It was a world where a girl who never had a friend finally found some - only to find out it was all for nothing; they abandoned her when she needed help most. It was a world where the light of hope and the waited-for savior, turned out to be the destroyer.

It was a world where a man of iron-hard will could decide to take a young girl and call her his, and do with her what he wished; it was a world driven by his vengeance. It was a world where her compassion was ridiculed and her coldness was praised. It was a world that tried its hardest to make her less than a soldier, nothing but a sword.

"Even me, huh?" she says, quietly still for now. A more characteristic expression takes over next. "But I'll always keep going forward. I'll never stop." The moment she stops, it'll all come down.