though.

He looked at the bright trail of blood. It zigzagged from the walls to the floor leading to a room at the end of the hall.

The bathroom...

So that's where she's hiding. Hmm... When I think carefully about it, she could simply be hiding in her own room just as well.

No... I don't have time to debate. Aria's not so simple minded that she would do something like that.

I'll have to be quick about this, she might already be dead by now...


Following the blood trail, Aybel arrived at the entrance of the room. He took a deep breath, ready to witness a gruesome sight...

Upon entering, he noticed several bloody knives sticking out of the wall. But what immediately caught his eye - the hand sticking out of the huge pool of blood that filled the bathtub...

Pinned to the bathtub by a knife, was a small piece of paper. Aybel reached out and detached it.

There was a short message written on it in Aria's handwriting:

"You found me! Good job, you win!"

To Be Continued...
 
Chapter 6: Cut and Seek
[A/N: Chapter soundtrack - Nightcore - Hide And Seek]


Aybel swiped a finger across the blood pool in the bathtub. Pinching his fingers together, he tried to gauge its consistency.

I'm not sure how long Aria's body has been in the bathroom, but it's definitely been a while...

The blood must have been quite fresh when she first bled in here, but now it's all dried up and thick like tar.

And yet... it's strange how the blood on the knives are still fresh while the blood in the bathtub is already old and sticky. Almost like there are two different types of blood present here...

It's hard to say what this could mean. Maybe the fresh blood belongs to someone other than Aria...

An intruder, perhaps?

Or it's possible the blood in the bathtub...


Slowly, Aybel rolled up the sleeve of his shirt.

Is just not human blood.

He plunged his arm into the pool of dark red liquid almost instantly plucking out the mutilated corpse of a cat...

"Isn't that right, Eris...?"

Aybel observed the silent corpse... I know Aria killed my beloved stray, and yet somehow... I can't bring myself to care.

But I have no idea where she could have found enough animal blood to fill up a tub though. Not to speak of the mannequin hand.


Tossing the cat back into the tub, he held on to the piece of paper for a moment before tossing it in as well.

Aybel watched as it sank below the surface of the blood, its words gradually becoming obscured until it finally disappeared completely.

Aria seems to be enjoying this sick little game of hers. But if I don't find her soon she might lose too much blood and die...

Seriously, this time...

Now, just where could she be? Hands in pockets, Aybel surveyed the bathroom in detail.

The first thing he noticed - The floor and walls were almost completely clean.

Meaning there's no trail to follow.

Except for the bloody knives stuck in the wall and the bathtub filled with blood, the entire room was practically spotless.

Well, here we go back to square one then. Unless...

The bathroom door was slightly ajar. Carefully, Aybel examined the knob. Scattered across the surface of the wood were brightly colored red stains.

I see... Instead of leaving a steady trail of blood, she left small drops of it... This means she's somewhere else in the apartment right now.

It truly is like playing a game of hide and seek. Albeit with someone who is constantly changing their hiding place.

But it also means, she's using some sort of cloth to prevent herself from bleeding out.


Aybel stared at the bloodied door knob once more. Even I would be hard pressed to track her down using only this as a clue...

His lips twitched. What a devious puzzle... I'm impressed, Aria.

Searching the bathroom for more bloodstains, Aybel found tiny drops on the sink, the mirror, and on the towels hanging on the rack.

There were also a few random drops on the floor.

...I find this very unpleasant.
She's trying to confuse me...

The most curious part though is the small bloodstain on the ceiling. As if she simply threw the blood at it... But I know better than to think that...

There are only two ways Aria could have left the bathroom, and that's through the door...


Looking up at the other possible escape route, he noticed the small bloodstain on its roof.

...Or up the ventilation shaft.

A fake-out... She's not one to leave obvious clues for me to follow. But she would suspect I would think that, wouldn't she...?

It's settled then.


To get to the air shaft, Aybel climbed up on the sink.

There was a circular grill covering the opening. It looked securely fixed in place, but he managed to pry it off with a little effort.

It was a tight fit, but with his small frame, Aybel was able to squeeze through comfortably.

After a few minutes of crawling through the duct, he saw a dim light in the distance.

Slowly, he removed the vent cover placing it off to the side as he quietly stepped out into a room.

Moving around the room, Aybel inspected it thoroughly.

The bare bulb...

He flickered it on and off a few times.

The childish drawing framed to the wall...

He gazed at the earth in palm artwork.

The vintage leather chair...

He checked for signs that Aria might have sat in it.

And the pile of books...

Aybel read through the titles on the spines.

It's all exactly as I remember it... Father's study.

While looking at the books, he noticed the recurring works of an author. I see... So that's where she got it from. It seems father was a big fan.

Finally, he took a close look at the desk, checking to see if there were any stains on the surface.

None...

From top to bottom, he quickly removed the drawers and examined the contents one at a time.

The first item of note he came across was a collection of antique maps with continents and islands shown in unique ways. Which he guessed dated back to the 1800s considering his family's history of cartography.

They were stacked away in one of the drawers, along with a broken compass, its needle twitching and spinning unpredictably.

In another drawer at the bottom, he found a bloodied bandage.

It's fresh, and... pretty disgusting.

Looking at the bandage, something suddenly caught his attention - A well crafted panel made from a layer of wood that blended in with the rest of the desk.

Weird... How didn't I notice this before?

Cautiously sliding the panel out of the way, it revealed a hidden drawer. To be fair, this is almost impossible to find unless you know what you're looking for.

Pulling open the drawer, Aybel peered inside. His eyes widened in mild surprise at what he saw.

KRRRRASH-KA-THUNK!

Immediately, Aybel rushed to the direction of the loud noise - the hallway. Looking down, he saw a broken vase on the floor. He crouched down to pick up a blood soaked shard.

Smashed to pieces... Aria deliberately broke the vase to lure me...

Or I can imagine her clumsily slipping on her own blood and knocking it over... She's 'cute' like that, at times...

Either way, it was an accident that just happened to get my attention.


There were two new fresh trails of blood that crossed each other like an "X" on the floor next to the broken vase.

The first trail came from Aria's room and headed towards his parents bedroom. The other trail of blood going from the bathroom to Aybel's own room.

Glancing around for other signs of Aria, he discovered there was nothing else for him to find.

Looking closely at the trail of blood leading to his parents room he noticed something: Isn't the blood a little bit too bright in color? And too, what's the word... liquid looking? Point being, it doesn't look like real blood.

Reaching down, he touched a drop of the blood with a finger. Right, it's definitely not blood. It smells more like...

He brought the splatter on his finger up to his nose... Ketchup.

Really? That's what Aria was trying to do? After all that, she just goes back into her room?


Aybel exhaled deeply. That sounds very much like her to be honest... always full of surprises. She's probably going to stay in there until she's certain that I've left...

Following the ketchup trail to Aria's room, he couldn't help but admire her plan.

Clever girl... She slipped up, in every literal sense, and left a sloppy ketchup trail. She knew that I might follow the trail that I saw, so in a hurry, Aria tried to send me off in the wrong direction by leaving a trail of real blood.

However, since the ketchup trail leads away from Aria's room... It's quite obvious to guess where she is.

Still, for an on the fly plan, that was pretty smart. Aria is really good at coming up with this kind of twisted logic, isn't she?

She might be even smarter than I gave her credit for. Even though I have her all figured out, it's clear I still have a lot more to learn about her...


Cautiously, Aybel opened the door and peeked inside.

The room was almost completely dark, with just a faint glow coming from the moonlight outside reflecting off of the walls.

Despite it being hard to see, he quickly took stock of the surroundings:

A decorated mini fridge toppled on it's side, it's extension cord snaking across the middle of the room...

Clothes strewn across the floor...

An empty ketchup bottle sat on the dresser, cap off...

Drawers yanked open and their contents flung out haphazardly...

An alarm clock, broken and permanently stuck on:
22:04:03...

Sheets, tangled and torn, pillows tossed aside...

An oval-shaped tiara mirror, its glass shattered into a hundred pieces...

Bookshelf neatly organized in alphabetized order...

Dark red smears marking the otherwise porcelain floor tiles...

And then, his gaze drifted to the figure at the center of it all.

Aria's bloodied body.

Still wearing her school uniform, her face and body were covered with bruises and cuts.

She looked incredibly pale and sick, almost on the brink of death, but... there was still some life in her.

Hands behind her back as if she were hiding something, she stared at her brother with bright blue eyes, a smile spreading across her face.

"Aren't you gonna say hi to your sister, brother?"

Aybel slowly stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.

To Be Continued...


[A/N: Hi, thank you for giving this novel the time of day! See you on Sunday. ;) ]
 
Chapter 7: Bleeding Out
[A/N: Chapter soundtrack - Imagine Dragons - Bleeding Out]


Life has taught me to expect the worst in people. I've always been prepared for disappointment and betrayal, even with Aria, that's just how I've been conditioned.

Despite this, I've always had a very little feeling of faith in Aria.

It's like a small fire inside of me, burning brightly, and that fire has always kept the darkness away.

But even so, now, that fire is flickering dangerously close to being extinguished.

Somehow... being face to face with her now feels different. This is the first time I've ever seen Aria like this.

Someone who's truly important to me.

Someone whom I've chosen to believe in.

Someone who I never expected would betray me. And yet...

All we have is each other... or so I thought.

This familiar feeling in my chest... I hate it.


As Aybel observed her bloodied figure, his heart sank and only one word came to mind: "Traitor."

"Is that all you have to say? You don't look that surprised, though. Are you disappointed in me? Are you thinking that I'm nothing but a liar, a manipulative brat?"

Aria cocked her head to the side, her lengthy hair fell to the side as she did so. "Why don't you come closer and take a good look at your sister, hm?"

The blood on her marred white uniform dripped onto the floor.

"..."

"No? Well... alright then. Can't say I blame you." She shrugged.

"You know, I'm sorry for what I did, but I'm also happy about it. Now that you're finally looking at the real me, I have a lot of things to say. It's about time you and I had an honest conversation with each other." A wide smile stretched across her face.

"See... I knew all along that you would figure out the trail was fake. I expected that you'd follow it to my room."

"After all, you always knew what I was up to, didn't you, brother? You always knew what I was going to do before I even did it... You know me so, so well..." As she said that Aria gave him a bittersweet smile.

"..."

"That fact has always made me feel so special, having you know every move I make. So, what do you think, Aybel?" She mocked.

"I wanna hear it from you. Do you understand why I'm doing this? Do you understand why I wanted to make my dear brother come searching for me? Or did it still go over your head?"

"..."

What exactly do I say here? I don't know how to respond... I understand what you're going through right now? No, that's a lie, I don't understand.

What I very much understand is that this is not a situation that can be solved with my usual 'logic.'


"Still quiet, huh?"

"...Say, that day..." Aria's eyes slowly drifted from her brother's. "Do you remember everything I told you?"

"..."

She smirked, scoffing at his silence. "Obviously you don't."

Aria suddenly sighed. "Don't worry though, I'm not so naive anymore to expect you to have everything completely figured out. You're not me after all, so I don't expect you to think the same way I do."

She stared blankly at her brother with an equally emotionless gaze. "Truth is, I don't like you, Aybel, and I don't like this stupid world anymore."

"...I see..." Aybel said feeling compelled to break his silence. "You've finally lost it - your innocence. You've learned some hard lessons... Now you see the world the way I do; for what it truly is..."

"Once you open your eyes to the true nature of the world, you start seeing it everywhere. Everything becomes tainted and corrupted. The worst part is, you can never unlearn what you have seen. It will always be there in the back of your mind..."

His eyes twinkled in sadness. "A grave mistake..."

"Nuh-uh, I'm still the same stubborn, stupid Aria that you know and love. But..." Aria paused as if considering her brother's words.

"Let's just say you're right... I used to think that you were my one reason for living but sometimes I wonder... am I yours?"

Aybel's only response was a heavy silence that matched the dark mood within the room.

"I thought that I had someone who would always be there for me, no matter what. Now I don't know what to think. Tell me Aybel, do you even care if." Her voice broke slightly. "...If I die? You weren't particularly in any hurry to find me."

"..."

With surprising speed, Aria pulled a knife from behind her back, pressing the blade directly against her own throat.

Aybel stared back at her... unfazed.

She slowly lowered the weapon gripping it tightly, seething as she lashed out: "That's EXACTLY what I'm talking about! You didn't even flinch! You look at me like you don't care about me at all."

"You're always so guarded, even with me, and it's making me sick. I'm your sister, but you still treat me like some freaking stranger!"

Aria raised the blade once more. "I know you don't care right now, but in a few seconds, maybe you'll finally feel something for me."

He didn't know what to say.

"I..."

"You care?" Tears began to stream down her face as she let out a choked sob: "...Then make it stop, Aybel."

Aria dropped her head, a thick strand of pale blonde hair hid her face from her brother's view.

The knife fell from her hands, clattering to the floor, as she slowly collapsed.

"Please... make it stop..."

She struggled for breath, her entire body shaking.

"I-I can't take it anymore... stop... stop..."

Her hands trembled as they clutched her hair, almost ripping it out.

"PLEASE! I DON'T LIKE BEING HURT!"

Aybel's eyes widened. The sudden scream had caught him off guard.

He remained where he stood, staring down at her in indifference as she cried.

Of course... she's unaware I've closed that chapter. Even if I did tell her, I can't be completely sure of how she'd react. I need to be careful of how I talk to her. But there isn't much I can do right now without risking more harm. Still, I feel responsible for her current state.

"Aria-"

"No. Don't bother pretending like you care. We're done talking. I should know better than to cry by now. I'll do what I need to do."

Wiping her tears with her sleeve, Aria slowly rose to her feet. She kicked the knife on the floor across the room, sending it sliding towards Aybel.

Simultaneously, she pulled another knife from the pocket of her uniform and pointed it at her brother.

A wild look rested in her eyes. "What are you waiting for, brother, hm? Pick up the knife. Pick it up, now."

Without objection, Aybel calmly stepped forward, his fingers curled tightly around the handle of the blade as he grabbed it.

Aria slowly advanced, knife trained on him.

"We're gonna play another game. But this time it's different. I want you to watch me die..."

To Be Continued...
 
Chapter 8: Sucker for Pain
[A/N: Chapter soundtrack - Logic & Ty Dolla $ign ft X Ambassadors - Sucker for Pain]


Aria slowly advanced, knife trained on him.

"We're gonna play another game. But this time it's different. I want you to watch me die..."

"Well, that's a bit harsh."

"Let's call it... hm..." She stopped just a few feet away, thinking for a moment. Aybel watched her in amusement not daring to make a move.

After a few more seconds of deliberation, Aria nodded slowly: "Copycut... yeah, that sounds good."

She announced proudly: "The copycut game!"

She seems satisfied with her naming skills.

"Very well, what are the rules?" Aybel asked.

"This time, you're going to learn what happens when you're the one holding the knife, brother~"

Aria held up her arm, the sleeve of her uniform rolled up as the blade of the knife slowly moved closer and closer to her skin. Her eyes were fixed on her brother, daring him to step forward.

"The rules are simple: I cut myself. You cut yourself, too."

A wicked grin spread across her face as she slowly drove the blade deeper into her skin, watching as the blood trickled down her arm.

"See, it's that easy. You just have to... copy me."

"Hmm... But what if I don't?" Aybel stepped closer, his face stone cold. "I could just stop you myself."

Aria took a step backwards, then another their shadows danced together in the dark, connecting perfectly. She twirled around with a sly grin on her face.

"Go on..." Raising the blade to her throat, she stared him in the eyes.

"Is that what you want? Do you want me to die so quick? You think I won't do it? Do you honestly believe I wouldn't push this knife into my own neck right now if you move one more inch?" She smiled bitterly. "I have nothing left to lose, after all."

I see... There's no doubt she's serious about this.

"That's right, brother. No matter what you do, I WIN." Aria proclaimed, her smile slowly turning into a crazed grin.

"So, why don't you just sit back, share some scars with your dear sister, and watch her slowly bleed to death~?"

"...You certainly don't make it easy for me, Aria." Aybel sighed. "Alright, let's get this over with..."

He slowly extended his arm, sharp and decisive, he made his first cut.

As the blood dripped down his arm, staining his uniform, he watched her reaction, his expression neutral.

Aria's eyes were wide with surprise. "You... You cut yourself for me...? I honestly expected a trap, with you I can never be sure..."

Tapping her blade on her chin, she let out a short, harsh laugh. "So, brother. You're still willing to delay my death? Or is it just because I forced you?"

"..."

Sighing deeply, Aria waved the knife around. "There's no point in trying to save me anymore, you know."

Shoulders slumped, she clutched the knife in both hands. "I know it'll be hard, but please try not to be sad. Just think of it as me going away, somewhere far away, far from here..." Aria looked down for a moment, almost sad...

Her lips curled into a hateful sneer as she raised her head. "Just. Like. Mom..."

Aybel winced at the mention of their mother.

"Mom might've been the reason why I was born..." Aria smiled gleefully as she spun, bringing the blade to her skin once again. "You, on the other hand, are the reason I'm gonna die here today."

SLASH!

Her skin cut like butter.

"But don't worry. Like I said, I'll be going to a better place. And you'll be left here all alone."

"Don't sound so smug. You're not going anywhere... not while I'm still alive." With one quick stroke, Aybel cut himself in the same spot where Aria slashed her own skin.

Silent, Aria dragged the blade across her skin, this time drawing a small cut on her arm.

With a big smile, she raised her arm, holding it up for Aybel to see. "ERIS!"

She stared at her caricature of the cat as if it were a work of art.

"It's beautiful..." Aria mockingly wiped a tear drop off her eye. "Really, I never knew I could do something like this."

"You've certainly improved since that crappy drawing, Aria." Aybel said calmly, dragging his own blade across his skin.

"But, I doubt anyone would want to see your artwork... since it's not as good as mine." He stared at his own creation.

Meanwhile, Aria was motionless still holding her knife tightly. She looked at her brother's wound in deep thought.

The mocking tone of her voice suddenly disappeared, instead replaced by something more genuine as she spoke:

"You know... Mom always compared me to that stupid stray, so I hated it... But you loved it, didn't you?"

"..."

Aria's eyes widened in realization.

"I see now... You really don't care about that cat, do you...? You're way worse than I thoug-"

Suddenly she staggered, a flash of pain crossing her face.

"Ah?" Laughing to herself softly she gave her brother a wide grin. "The pain... It's spreading."

Struggling to keep her eyes open, her breathing slowed becoming more and more shallow.

"Before... haa... Before I die, there's something I want to tell you..." Aria whispered in a hushed tone. "Listen closely, okay?"

She tried to speak again, but the words were barely intelligible:

"Mnnnmmhhnm... sorry... I'm... star... no wait... gimme a sec... I'm... so... sorry, brother. I'm so, so so sorry..."

She's lost herself.

Aybel tried approaching but Aria flinched raising her blade unsteadily, ready to slash her throat at any moment.

"S-Stay back!"

I suppose there is still some clarity left in her.

With a heavy sigh Aybel complied, mimicking her actions.

"You're right about one thing. I truly don't care about the cat. However..."

He drew blood.

"I refuse to let you die. I won't allow that light to be extinguished."

The puddle of blood beneath Aria grew larger and larger with each passing second as she staggered around, her words slurring.

"L-Light? What are you even talking about? And what..." Her body slowly fell forward, but at the last second she caught herself.

"What is that look you're giving me? You're, you're looking at me like I'm some kind of sad pet. I don't like that, stop looking at me. I... I already said I'm sorry... sorry..."

Eyes glazed over again, she lowered her head, hair hanging down like a curtain as she rambled incoherently.

"Aria... listen to me," Aybel commanded. But Aria's grip only tightened on the handle of the blade.

Just as she was about to draw the razor-thin edge across her pale neck, Aybel, seemingly unfazed, calmly spoke: "Those people... will never hurt you again."

At first, Aria became silent... her arm trembling mid-air.

It seems I've grabbed her attention.

Encouraged by this he continued: "I've dealt with them."

Aria's response was a mere whisper, barely audible: "And...? What if they come back for me?"

"I won't let them lay a finger on you," he assured her.

"I'll be there by your side..."

The words carried the weight of his eternal devotion.

"Always."

Slowly, she lifted her head, her large innocent eyes widened and locked with his, searching for any sign of truth in his words...

Without blinking, Aybel threw his knife at her. A spray of blood rained across the room.

To Be Continued...
 
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