"I, Cinderella Paula, cursed my bloodline the moment I was born. My parents were royalty in a small, quiet kingdom, making me princess of said kingdom. Their first and only child. Much like most parents, they were overcome with joy when I was born, as I seemed to be just another perfect addition to their perfect lives. However, it all went downhill from there. I was diagnosed with a heart disease. I never learned any specifics, but something was wrong with it, and it beat barely fast enough to keep me alive. Doctors could not figure out how to help me long term, and I was on the verge of dying shortly after being born. A kind mage from another country however, was miraculously able to temporarily speed up my heartbeat just enough to give me a few more days. Not that it mattered, as I had barely formed a conscious by then in the first place. Maybe I should have died right then and there… Or maybe, my parents should have looked for another way… Because what they ended up choosing to do must have been one of the worst things. While I understand they did it out of their love for me, I wish I could have felt that love, just once, myself, instead of having these memories now flash before me. Sending whoever they could find, they spread out their search for help into the deepest, darkest corners of the world. However even they must have been surprised when one soldier came back with a music box. Or rather be surprised by the djinn that was attached to it. I never got its name, but they looked like a woman with long, braided, black hair. She appeared so kind at first, it was like a miracle… My parents first wish was for me to never die or be injured because of my failing body, and live a long and healthy life. The djinn smiled and granted the wish, from which point on I never had any health problems ever again. Even injuries healed instantly, and I never became sick as well. However, they would not get to see most of these effects. Their second wish was for everyone to have a place to sleep and food in the entire world, a noble wish, but too vaguely phrased. The djinn explained, that the everyone with a physical body had, at the very least, the ground as a place to sleep on. And as for the food, they never said it needed to last forever, so she simply gave every person a bread crumb, and this gave to the entire world. My parents were outraged, but the djinn only acted confused and apologized, but by then it should have been clear to them that it did not mean it. However, naive as they were, they believed the djinn had made an honest mistake and even apologized themselves for phrasing it so vaguely. Their third wish however would turn out to be their worst, as they wished for the djinn to help them make a wish that would help free people in need of their burdens. The djinn decided that the greatest burden of mortal lives was the possibility of a sudden end, and one way to remove a possibility is to make it become reality, thus removing it from the list of things that could still happen. A malicious and unforeseeable interpretation that ended in the whole kingdom dying out in the blink of an eye, as if a meteor had struck. But of course, not the whole kingdom, as a single baby, not even a week old, remained perfectly fine on top of the debris. Me. I was of course at the time unable to comprehend that I had in fact died like everyone else, but simply came back to life. I suppose even so, it did something to me. I remained there for a very, very long time. Having to learn crawling all by myself was hard enough, but the constant feeling of thirst and hunger when it could not kill me was a whole different kind of torture, leaving the isolation aside. Eventually, I became accustomed to all sorts of discomfort. By the time taught myself to walk, years must have passed. Yet, I remained undiscovered by society for many more years. Over time I became more agile, and from ruins and picture books of my old home I was taught how to walk on two legs and how clothes were supposed to look, as I had been wearing just as much lying around cloth as possible to make the cold more bearable. Winter was the worst no doubt. What first scared me, turned out to be harmless for a moment. A snowflake which I found interesting after it had not caused me immediate discomfort. However it was not alone, the snow became my greatest fear. Even now I can't quite remember how I re-entered society, but I believe if involved me killing and robbing people until I learned their language, and from their I used my appearance, which apparently was attractive enough for the people to let me have my way in most situations. It sounds worse than it was, now that I phrase it like that… At times, I was pretty content with my life, and I liked doing what I did. There was only one thing I never had. But I got it at least partially in the end… By finding you, my beautiful… To think I'd ever fall in love, I was surprised myself… But the moment I first laid my eyes upon you being held by Yama-boy, I was truly captivated. Even unconscious, there was something graceful about you that I simply could not forget. And there was this feeling… Like we were wired alike… I felt like you and I worked similar in many ways… But I was too late. Someone else had already captivated your heart as you did mine… I should have just dropped the thought right then and there. I'm sure I am no competition for him and never could be… It was wishful thinking at best. With all that passion the two of you share, I am sure you have a lot of fun together… For someone who's supposed to be Lust, I sure am feeling pretty envious right now…"
Cinderella's final moments of consciousness were spent reminiscing on the past, and the possibility of a future which she was never meant to reach. However Yuki could not care less about it, or waste a single thought on Cinderella's feelings. Instead, she hid most of her tremendous beauty away again, so she would not accidentally inflict the same effect Cinderella received on someone else. Her beauty was never intended to literally kill anyone, but as long as it worked, whatever, she thought. Though in retrospect she hated the feeling of being seen by someone other than Yamato, who had actually seen it once under careful supervision of his mind. Surprisingly, he was able to withstand its destructive effects, and appreciate her beauty to its fullest, which made her extremely happy and turn that night into a special one. Of course, Cinderella and all her copies were not Yamato, and by now had, as probably the first in history, died directly by someone's beauty. Yuki noticed her body withering away, and a pink light flowing toward her. It seemed like a liquid, slithering through the air in a faint bundle of strings of light. Though it actually went right by her to the open window behind her where it escaped and disappeared into the sky. Finally done with this, she flew out and towards Yamato, expecting praise and kisses for having gotten rid of another sin, an evil one at that. She found Yamato still injured and facing the a massive armored one-armed knight which seemed familiar for whatever reason, and Satomi standing between them shielding the knight with her body.
Yamato felt a soft hand caressing his cheek from behind as well as a soft blow against his ear as arms wrapped around his neck and a chin leaned onto his shoulder.
"All done, boo~ Poor you, you're all roughed up… Inexcusable…"
She gave everyone else a cold glare that Yamato could not see while staying behind him, before switching to loving eyes as she pulled herself over infront of him, giving him a possessive and assertive kiss as she healed all his injuries. The fact that only she could heal him made her heart race in that moment, as it made them feel so connected and dependent on one another. As his injuries healed, the relieved stress in combination with Yuki's touch made Yamato almost forget they where still on a battlefield, and he pulled her closer to him in an equally possessive manner, however quickly let go again. She grabbed his hand with both of hers behind her back while turning around to face the others. Lucy and her soldiers had formed a circle around the knight, whereas Marneras was between Yamato and Satomi, who had her arms extended protectively over the knight who despite his injury did not appear to require her protection. Which did not stop Yuki from wondering why she gave it to him in the first place.
"Hold on a moment… I know you! You are that annoying brute! We met a while back, didn't we… You look horrible. Here to be send back to the core of the planet again?"
"He does not wish to fight, Yuki! I promise I can explain everything!", Satomi pleaded, which got her a cold gaze from Yuki in return.
"Huh… and here I thought you were on our side… Was it not he who caused Yamato's injuries? Or did I get that wrong?"
"N-no… That was him… But…! He was only doing it to protect me!"
"In that case what I'm about to do will only be to protect Yamato…"
Five golden swords appeared in a circle behind her, her expression completely neutral despite her intend being lethal.
"Please just hear me out!"
"Ha Ha Ha!", the knight laughed.
"What's there to laugh about?", Yuki was visibly annoyed at his random action
"Oh, nothing, forgive me… It's just, I've already accomplished my goal, so I have nothing to regret. Knowing Satomi is safe in your company, I can rest assured now…"
"What are you two together or what?"
Yuki raised an eyebrow as if it was a question, but it was more of a neutral remark of a fact she just realized.
"T-that's… Well, we are… Uhm…"
"What we are is of no concern to you, winged woman. Satomi, listen to me…"
The knight went down to one knee, now being at eye-level with Satomi whose eyes were close to tears.
"If you stay on their side, you will be safe. Safer than I could ever make you exist in this world. I hope you can forgive me for letting you go this path by yourself, especially after our promise, but I want you to know that I will watch over you even when I am no longer here… I now must face my destiny, as all heroes must do one day."
"N-no…"
Yuki's heart was not moved by their moment, but her hand was by Yamato who pulled her back next to him.
"No one needs to die. I don't know what gave you that impression, but this battle seems over to me."
"Boo!?"
"You took care of Cinderella and Masami, yes?"
"Uh, yeah?"
"So that makes the last of our targets. And he standing over there is no threat to us. Besides, Satomi trusts him so I believe we owe her to at least listen to her."
"…"
Yuki stared blankly at the knight, thinking about ways to quickly kill him without anyone noticing. But since Yamato was still holding her hand that could prove difficult, and she liked it anyway.
"Ha Ha Ha, thank you, fragile man. I truly thought I was done for this time! Now, let's have a civilized discussion and—"
He was interrupted as a quick light projectile pierced through Satomi's stomach, leaving a massive hole behind. The beam seemed to have appeared out of thin air roughly around where Aisha and Tokio fought earlier, but Yuki could not find out who or what fired the attack.
"No!", the night yelled.
As he fell onto his knees again and tried to keep Satomi conscious, Yuki just looked at them finding it awkward to be a bystander to this scene. At least until Yamato told her to save Satomi, which reluctantly moved her to make herself useful, after creating barriers that would prevent another attack of this caliber to bother them again.