Chapter 01

"Boom!"

Loud explosions rang out in the sky. The whole space was engulfed in a sea of ​​red flames.

"Coronis… please… Coronis… God, what the hell is going on?"

Ríona trembled as she watched the scene unfolding before her eyes. Coronis, her twin sister, the cute and shy little sister who always needed her protection. At this moment, the little girl is standing in the middle of a sea of ​​blood, holding a knife as fast as lightning to cut the necks of each child one by one. They all rush in to kill her, but no one can match her. Coronis reacted quickly. The layer of white nightgowns floated with each movement, and the red blood of the unlucky people was soaked in that pure white colour. Coronis looked like a fiery red flower, a dancer from hell.

"Aaaaaaa-"

Screams resounded through the air. This place at present is exactly a bloody death place. The girl has golden hair that floats like fire, blue eyes like lightning, and a beautiful face like an angel calmly walking in the middle of a sea of ​​corpses filled with flesh and blood piled up by herself. That little girl was like a messenger from hell sent to inform them that the Apocalypse was coming.

"C-Coronis… you… you… I'm begging you-" Ríona nearly broke into tears. Her eyes were blurred with tears. She couldn't believe the horrifying reality right in front of her eyes.

Coronis scanned the large room filled with corpses and soon spotted one lucky survivor lurking in the corner like a dishevelled rat. She calmly took steady steps towards Ríona.

Ríona was now collapsing to the ground. Because she was so scared, her legs were paralyzed, and she couldn't run away. She rolled her beautiful blue sapphire eyes, looking at the girl in front of her, who looked exactly like her – no, even more, beautiful and proud.

Despite Ríona's extreme panic and trembling, Coronis, on this side, was surprisingly calm and calm. She stood in front of Ríona and haughtily looked down from above at the girl lying on the floor, her hair and clothes in disarray and tears rolling down her cheeks.

Coronis raised her hand without a knife in front of Ríona's face. Ríona closed her eyes in fear, and her whole body shook. The girl who had an angelic beauty but was a messenger of hell ran her small, slender fingers along Ríona's bouncy blond hair. Just as Ríona was still stunned, a great force from that small hand gripped the fist of her hair, tugging her head and pressing it to the floor in excruciating pain. Then, Coronis cursedly grabbed her hair and pulled her up, dragging Ríona across the floor in a rough manner despite Ríona struggling and pleading.

"Coronis, my little Coronis… I beg of you. God, who took your soul like this? Coronis, wake up! Coronis!"

No one answered her except for the sound of her clothes being torn with each violent movement, the sound of her body slamming painfully on the floor, the sound of Coronis' calm and calm footsteps, and the sound of a fire burning. The rattling creaking is getting closer and closer.

Coronis suddenly stopped, turned, and shot Ríona a bottomless gaze. Right after that, she pushed Ríona to the ground, sitting on her stomach.

The moment Coronis raised the sharp and shiny knife that flashed like lightning on a stormy night, Ríona could only think that she would end up dying this way.

"Slice!" The sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh was loud enough for the two of them to hear. At the same time, what was left of Ríona's sanity recognised the pain coming from the open wound in her throat. Blood began to flow, spreading and soaking the poor little girl's pure white nightgown. Her vision blurred from the intense pain. Before her eyes, there was only a faint silhouette of a small girl, but strangely, Ríona could see the fiery pink eyes of the person opposite her.

Pink? Why? Coronis's eyes are originally blue like her.

In extreme panic and fear, Ríona's mind went numb as the pain and blood flowed from the wound. At that moment, Ríona heard a whisper in her ear. Coronis leaned down next to her ear:

"Ríona. From today, you are dead. After today, only the name Coronis is left who is allowed to continue to exist. This knife has left your throat and all the other corpses undisclosed any secret. Ríona, you are dead today. The dead will forever be unable to speak."

Ríona felt something salty trickle down the corner of her mouth – tears?

"Listen, Ríona. Stay awake and listen carefully!" Coronis took a deep breath and continued to say to her: "Ríona, run away at once and forget all the memories here, now!"

"Ríona," Coronis' voice sounded more urgent, "– Ríona, from now on, your name is Coronis. Remember, Coronis! Don't say a word about this secret. This is my last request. Please. forget everything. Live. You must survive!"

The fire outside had licked almost the base of the room and was getting closer and closer. The alarm bell rang non-stop. All to wake Ríona's dreamy mind and warn her of this great purge. She saw Coronis getting more and more urgent. The girl looked around quickly as if she was on guard for something different from the carefree look Ríona usually saw in her sister. Coronis spoke up:

"Ríona - no, Coronis - remember. I can only say this once. Soon, you need to run along this corner, to ten o'clock on the right-hand side of the corridor. The last corner will have a You need to find it and enter the password SBK794583, and then a tunnel will appear. I hacked the camera system there. You go into the ventilation duct at the end of the tunnel and try to crawl out outside before dawn. This place is going to explode in just over ten minutes. I've been working out a plan to call the police." Saying a long, ragged breath, Coronis sat down slightly, raised his bloody hand, gently stroked Ríona's forehead, and planted a kiss on it. Her lips were soft and fleeting like the wings of a butterfly. It was a butterfly sent by Hades.

"Ríona, I love you." The little girl smiled. Like the flash of the triumphal arch, the silver blade flashed once more. Right after that, Ríona could only see the glint of blood gushing from Coronis's throat.

"Coronis! Please! Noooooo!"

"I'd rather you kill me, Coronis!" Ríona cried until she lost her voice.

Gunshots are heard outside. The siren sounded even louder. The fire reached the corpses piled up in the room, burning the unfortunate children in this UVS orphanage.

Ríona only had time to hear Coronis whisper, "run for me" - her pink eyes were now sparkling with water, seeming to beg Ríona to run as fast as she could.

Ríona burst into tears, using all her strength to suppress the intense pain, and ran as fast as she could without daring to turn her head once. She was afraid that if she turned around, she would regret it and would waste Coronis' life pointlessly. That night, she left behind in this orphanage little friends, family-like brothers and sisters who always accompany each other - and also Coronis, her twin sister who is like half her soul.

"Goodbye, Riona..."

***

Noémie, fifteen years later.

The doorbell rang, signalling that a rare visitor had arrived at the secluded little teahouse Enfleurage. The owner, busy cleaning the floor, quickly raised her head when she saw a familiar silhouette; she smiled brightly. The large dark brown frames didn't hide the moving beauty of her deep sapphire blue eyes - they seemed to glow with a mischievous glint of innocence. She temporarily pulled back her long, shiny blonde hair because the cleaning job was a bit strenuous and messy, but it made her look full of life and lovely. A classical beauty lives in an old tea shop at 10 Noémie Street.

"Welcome." The girl's clear voice rang out.

"Give me a piece of Buckwheat and É'sphora tea as usual..." said the guest with an elegant overcoat, an old-fashioned and noble handsomeness like a prince. Then, he hesitated a bit, his eyes were unnatural and a little awkward looking down at his feet, shyly calling the girl's name:

"– Thank you, Coronis."

The girl grinned. That bright smile revealed her pearly white teeth, causing her eyes to curl like a crescent moon. Coronis rested her chin on the mop, playfully raised her hand in a military salute, dignified: "Yes! Sir."

Yes, no one knows the old and eerie tea shop owner in this deserted street without a single passerby - was Coronis Emma - a perfumer and also an anonymous assassin.

Also, no one knows that Gotha Edward Ethelbert - the young man with a beautiful appearance like a statue is the last descendant of the Gotha family - the family that has hidden many heart-wrenching secrets.