*[Recollection Log No. 7: “BURN THE ITCH”]
Date: xx/xx/18CA 341st Sept. Cycle of the Void Sun Archive Class: Formal Notice of Resignation
Author: [Sister Amaranthine — EMPLOYMENT TERMINATED]
FATHER, I do not understand why you insist on parading that evil witch, Reine, at your side. Whatever joint venture you believe awaits you on that void-forsaken planet, Albireo, it is not worth this betrayal.
And yet you claim you’re merely excavating dirt in search of some mythical void sword that “may or may not exist.” Nothing good has ever come from dealings with the Fang family. Not once. Not any of them.
How convenient that these so-called holy vessels wield void magics and worship some “Void Sun”? Even their family creed is a lie. How does it go? “Where the dusk gazes, we bare our fangs.”
And yet they do not wish to eradicate the void, they wish to command it! That is the only explanation for why Viktor Fang began his Dyson sphere petproject at all, so conveniently close to that void star Ataraxis. His daughter is no different — you’ll see what they’ll do to Albireo and you’ll be a co-conspirator. Believe me — I still respect you, Father.
In some small way, I always will, for what you’ve done for me. But the path you’ve chosen is a selfish one, and it will lead you straight to the Entropy’s black shores. I just hope the lainedolls will be spared the same fate. I will never call Reine my sister. That witch deserves no pleasantries. You’ll see soon enough — the infernal music she keeps playing in the Recollection Hall is meant to summon void beasts.
-Sister Sister Amaranthine]
//END LOG//
