Ren fell to his knees. The petals began to turn from pink to white, from blood to snow. The curse didn't break with violence. It broke with confession.
On the second cycle, Kaito didn't approach the lovers. He approached the old priest who always stood at the edge of the ceremony, silent. The priest was a blur, a fragment of the memory, but when Kaito spoke to him, the man's eyes focused. sakura lost saga
The priest’s face crumpled. The petals in the air stopped falling. They hung, suspended, like a million tiny wounds. Ren fell to his knees
"That her father gave Ren a false choice. There was no village. Ren’s family had already been slaughtered a week prior. The warlord just wanted to break his spirit. He wanted Ren to live with the guilt of killing the only thing he loved, for a lie." It broke with confession
The third cycle was the last.
