"The thing is, Rika… it's your father. Your father *is* the monster," he said, his tone calm—too calm. But his words struck like a thunderclap in the silence.
Rika's eyes widened. "My… *father*?"
Her knees gave out beneath her. She collapsed to the ground, eyes hollow, mouth trembling as if she had forgotten how to breathe.
"No… no, no, that's not true…" she whispered, clutching her chest. "You're joking… tell me you're joking …"
Her stepsister stared in horror. "Father? H-How is Father the monster?" she asked,as she turned to Kaiser. "Please explain—what does this mean?!" Hinata asked Kaiser
Kaiser took a deep breath. His eyes darkened. "You know how he always asked for blood… how he was never around? That's because blood is what keeps him alive. It's his source of survival."
He clenched his fist.
"He didn't buy it himself because he *couldn't*. The sight of blood drives him insane. He couldn't risk exposing himself in public. That's why he always asked others to do it for him. To protect his secret."
The stepsister shook her head, fury building in her eyes. "What are you saying?! So what—you're telling me our father… *our* father is the creature you've been hunting all this time?!"
She took a step toward Kaiser, fists clenched. But before she could get closer, **Sora** stepped between them, his eyes gleaming coldly with the threat of violence.
"Would you like to confirm it for yourself?" he asked, his voice low, dangerous.
She froze.
"Please… no," she whispered, trembling.
"Then shut your mouth," Sora said, not blinking.
Silence fell like a death sentence.
Rika was still on the floor, her hands gripping the fabric of her skirt tightly, her whole body shaking.
*This can't be real…*
*Why… why did it have to be him? The one person I still trusted…*
She slowly stood up, her legs weak beneath her. Her voice was barely audible. "Excuse me…"
No one stopped her. No one dared.
She turned and walked away, every step slow and heavy, like she was sinking into the floor. Tears streamed silently down her face. Her world had just been ripped to shreds.
The Kaisers watched her go, helpless. Concern etched into every line on their faces.
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**Cut to: Rika's Bedroom**
Rika sat on the floor, her back against the door, knees pulled to her chest, arms wrapped tightly around them. Her head rested on her knees as silent sobs escaped her lips. The world outside no longer mattered. Everything felt… distant. Empty.
Her heart ached so deeply it felt like it might never stop.
A knock echoed softly from the other side of the door. "Rika…"
It was Kaiser.
She flinched at the sound of his voice, quickly wiping her tears. She didn't want him to see her like this. Broken. Shattered. Defenseless.
But she couldn't speak. Couldn't move.
When she didn't respond, Kaiser leaned against the other side of the door and slid down until he was sitting, his back to hers—separated only by the wood between them.
"I know you don't want to see me right now," he said softly, his voice heavy with guilt. "But it's the truth. You deserved to know the truth."
Silence.
"I'm sorry, if you want to go comfirm things with your dad, we could go now."
Rika bit her lower lip, trying to hold back the sob building in her throat. Her voice trembled in her mind.
*Why did it have to be him? Why did it have to be my father?*
A tear hit the floor.
Kaiser placed his palm on the door gently, as if reaching for her through it. "When you're ready… I'll be here."
Rika shut her eyes tightly, more tears escaping.
And for a long while, they just sat there, back to back, separated by pain… yet quietly connected through it.
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### **Cut Scene: Outside the Kaisers' Mansion**
The late afternoon sky had dimmed, casting long shadows over the Kaisers' estate. A heavy silence blanketed the group standing outside, broken only by the soft rustling of the wind.
Rika's stepsister stood with trembling shoulders and teary eyes. "I still can't believe all of this…" she whispered. Her voice was cracking. "My mother is dead… my father's a monster… and now I'm standing in the home of people I was raised to hate. What's going to happen to me now…?"
Her voice trailed off into sobs.
Sakura, quiet and observant, watched her carefully. She didn't speak—but her gaze held sympathy… and curiosity.
Kaiser stepped out of the house, his hands tucked in his coat pockets. The wind tousled his hair as he approached his family. "Rika… she's calmed down," he said quietly.
Everyone turned at the sound of footsteps approaching. It was Rika. Her face was still pale, her eyes a little red, but her tears were gone. Her walk was slow, but steady.
Kaiser stepped forward, concern laced in his voice. "Rika… how are you feeling?"
"I'm fine," she answered softly, without meeting his eyes.
Saito, their father, smiled gently. "I'm glad to hear that… daughter."
Before Rika could respond, tiny footsteps came running toward her—**Hana**.
"Rikaaa!" she cried.
She hugged Rika leg, Rika crouched down to the little girl so she could hold her in her arms. Hana hugged her tightly, her small hands gently patting Rika's head like she was trying to comfort her.
Rika's lips trembled as she held her close. For a brief moment, she felt warmth.
Her stepsister watched it all in silence. The care. The concern. The affection.
It wasn't for her.
Not even once in her life had someone held her like that.
A dark, cold loneliness began to curl in her chest. *Why does she get all of this?*
*Why do I feel like I don't belong anywhere…?*
Rika stood and turned to her stepsister. Her face was unreadable.
"I hope you're ready," she said sharply. "Not that I care if you are or not… but we're going to see *him*."
Her stepsister's eyes widened. "W-What are you saying? You weren't there, Rika! You didn't see what he did to mom! You didn't see his face—his eyes! That thing isn't human!"
Rika's eyes narrowed. "That's exactly why I *have* to go. And I'm dragging you along."
"No! NO! I won't go back there! I won't!" she screamed, her voice cracking with fear. "I'm scared, Rika! Please—don't make me go back…"
Suddenly, **Kaiser** approached, eyes cold and merciless.
"You don't want to go back?" he said, his voice like ice. "What the hell are you talking about, you filthy animal?"
Her whole body flinched.
"You think there's a place for you here? In this house? You think you can keep running from your own father? From what you've seen?" His words stabbed deep, each one colder than the last.
"Do you want him to hunt you down next?" he growled. "Because if you keep crying like that, *he will.*"
She fell to the ground, completely broken, sobbing helplessly.
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### **Cut Scene: Outside the Mansion Gates**
The car rolled to a stop in front of the grand, but eerily quiet mansion. The sky had turned a deep orange-red, casting the house in a sinister glow.
Kaiser stepped out first. Rika followed, her eyes focused and filled with resolve.
Her stepsister sat frozen in the back seat, refusing to move.
Kaiser turned back. "Let's go, Rika. We'll leave her here for the monster."
That one sentence made the blood drain from her stepsister's face.
"Wait—WAIT!" she screamed, scrambling out of the car and falling to her knees. "Don't leave me! Please—don't leave me behind!"
Kaiser didn't look at her. "Then stop whining like a child… and walk."
"I-I'm coming…" she whimpered, trembling as she stood.
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### **Cut Scene: Inside the Mansion**
The doors creaked open with a chilling groan as Rika and Kaiser stepped inside.
The mansion was deathly silent. The air was heavy with presence. With something *dark.*
Her stepsister hid behind Kaiser, her hands shaking violently.
"He's close…" Kaiser whispered.
And then they heard it.
*Tap… tap… tap…*
Footsteps. Slow, deliberate, echoing off the cold marble floors.
Out of the shadows, a figure emerged.
His clothes were soaked in blood. His eyes glowed a deep, inhuman red.
He stopped a few feet away from them.
His gaze fell directly on Rika stepsister.
"**Touka…**" he said, his voice guttural and low.
"**I'm home.**"
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### **Scene: Inside the Blood-Stained Mansion**
The air was thick, suffocating—like death itself lingered in every breath.
The door creaked shut behind them. Darkness wrapped around the trio: **Rika**, **Kaiser**, and **Touka**, who trembled like a leaf, clutching herself tightly.
And then… *he* emerged from the shadows.
Blood stained his white shirt, soaked deep into the fabric. His smile was far too wide, far too unnatural. His eyes, blood-red and soulless, gleamed with inhuman hunger.
"**Touka…**" he said, voice low and gravelly, as he stepped into the dim light.
"**I'm home.**"
Touka froze. Her lips quivered. "F-Father…?"
Rika stood silent. Her heart slammed in her chest. The man she once adored was now a monster from a nightmare.
Kaiser narrowed his eyes. Inside his mind, he processed it.
**"Touka… so her name is Touka."**
Rika swallowed hard, stepping forward. Her voice cracked.
"F-Father… is that you…?"
The man turned slowly. His head tilted in amusement.
"And who are you, young lady?" he asked with a twisted smile.
The words cut through her like knives.
"Who… am I…?" Rika repeated, her body beginning to tremble. "Who… am I…?!"
She screamed—voice raw with rage and heartbreak.
"I'M YOUR DAUGHTER, YOU GOOD-FOR-NOTHING FATHER!"
His eyes widened.
"Rika…? Rika… is that you?" he whispered. "Ahhh, how you've grown…"
Tears welled in his eyes. For a brief second, Rika's heart stuttered. *Was there still… something human left in him?*
But then… he *laughed*.
A deep, howling, maniacal laugh that echoed across the hall.
"Wow… I forgot you were still alive."
Everyone froze. Even Kaiser's eyes widened slightly.
"*Alive?*" Rika whispered, her face pale. "What… are you saying…?"
Her father sighed and dragged a hand across his face, smearing dried blood.
"When I asked your stepmother for blood… she sent me yours instead," he said casually. "At first, I hesitated—after all, you were *my daughter*. But the hunger… it broke me."
He looked directly at her now, eyes bloodshot, voice cracking.
"I tasted your blood… and Rika, I *enjoyed it*. I waited for it. Craved it. Again and again. It stopped mattering that you were mine. I just wanted… more."
Rika stumbled backward.
"No… no, you didn't—"
"And when it stopped coming," he interrupted, voice rising, "I went mad. I *had to come get it myself*. But you weren't home, were you? No one was here. I needed blood to survive. So…"
He licked his lips.
"Touka I had to kill mother."
"*WHAT!?*" Rika screamed.
"This is your fault,Rika" he growled. "You weren't here. If you had just obeyed, she'd still be alive. YOU made me kill her!"
"STOP!!!" Rika screamed, falling to her knees.
She clutched her head, shaking violently, tears pouring down her cheeks.
Kaiser stepped forward and gently crouched, pulling her into his arms. She buried her face into his chest and cried—loud, uncontrollable sobs of pain, betrayal, and heartbreak.
### **Moments Later**
Rika slowly stood. Her tears had dried. Her eyes—no longer human—burned red like fire.
Her father took a cautious step back.
"R-Rika… your eyes… what's the meaning of this?"
Rika's voice was hollow.
"now this, this is your fault."
Touka screamed, collapsing to the floor, crawling backward toward the exit. "W-What is this?! Is this a nightmare?!"
Rika turned toward her sister, her gaze cold.
Then she turned back to the monster in front of her.
"…My love for you died a long time ago," she whispered. "The day you left me to suffer."
"I didn't leave you!" he yelled, panicking. "I had… business to take care of!"
"Oh?" she sneered. "Like turning into *this*?"
He fell silent.
She took a step forward.
"Well, that doesn't matter now. Because you're going to die."
"W-Wait—"
Before the word was finished, she was already behind him.
*SHLCK!*
Blood sprayed. His eyes widened as he looked down to see Rika's hand piercing through his chest—holding his still-beating heart.
She yanked it out slowly… grinning.
He collapsed to his knees his hand on her skirt. She raised the heart to her face… and *crushed* it in her fist.
"Rika… no…" he gasped.
She kicked him away like garbage.
He landed in front of Kaiser, choking on blood.
Kaiser crouched.
He smiled coldly.
"For touching her skirt… you lose your hands."
*CRACK!*
In a flash, he ripped both arms clean off the dying man. The screams echoed through the mansion like a banshee's wail.
Rika walked forward, her footsteps echoing like a drumbeat of death.
She placed her boot on his head.
And then—*CRUNCH!*
Blood splattered across the walls.
Silence.
She stood over the corpse, panting.
Then she turned to Kaiser. Her expression twisted into something dark… and beautiful.
She looked at him as his eyes turned red, his fangs were already out and he gave her a vampire smile, she kissed him—slowly.
They smiled at each other. Two demons, forged in pain.
Behind them, **Touka** had passed out from sheer terror. Her eyes rolled back, her body trembling as she collapsed.
Rika and Kaiser walked away without looking back, hand in hand.
As if they hadn't just slaughtered someone.
As if the screams… were music to their ears.