[-- And then it's white again, and her features have twisted back into their mad, righteous fury. Her hands ball into fists, all thoughts of her sister forgotten as she rounds on man trying to approach.

He can certainly try, however slow, but Oda will feel those shadows pressing closer. Not enough to touch, but the murderous intent hones like a laser on his back.]

Don't act like you could ever understand...! No one does!

[The black sun that hangs in the air pulses]

No one knows what they did to me! No one cared I was already living through hell! Not Nee-san, not you--!

[(Who is he? Who is she screaming at? She can't remember. She doesn't care--)]

Did you even notice I was gone? That I ran away?

[(What--)]

I-- I'm already empty, so what does it matter?! So long as I'm stronger than all of you, then at least... no one can criticize me!