For the World (And Never for You)

Ophelia hummed as she tore open her father's chest, ripping through tendons and muscles alike as she reached for the jewel within.

Her hand hit something hard, something metallic, and her heart began racing as she pulled it out.

It was a priceless treasure. The final piece of the puzzle, the irreplaceable thing that would tie together the universe. With this in hand, everything would be fixed. The world would piece itself back together.

Everything would go back to normal, and her family would be dead.

Ophelia gave a small pat to her father's arm.

Some sacrifices were unavoidable, unfortunately.