"Daughter this, daughter that; SHE'S NOT MINE! I NEED TO LIVE!"
Her screech echoed beyond the railings and into the valley beneath us for miles.
Imperturbed, I simply sighed and pointed at the bag she had thrown to her side.
"Is this your choice?"
In reality, this younger Anna knew everything: the reason her real self had died was all in that diary.
Not by any illness, but by the very hand she had spent her life serving.
Lunging toward me, her wings flapping and boosting her off the ground, she yelled out.
"SHE AND I SPENT OUR LIVES SAVING THIS BODY. IT'S OURS!"
To ensure Anna continued completing missions, even after becoming a hero, the demons cursed Carissa.
Specifically, the exact demon who had raised Anna after the death of her two parents had abused her trust to do so.
Anna killed dozens, leaked billions of dollars of information, and sacrificed the human realm just to save her daughter.
No one knew, not even her husband.
