For anyone not familiar with the game, the her
the story's referring to is the player's character - she dies at the end of the game.
Gekkoukan High School Reunion
Aigis looked at her friend sitting next to her on a bed. They’ve watched Mitsuru and Yukari hang, but after they finished Fuuka just kept staring at their bodies on the screen. She still wanted to go through with her own death – Aigis already asked her that much, and it broke her away from just looking at the screen.
Suddenly, Fuuka got up and walked towards her.
“Let’s do it!” she spoke while grabbing Aigis’s hand.
“You first need to get ready, Fuuka.” Aigis told her, and Fuuka froze in place. She realised she needed to undress herself before they began. Because she knew that before, she didn’t bring her school uniform and instead just wore a white sundress and a black pantyhose underneath. Her boots were standing next to the bed.
Since Fuuka wasn’t moving, Aigis decided she had to act. “Don’t be shy. If it makes you feel better, I’ll take off my clothes too.” She spoke, and eagerly pulled down her black skirt, then grabbed the hem of her shirt and took it off, too. Her robotic body was quite modified for the event, and Fuuka’s eyes widened as she saw the realistic-looking nipples on the sizeable breasts Aigis had now. Fuuka moved her eyes downward, and to her bigger surprise she saw a vagina between the robotic legs.
“Your body, it looks different now.” Fuuka commented as her eyes immediately snapped away.
“I asked for a few modifications so that it fit in more with the theme of this event.” Aigis replied, moving her hands towards her breasts. “They should give me the same feeling any human would feel. It just felt appropriate to do this.” Then she moved her gaze back towards Fuuka. “It’s your turn to undress now.”
Fuuka nodded to show that she understood, and her fingers went towards the front of her dress. She quickly undid all the buttons, and pulled it open, revealing her small breasts. She pulled her arms free of it and let it fall to the ground. After a quick pause, the blue haired woman grabbed the seam of her pantyhose and pulled it down her legs. She got it off her feet, then took a step forward and looked at the table in front of her. At the knife that was waiting there for her.
As she stared at the knife, the door unexpectedly opened. A grey haired woman looked inside, noticed Aigis and Fuuka were inside, and immediately backed out.
“Who was that?” Aigis wondered, and Fuuka didn’t even seem to notice what happened.
The grey haired girl’s name was Saori Hasegawa. Currently she was searching for an empty room – she never liked any of the Gekkoukan students, and she didn’t want any of them to witness her suicide. She only had one friend among the Gekkoukan alumni, but she
was already dead. And from what Saori understood, her friend had been dead for those 4 years already.
“At least that redheaded woman mentioned her before the hanging.”
She came to the reunion only after Mitsuru contacted her, and she was convinced by Mitsuru telling her what happened to her friend, and saying it’d also be a memorial for her
. Saori loved the sound of that, and the idea of dying like her friend did was what was filling her mind as she walked around. While she encountered some students on her way, she mostly ignored them as they were having their fun. She realised that they’d probably use her body after she killed herself, but she was fine with that.
Her search led her to some of the rooms that were unused at the moment. As she peeked inside one of them, she realised she found exactly what she was looking for. An empty room… With a guillotine waiting inside just for her.
Saori’s eyes flashed up with new energy as she walked inside the room. It looked like a lab, but it looked like a long time passed since it was last used. There was a research log on the table, but it was covered in dust. The guillotine also didn’t seem like someone used it recently. Saori looked around to see if she could find anything to wipe the dust from it, but she had no luck with that.
As she stared at the deadly machine, she came up with a new idea. She took her dim green dress off, leaving the flesh of her chest naked as she used the dress to wipe the guillotine clean. When she was done, she threw the dress to the ground, knowing she’d never wear it again anyways.
Another thought crossed her mind. Saori walked over to the frame of the guillotine. She forced one of her arms through the hole, all the way to her shoulder. With the other arm she pulled the lever. She had to make sure the the guillotine was still working and able to cut through her body. Saori did her best not to scream as the blade dropped and cleanly severed one of her arms, covering her chest in blood as her whole arm fell away from her. When the initial shock and pain weakened, a smile returned to her face. She now knew for sure that it’d kill her.
She quickly used the machine to rise the blade back to its starting position, then climbed onto the guillotine. She grabbed the lever with the intention to pull, then hesitated. If she was to die, she had to feel an orgasm before. She moved her remaining hand from the lever to her waist, and pulled the black tights a bit down her legs, exposing her slit. Her hand entered it slowly, and she used it to bring herself to her first and only orgasm. She had never taken a lover in her life. The one man she loved died because of her. Saori only realised that she loved her
after she’d left the school. And even though she nearly confessed that when writing a letter to her, she decided not to do it. But now her
gentle face flashed before Saori’s eyes as she used her fingers to give herself pleasure, up to the point of finally coming.
When Saori felt the orgasm down between her legs, she immediately moved her hand out of her pussy and towards the lever. With the pleasure coursing through her, she had no regrets as she pulled it. The blade dropped almost instantly. Saori felt lightheaded for a moment as the dark lab spun before her eyes. Her head fell on top of the dress she discarded earlier, staining the green material with spots of blood. And with that realization her mind went blank.
It didn’t take long for her body to be discovered, but no one seemed to be surprised by her death. The men who found her paid no mind to the fact that she was dead, using both her head, her virgin pussy and her neck stump to satisfy their needs. Just as Saori expected them to. If she saw that, she’d be happy to see that she was finally able to bring pleasure to someone.
“Sorry, what were you saying?” Fuuka asked as she finally turned her eyes away from the knife.
“Some woman walked in, then immediately left. It’s not important anyways. Let’s get started.” Aigis told her. Fuuka took the final step forward and grabbed the knife with her right hand. Even though she knew just how sharp the blade was, she touched it with one finger. She moved it back instantly, but she’d already cut the finger a bit. Some of her blood stained the blade, but she ignored the pain. She steadied herself with a deep breath, then fell to her knees in front of Aigis, who was looking at the weapon she was about to use. A weapon that once belonged to their dead leader.
Fuuka grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, then took one final look at the female android. Aigis slightly tilted her head and smiled at her, encouraging her to go on. Fuuka drew another deep breath, then forced the blade into her abdomen with all her might. It easily sliced through her flesh, and she had to stop herself before she went too deep with it. Tears appeared in her eyes for a moment, but she blinked them away. With redoubled efforts, she drew the knife across her belly from the left to her right. The increased pain filled her mind, but despite that she managed to call a smile upon her face. Aigis just stared at her, but after the android saw her smile, Fuuka could swear she’d seen tears running down the robot girl’s cheeks.
However, Fuuka wasn’t allowed to look at Aigis’s tears very long. The blonde haired girl suddenly spun around, grabbing the naginata she had prepared. With another spin she slashed the blade right through Fuuka’s neck, cutting her head off. As the blue haired head fell, Aigis finished her whirl and grabbed it. She pulled the head close to her face. Aigis stared into Fuuka’s grey eyes until she was certain that Fuuka was dead, then planted a kiss on her still warm lips. She did it on the spur of the moment, not really thinking about it until she finished.
After she was done, she gently placed the head on the table which held the knife before, then looked back at Fuuka’s headless body. It had already fallen on its back, but Aigis had a perfect view of Fuuka’s modest chest that was stained with blood now. The knife had also slid out, and it was now on the ground in front of the body. Moving as if in a trance, Aigis walked over to it and grabbed the knife, wiping the blood away from it with Fuuka’s pantyhose that was on the ground nearby.
After she stood up with the knife in her hand her mind finally started responding again. What was she doing? As her mind pondered over that question, faces of her friends started to flash before her eyes. Fuuka… Yukari… Mitsuru… and she
also came. Aigis was never shy with showing her love towards her
, but she was ignored then. Only now, after Mitsuru and Yukari died just so they could reunite with her, Aigis finally understood why she got turned down – she
loved them back.
But why was she thinking about them now? It was no use thinking about them anymore – she had to live on, carrying their legacy with her, as she already did for her
. However, as the reassured herself with that, she realized that it was no longer correct. With all her closest friends dead, she no longer wanted to live as well.
The realization hit her extremely hard. She fell backwards onto the bed, trying to come to terms with what she just learned. She examined the thought from all sides but the conclusion remained the same. She was tired of living like that, and if she continued it’d only add to her burdens. She’d make new friends, then they’d also die – and as an android she’d live forever. She knew she wouldn’t be able to handle another day like this, with so many of her friends dying. The solution seemed so obvious now that she considered it. She simply had to end her life.
Now that she decided to do it, Aigis stood up. She knew why she took the knife now – she’d use it to kill herself. Since she was a robot, a simple death wouldn’t be enough – as then people would simply reconstruct her. What she had to do was destroying her personality module. And Aigis knew just how to do that.
When she was undressing earlier, she left her red ribbon on. It was tied at a point on the front of her neck, like an usual bowtie. However, it also served a different purpose – to conceal the part of her body that was housing her Papillon Heart. It was the object that allowed her to develop a personality even as an artificial being, and it was placed right between where a normal human would have their collarbones. And to protect it, she also had several parts of armor installed with the latest modifications to her body
She removed the ribbon, then touched her neck in a few specific spots. It caused the metal plates around her neck and the top of her chest to loosen, and she began to remove them one by one. After she was finished, anyone that looked at her would be able to see the mechanical parts that connected her head with her torso. And they would also be able to see the butterfly shaped personality module. Aigis didn’t need to look, though. She knew exactly where it was.
The android girl grabbed the knife by the handle with both of her hands, mimicking the way Fuuka held it just minutes before. She took one last look at Fuuka’s body, then glanced sideways towards the screen on which Mitsuru and Yukari were still dangling from their nooses. Tears started to flow freely from her eyes as she knew well that it was her parting look at the world. She closed her eyes to preserve the image in her mind, then stabbed herself with the knife.
The feeling was unlike anything she’d ever experienced before. She could feel the pain spreading from the Papillon Heart all over her body. With pain, however, came the feeling that she was no longer in control of her body. Her legs gave out almost immediately, and she fell backwards to the bed yet again. She lost control over the rest of her body, but the hands only strengthened their grip on the knife, that was still buried in her “heart.”
After completely losing control over her body, Aigis started to lose her memories. First the memories of her creation back in the Kirijo group labs, then of her missions afterwards. When she came to the memories from 4 years before, a face appeared in her mind, replacing Mitsuru and Yukari. It was the face of the one that lead them back then. Her
face. And even as the rest of Aigis's memories slowly disappeared, her
lovely face still remained.
“I’ll… never… stop… loving… you…” Aigis’s mind was nearly gone at this point, but she managed to think this much before she expired.
Even after her death, the pose Aigis’s body was in was extremely inviting for anyone who’d come in. And with the modifications to her body, anyone would be tempted to fuck her body. Fuuka’s body was similarly pretty inviting, so it was no surprise that the men who found their bodies did just that.
Elizabeth watched the screen with increased interest. She was sitting on a couch in the Velvet Room, and the screen was showing her the body of Aigis as it was being used by some man. Her gloves were laid out next to her, and one of her hands was buried beneath her dress. She was moaning as she used the hand to touch herself.
“Hello, sister. What are you doing?” Margaret, Elizabeth’s sister, asked her the question as she suddenly appeared next to her on the couch.
“One of our old guests just committed suicide along with a few of her friends, and I’ve been watching them. It proved to be quite… entertaining.” She answered without stopping the rapid movement with her hand.
“I see. Do you also wish to do so?” Margaret asked her sister, and when she received a nod in response, she smiled at her. “Then I’ll be joining you in that.”