[awwlie]

I recall the day, I appeared before you, carrying this accursed name. Learning of you, I idolized your existence, envied you as to become you. I breathed and fought in the same air as you, not for ourselves, not for us: for Her. A tool, that is what you called yourself: I knew that day, we were different. I knew, myself: be more than a tool for Her. I asked your advice to become Her Priestess, you laughed: said it wasn't a title. Only after appeasing Her with a rite, did you see it real: she had seen me, smiled upon me.

You were becoming, 

Jealous of Mercucio, Jealous of me.

You always have been,

Jealous.

We are not so different.

Once upon a time: you were dearer to me than myself..

Misguided, taken off the correct path for Her. I was lead astray, only when I embraced Her once more, I realized, as did you. I had taken myself to chase after you, instead of Her. It isn't your place to yearn for violence: you do not command me, nor do you speak for me. Once I was Yaeka Akatsuki: no longer am I. I might mirror your appearance, but, you have lost yourself in the history. Future holds no more than blight in your approach as you seek to betray all you have left, just as I have.

Even as you called me,

a version of an Akatsuki, 

False in blood.

You seek gather yourself against me as one,

unsightly: provocative,

That is why..

What you seek will not be found,

Silence will follow you as it did before,

your prayers will once more echo unanswered.

For you betrayed Her.

You will not be given grace: for you have betrayed Her.

...

You, who walked alongside me,

You, who shaped me for Her: so I could be your echo.

For I will become what you made me, dear Cousin: 

even if I must make you abhor me.

She shall smile.

whether or not: Ayse Akatsuki appears is a mystery.