(Y/N) stood outside her balcony, looking at the garden that reminded her of her home. But... it doesn't feel comfortable and welcoming anymore. It brought her discomfort and ache as she glanced at it.

"Saintess..." (Y/N) flinched at the voice, surprised that there was someone still awake at this hour. She looked below the balcony to see an old friend. "Is it alright if we take a walk?"

"Oh, of course." (Y/N) replied, running back inside to take a jacket to keep herself warm on the cold autumn night. She ran back out on the balcony, looking down at the blue haired man in worry. "Um... a little help..?"

"Oh, right. Sure." Giyuu replied, snapping his fingers, a blue light encasing (Y/N) as she floated to the ground carefully. "Are you alright? With what happened at the hall... I couldn't help... Tanjiro and Sabito wouldn't let me... sorry..."

"It's alright..." (Y/N) replied, doing her best to not worry him. "...I just couldn't let him get out of control... everyone would get in trouble... and have another tragedy during my time as the saintess... I'm probably the only one who's caused this much trouble, my ancestors would be embarrassed of me..."

"Don't worry, everyone gets in trouble from time to time." Giyuu said as he led her through the garden. "And also, I'm pretty sure that the saint from 13 generations ago started the feud in Di Er. But the next after him resolved it."

"So I'm guessing you're telling me there's a solution for everything..." (Y/N) sighed, stopping to admire the roses. "But... what I did... destroyed nearly half of the kingdom... sending it to near destruction... I couldn't do anything to protect it..."

"(Y/N)," Giyuu stopped in his tracks, giving the woman a worried look. "What do you last remember?"

"...What I last... remember..?" Giyuu nodded at her question. She turned her head, looking at the moonlight. "I remember... laying down... looking at the ceiling of my room... blood on my body... and... it was cold..."

"..." Giyuu bit the inside of his cheek, keeping his anger. The whole kingdom might get swallowed up by a tsunami. "Does the name Arjun sound familiar to you?"

"Huh?" A certain part of (Y/N) seems to ring at the name. "Arjun... that name... does sound familiar to me... Tell me, Giyuu, who is Arjun?"

"If I tell you the truth, will you believe me?"

"I... don't know..."

"Then, what if I told you that Arjun was your lover."

There was a pause, a suffocating pause as Giyuu's words bounced around in (Y/N)'s head. Her mind seems to go blank. She couldn't say anything. Could she believe him? Yes, he's known him since she was young. But what if he was lying? He would never lie. But what if he's doing this because he never liked Muzan since the beginning? No, he wouldn't. He wasn't that type of person.

"I..." (Y/N) began, her words stuck to her throat. "I... I don't... know what-" She gasped, her head snap back to where she had run off a while ago. "This... this is holy magic..." Questions began to run on her head, wondering who the caster might be. There weren't a lot of holy magic users in the palace. Just her, Michikatsu, princess Ahlaama. Just them three. No one else. "I know who this is..."

"(Y/N)?" Giyuu asked nervously, hoping to take her attention from the holy power they were feeling. "(Y/N), I'll go take you back to your room, it's gonna get cold out later on."

"No... I just... I'm just... I just want to-"

With a snap of Giyuu's fingers, (Y/N) had disappeared from where she stood and she was back at her room. Confusion filled her mind as she suddenly arrived at her room within a flash.

"What the..." She looked around and didn't see Giyuu around. She rushed to her doors and tried to pry it open, but it wouldn't budge. There was a protection spell on it, not letting her leave. This familiar magic... it belonged to her cousin, Michikatsu.

"Michikatsu!!" She called, pounding on the door. "Get rid of your magic now!!" She exclaimed, hoping her cousin could hear her and let her go out. "Michikatsu!!"

But no matter how much she called, there was no answer. She had to get out. And she had to get out now. If he wasn't going to answer, then she would get rid of this herself. She's still the saintess, her power is on par, if not more powerful than the high priest.

(Y/N) took a step back, placing a hand on the door, and began to chant a spell, slowly getting rid of her cousin's magic. But as she chanted, she felt her chest getting heavier by the second. Something felt wrong when she used magic...

Something was missing...

(Y/N) shook her head. This was not the time for this. She had to get out before the presence she felt disappeared. The ones who used holy magic... they were very familiar. Fifteen years since she's felt them...

It belonged to her family. Her brother and cousins. It was them. There was no doubt about it. Not a lot could use holy magic. It was only her family, the princess Ahlaama, the sister of the emperor, and the previous queen of Rodina.

And out of all of them... only two lives... (Y/N) and her family and... princess Ahlaama...

With much trouble, (Y/N) had finally broken the spell on her door and she can finally make her escape outside, albeit weak, she still persisted. If this was her brother and cousins, then she was going to use everything in her power if it meant seeing them, even if it's a slim chance.

(Y/N) felt her body growing heavier with every step she took. The closer she got to the source of the power, the weaker she felt. Why was it that she was feeling like this whenever she used her power. Everyone kept saying it was because she still hasn't fully recovered, but she knows that she's recovered long ago.

What was it that was causing her magic to spill out...?

Before long, (Y/N) could not handle the pain and had collapsed on the floor.

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It was a dark place. Wherever it was, the poor 16 year old did not know where she was.

'16?' The girl asked, looking at her body. It was younger than she had remembered. 'Aren't I supposed to be 31 now?' Confusion filled her head as she walked around the unknown place.

It was both dark and cold, but the further and further she got, she could feel warmth, and she could see light in the distance. She picked up the pace and followed the light, hoping it would lead her away from this place.

"Hello?" She called to the light who was starting to form a person. When she was close enough, she could see a glowing person, a golden glow. Someone was sitting on the ground, their back turned on her. "Um... can you tell me where I am...?"

"...shh..." The light said. It sounded like a girl. Eerily the same voice as her. The light turned her head to the unknown visitor and placed a finger on her lips, hushing her. "He's resting... don't disturb him now... (Y/N)..."

"Who's resting?" (Y/N) asked, confused as to who this person was talking about.

"Him." The figure of light moved her body slightly and showed (Y/N) a boy resting on her lap, enveloped on what looked like a blanket of golden light. But he wasn't glowing. He looked relatively normal. The figure of light then moved her hand, gently caressing his soft white hair. "(Y/N)... what are you doing here?"

"Uh... I don't know...?" (Y/N) responded in a questioning manner. She did not know why she was here. She was just running earlier and then she passed out only to wake up wherever this place is. "And... how come you know my name...?"

"Hm..." A chuckle left the light figure's lips as she pointed to herself. "Because you're me, and I'm you." (Y/N) furrowed her brows, not understanding a single thing that this light was saying. But she still chuckled, finding it amusing. "Come here."

(Y/N) did as what the light figure had said and scooted next to her, sitting down on the ground. A warm light held her hand and gently guided it to the sleeping boy. The moment (Y/N) felt his warm cheeks, her brows lift in confusion and surprise.

"Now, let me ask you this, (Y/N)...." The light said with a sad tone. "Do you recognize this boy?"

"I... don't know... but..." (Y/N) paused, placing her other hand on his white hair, fixing it up. "This magic.... It's mine... and... someone's.... But that shouldn't be-"

"Possible?" The light asked. "That's right, it shouldn't be... but look at him... this being... it's not just some puppet, it's a person... it's your son."

"My what?"

"He and her sister had been through a lot... they've always wished to see you." The light did not answer. "But all the years you and S▯i▯▯ were away, they were left alone with their father, hoping to one day meet you and him as well... and every time something like this happens, only I am here... just a fragment of you... you gave half of yourself up... to keep him safe... so, why aren't you by their side? Have you forgotten your promise with him?"

"I... don't know what you're talking about?"

"They are pitiful children... they sometimes overuse their power on purpose just to come here... just to see me... to see you..." She continued. "The three of them are having a hard time restoring their power to keep them alive... but these two just wouldn't listen... just for this fragment... this small memory of you..."

"Who are they?"

"(Y/N)... I have something to say...." The light once again ignored (Y/N). She turned to face her, her light slightly dimming. "If this happens three more times... there won't be a you to restore them back... This power, it's your power, and I manifested from it. And the me that you gave up fifteen years ago... is slowly getting weaker... These two children will die... so please, do your best. Remember everything. Remember the things you forgot. Remember what the king and the high priest had stolen from you."

"Wait... wait!" (Y/N) called out as she felt something dragging her away from the two figures. "Wait please!! Don't go just yet!! Please!! I have something I want to ask!!"

"ѕн▯▯σ, кσ▯α▯α, ▯σн▯▯υ. Remember, (Y/N)." The dimming figure glanced at (Y/N) last time, her eyes showing her both sadness and pain. 

'You look... just like me..?'  Was (Y/N)'s last thought as she woke up in a cold sweat, gripping the hand that was holding hers. She turned around and look, what met with her was fluffy white hair and lilac eyes that held so much concern and love it made her want to cry. 

"...Mo... you...---?" 

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"Mother"

I wanted to add Koharu in there, but my hand was like,,, "Aha, you can't draw shit. Give up." And I did. It's a winged light, collect it!!