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AnultimatumarrivedsoonfromHimeyama，demandingunditionalsurrender.IguessaftertheyheardaboutArashi’sdeparture，theyfiguredthatKageyamawasalreadygoodasdead.

EveryonewrotetoArashi.Everyoinlittlemementosfromtheirdayswithherorincludedlittlestoriesoftheirmemoryofbeingwithher.WeallkhatKageyamawouldbenomore.Wewouldputonabraveresistahatwouldnshametotheproudtraditionofturies，andwewoulddiestanding，asgallantwarriors.Elderswiththeirexpertiseinmagicdrewamatrix，andusingArashi’sbelongingsleftinherroom，theywereabletogetthematrixtotransporttheboxofletterstowhereArashiwas.

Iwroteashortnoteaswell.IfeltguiltysinceIwastheoakingRanawayfromKageyama，andIspentalmosttwoyearswiththecutebabygirlwhenArashilivedinagony.IapologizedtoArashifortakingpartintherudeoffenseagainsther，andIwishedherahappypeacefullifewithRan.

etothinkofit，IdidnothearanythingaboutwhathappeoHide’o.Istilldon’tknowwhereheendedup.

Thedayoftheattackcame.Everyonefoughtbravely.However，themilitarystrengthofHimeyamawascrushingdownonKageyama.Thesheermultitudeofsoldiersiroopswasunbelievable.

Iwasinthelibrary，withmylastattemptatsummoningmagic.IreallylikedmydaysatKageyama，andIwaswillingtodieforit.

Ourcellorwasthefirstintheformation，followedbytheelders，thentheinstructors，andfinallystudentsandservicestaff.Somewerefortuodieinbattle，butmostofthemwerecapturedaliveafterbeingbadlywounded.

IstillhadnotsucceededinsummoningmagidwastakenprisonerwhenHimeyama’sforcesductedathhsearchofthecampus.

ThentheFiveappeared.Yukaripronouhatduetoourfailuretoproperlysurrender，weweretoberightfullydisciplined.Ryō’seyeswereglowing.

Onebyone，membersofKageyamaweretorturedtodeathatthehandsofRyō，whohadtakenalongallhernewlydesigneddevicesforthis“leisureouting”

ofhers.Wewereallmadetowatch.Thosewhotriedtolookawayfromtheunbearablesightwerebroughtclosetothese，hadtheirheadforciblyheldup，andtheireyesfixedwithspellssotheycouldnotclosetheireyelids.

Beingtheonlyohoutpreviousinjuries，Ryōsavedmeforthelast，andsheaskedaroundforawagertobemadeonhowlongIwouldbekeptalivewhilebeing‘played’with.

Ihadallmynailspulled，allmybonesbrokenintotinypieces，oatime，whileMidoriusedhermagictokeepmefromlosingsciousness.IthinkRyōwasjustabouttolightmyfeetonfirewhenIsawArashiappear;Iguessshedecidedtoeafterall.

Suddenly，IfeltthatIcouldmoveagain，andthatmightbeahalluation.However，Ikhatforsomereason，IwouldimmediatelysucceedifIsummonedmagicbysacrifigmybody.

Iimaginedagreatswordoflightandshadows，andtedLumenHilareinmyhead.Mybodyturnedintotinyparticlesoflight，andthatlightwaslikeacloud，withoutform.Myspiritwasfreedfromthetorturedevice，andmysciousnessresidedwithmyspirit.

Iimaginedmylefthandwiththumb，index，andmiddlefingergatheredintoasinglepoint，asasymbolofthedivirinity，andmyrighthandwasheldoverit，ftheChi-Rhohaureoftheorthodoxsaints.AndasingularsphereoflightappearedbetweenwhereIimaginedmyhandstobe.Themagichadsuccessfullytakenshape.

Iimaginedseeingthisspherebeingarayoflight，thenIimaginedswingingthisraytodottheskywithlights，andfinallyIimagiherayandthedotsallbeingswordsoflightandshadows.

Iwassuccessfulineverystep.

Iofferedmyspiritastheprice，andaheswordstorainontheHimeyamaforces.Itworked.Everysingleoneofthemwasdead，includingtheFive.

IsawahollowspherethatRyōhadthatwashangingoffherbelt.Itwasmadeofgoldenthreadandsilverlace，andprobablyalsorosegoldfeathers.Ithadsomethinginit.ItwasdanglingrightinfrontofmeasIwasbeingtortured.

Anyhow，whenswordsoflightandshadowspiercedRyō，oneoftheswordsdestroyedthatdecoration，andIhadasharppaininmyspiritbeing，asifsomepartofmehadbeenannihilated.Iguessshesomehowtookafragmentofmybeingandimprisothere，andnoartofmewasgoneforever.

AfterHimeyamaforceswerewipedout，Istartedtodisappear，startingfromthefeetofmyspiritbody.IsawArashitakingoutalittledoll，whichlookedfamiliar.IguessitwasoneofthedollsImadeforRan.Arashitriedtoelmysciousnessintothedoll.Ithoughtshewassuccessful，asthenIwas‘looking’atherthroughtheeyesofthedoll.

Butthen，Iheardhersaythatithadfailed.Somehowmysoulwasnotplete，andshecouldnotpreservemysoulinthedoll.SoIguessRyōsomehowtookafragmentofsoulandtrappeditinthathollowsphere，whichhadjustbeeroyed.

IsawArashisligopentimeandspace，andsheseoit，andtoldmetoliveinadifferentworld，whereaninpletesoulexist.Andshewishedmepeadhappiness.

AsIamwritingthis，IwonderwhyArashicameforme.MaybetakingcareofRanasasiherwasveryhard，andshethoughtofthetwoyearsthatIhadraisedRanbymyself，withoutanysupport，andhadtoavoidraisingsuspifromanyone.

Maybeshehadthelittledollwithhersothatshecouldgiveittome，ormaybetoburyitwithmybody.Ireallydon’tknow.Maybesherememberedthedayswhechedcloudsandsusonthewestcliff，wheresheleaptoff，ormaybeshehadreadmyapologyandcametogivethelittledolltotellmethatIwasfiven.

IguessIwouldneverfindout.

Ifinallywokeupfromthedream，anditwasaboutanhourpastmidnight.IthinkIlivedatotaloffifteenyearsinthatdream.Itfeltabitsurrealthatithadonlybeenthreeorfourhoursinreallife.Iwasabitshaken，distressed，andbewildered.IthinkIspentsometimelyingawakespeechlessbeforeIfellasleepagain.

AsIamwritinginmyjournalrightnow，Iguess，well，whoknows.

Maybeaportionofmysoulisactuallymissing.Iamneverfully“there”

.Aportionofmysciousnesshasalwaysbeendisengaged--lostsomewhereinouterspace，aspeoplewouldsay.

Eveninbed，Iwasneverabletobefullypresentinthemoment.IaskedmyspousetotryBDSMstuffonme，inadesperateattempt，hopingtogetmetobeinthemomentwiththehelpofpain，butithadneverworked.

Somaybethat’sjustbecausemysoulisinplete.Well，thatexplanationisasgoodasany.