However, Himeko had not gone far.
The mature red-haired beauty's steps
took her past a Curio display case containing fragments of a crimson greatsword.
A searing wave of consciousness suddenly surged through her mind.
Sounds of commotion and weeping, accompanied by feelings of grief,
left Himeko dizzy.
One of her high heels tilted beneath her.
Himeko lost her balance and fell toward the side of the display case.
[He was born from the heart of the fire. He smiled in the fire.]
An eerie voice drifted faintly beside her ear.
She clutched her head with both hands, and her golden leaf-shaped hair ornament fell.
Her long, cascading crimson hair spilled into disarray.
Himeko bit her rosy lip.
An inexplicable expression of pain and sorrow appeared on her slightly pale face.
In an instant.
Fleeting images flashed through her mind like slides.
Scenes both unfamiliar and familiar unfolded.
A valiant woman with cascading crimson hair wore an imposing suit of battle armor.
In both hands, she held a crimson greatsword.
She stood on the deck of an airship.
She raised her sword toward the heavens, her fiery hair whipping in the wind.
A dark purple curtain descended over the sky.
A girl with long silver-white hair strolled through the void along steps she casually conjured.
Her beautiful, innocent face was filled with cold arrogance.
Then chaotic flashes of light intersected within the scene.
As the two fought fiercely in the air, heaven and earth shook.
In the end... the crimson blaze that burned across the sky dimmed and fell away completely.
Himeko could vaguely see.
The crimson greatsword that had ultimately dimmed and shattered.
And the fragments floating in the display case's gravity field before her.
Their outlines looked remarkably alike.
And that mature, voluptuous woman in crimson battle armor.
Seemed