The padded white room was quiet and dark, the only light being the orange purple hue that’s flooded in from the window in the locked door…

Yosano sat in the corner, curled up in her wheel chair and her eyes unmoving as she stared at the floor…

Fourteen year old Yosano Akiko had seen more horrors in her life than any child should have. After being taken from her quaint life at a candy shop and used during the Great War, Yosano’s eyes and mind had been plagued with more death and brutality than anyone else. She had saved soldiers with her ability and been called an “Angel ” but at what coast…

Now she remained locked away from the world in this mental facility, battling the turmoil and trauma that came from her ability and all she had done to those poor soldiers…

Her eyes and body don’t make an effort to move as she hears the door to her room slowly creek open, revealing you on the other side…