235 INTERLUDE III: Sorry

Sorry knelt under her mother's altar, praying. 

"The war is turning towards us. After years of defeat and suffering, the Alliance's troops have captured the human's ketricite factories. Even if the kingdom sends overwhelming force to take them back, they'll only be met with rubble and fire. And us… we'll leave with the technology to turn the war towards us once and for all. Our… sacrifice. It was not in vain."

Empty words. Sorry would be forced to sacrifice more and more. But she hoped at least her mother would rest calm knowing that her suffering wasn't for nothing.

Her crimson, almost gleaming fingertips felt the name etched onto the altar. 

[Shame]

A brutally honest name. But that was the tradition of her family, as her mother always taught her. 

'When your name shows the deepest truth about yourself, then your actions will be truthful as well,' she would say. 

'Then why did you name me 'Sorry'?' her younger self would ask back.