it was meant to be an easy job, especially with most of the unit sent out. though, it was only found out too late that their guards would have to be up high.

you and masumi split up thinking it’d be fine. you’d be fine because the momo don’t even know about your existence.

it should’ve been fine. it would’ve been if the mission was as short as it was said to be.

it wasn’t. the cycle of replacing the blood in the jar was getting annoying. and your ability. god, it was making your brain feel like it was gonna split in two. it was normal for overuse, but… this was starting to get past your limits.

you couldn’t get a break. they’d keep asking for an update.

your nose bled first. you wiped it with your sleeve.

blood dripped from your eyes… you wiped it.

it was torture. the blood would continue dripping.

it reached your ears. your ears bled like crazy. you were way past your limit.

you fell to your knees, collapsed. your vision blurred. the jar stayed gripped in your hand, but your fingers were starting to loosen.