“Because you’re not right,” came the firm reprimand. Everything was going wrong, even things that couldn’t possibly go wrong. She wasn’t impressed with any of these results. “I don’t care what you were. You’re supposed to be new now.”

A previous life, previous actions, they were all unneeded and unwanted when a human became a Chevalier. Diva didn’t care about what they’d been. What mattered was what they’d become--one of Diva’s Chevaliers--and what they would do from then on.

This one… this thing… he couldn’t even recognize the changes in his own body? Unbelievably impossible. Unfair. It wasn’t right at all. Diva examined her palm, where the bleeding had stopped, but remained wet with a fresh injury.