There was no wind tugging at her blue braids, though she knew at this altitude there should have been a fierce wind piercing a chill into her bones. The air was dead, and hardly stirred when she released a soft sigh. Sailor Nemesis was reclining on one of the mountain-castle's balconies, overlooking the ruins that were her home world. It was nothing but dark rock, sand, and eerily glowing crops of giant crystals. There was nothing for her to see, but this was definitely the best vantage point to see it. Why she had come back was something that still eluded her thoughts. Her past visits had been near-traumatizing, and she had no reason to come back to a place that held no future for her. Planet Nemesis was a thing of the past, and whatever life it had would not return.

Perhaps it was curiosity that led her back to this dark place. She had seen snippets of the past, yet it was only enough to instill the feeling in her that something was wrong with this place. Even now that feeling was twisting her gut, almost suffocating in its weight. She was missing something, in all the glimmers of her past that she had received, it had all skirted around the idea instead of broaching it. Was her brain trying to protect itself? If it was, it could ******** stop already, because Nemesis was becoming frustrated. She felt like she was on the hunt for her own memories, stalking down the hallways of a kingdom dead long ago.

The memories only came to her when she had about given up hope on this venture. Nemesis was chewing on the last bit of the granola bar she had brought with her, and leaning over the edge of the balcony a little bit she watched the discarded wrapper float down towards the earth on the wind currents. Her body suddenly stiffened, hands curling into fists as she was taken on another trip down Memory Lane. It wasn't Alkaid she saw now, which would have been a relief in most cases, but this time it was not.

"I cannot do this again!" she was talking to someone, a figure leaning against the wall, but she would not turn to face them. "I throw reason at their faces, and they do not budge. I follow every restriction, every rule, I bend over backwards to give them what they desire. How long have I been trying?" Whomever she was talking to, it was someone she trusted. Nemesis was not the type of person to open up like this, to explain her grievances to anyone but Alkaid. "I should have realized from the very beginning that this was pointless, that they would never listen to me. So we're doomed to live on this forsaken planet." She was proud of the people, the culture that had been developed out of nothing. But, living on Nemesis was a fate that not everyone deserved, and there were far too many people dwelling on the planet now. The culture, the values, they could all move elsewhere if they were just allowed to.

The tears were burning in her eyes, but she did not cry - Nemesis would never cry. "Half the people living here don't deserve this fate. Do you -- Do I?" She looked over her shoulder to the other person in the chamber room, but it was but the briefest of glances and then she was turning away again. "I need to think, think. This place is so oppressive, I can't wrap my mind around the next option..." A flurry of thoughts were cycling through her mind, each idea coming to her for but a few seconds before it was discarded. Nemesis was running out of ideas, there were no steps that she could take that wouldn't end in failure.

"Maybe I should stop appealing to them, take matters into my own hands and--" She couldn't. Nemesis stopped herself before she could continue the thought. No, the only hope she was the Moon Kingdom, and her reliance on them even made her sick. Her people were proud, independent, but they were governed by a force they would never see. It was not right. Planet Nemesis... was not right."

The memory faded, and she found herself back in real time, staring out into the sky ahead of her. The vision was gone, but the reality remained. This was no kingdom - it was a prison. The entirety of this planet had been designed to keep the people living here from ever leaving.