Aksaberyl
Masked Man

..."I beg you not to go .. If you go I will lose the center of my happiness."...

...~ Time Noren Moizs ~...

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"Beryl! please be conscious."

A voice greeted my sense of hearing, "Speed up the pace!" his orders.

"Okay, sir" answered the unfamiliar voice.

"What's wrong with you?! why do we meet with your situation like this? who did this to you? Beryl ... please be aware," she asked worriedly.

I was still not strong enough to wake up and open my eyes even though I was so curious who this person was. My body is also still too weak, I think the snake bite is starting to act on my body.

Am I going to die for that?

"Oahh!! I didn't expect we'd meet like this! do you know how worried I am about seeing you like this?" say it again.

Why is this guy so worried about me? he knows me too, which is strange. But even so I felt a little calm, at least I was found by people who knew me even though I did not know who he was.

With a sudden attack of pain invaded my body, as if pierced in the legs, hands also headaches that increasingly become - so everything mixed into one. Because it makes the environment around me sound dead and there is only pain in my body that continues to spread.

I couldn't even hear the worried voice of this person who was helping me anymore, as if I was locked inside a soundproof room and there was only my voice screaming in pain. I was crying .. I was also scared of what was happening.

"The fear comes from negative thoughts so throw away the negative thoughts so let your fear also disappear dear" whispered an old woman, I did not recognize this voice.

"Just for free! you can't even beat the strong because you're born with weakness" after another foreign woman.

"I've tried to forget you but why can't I!" a sound similar to my voice.

"I beg you not to go .. If you leave I will lose the center of my happiness" said a voice similar to Wasa's.

"Death you! I hope you don't come back." Maki the voice of another woman.

The longer the more foreign voices that continued to be heard by me, the more unfamiliar sounds that I was not familiar with were constantly filling the cavity of my head, I don't even know who those voices are for.

I was crying more and my headaches became more so, somehow my body condition now in front of the stranger I did not think about it.

Until a strong blow so painful on my chest opened my eyes and the first sight I saw was Wasa pierced by a sword right in front of me.

A sword that struck from behind him pierced through his chest, it was swung by a man I did not know with the royal emblem of de Ramor in his clothes.

What I saw made me so shocked! as if it were real, the blood from Wasa's body just flowed out as the sword was plucked from his body. The once handsome face changed with many wounds that had yet to dry up, the look on his fury-filled eyes was clearly visible before he collapsed.

Seeing her in such a scarred state, it was so heartbreaking that it made my tears just fall. I could not stand still looking at this scene, I ran towards it but something from behind me held back my steps to approach Wasa. I looked back but a barbed iron tied both hands as well as my feet, what the hell is this?!

I tried to release this thorny iron that shackled me but it was in vain when this thorny iron bound me so tightly that I felt pain.

"Go! you'll only feel pain if you push yourself, I'm fine!" shouts Wasa.

A lie! obviously he lied to me.

I ignored his words and tried again to rid myself of this barbed iron but it did not work and even more hurt myself.

The man who drew his sword on Wasa's body again stuck his sword, he continued to draw his sword until Wasa was helpless and collapsed to the ground.

It provoked my anger that might soon explode, I don't care if my hands and feet bleed because of this barbed iron but I can't take it if he kills Wasa right in front of me.

"Basic jerk!!!!" my wrath on that man.

He turned to me with his crazy eyes with quick steps he approached me who was still bound by this barbed iron. "Try it over again!" snapped it.

"Suckers! you're the jerk who dared to hurt Wasa!" I repeated my words out loud.

"Women's basis ******!" her hardik.

His eyes were staring at me with fury and without a cue he swung his sword at me. My reflexes closed my eyes, I knew that my words awakened a starving animal like her but I didn't think of the effect that she could kill me as much as she killed Wasa in front of me.

I honestly feel very scared.

But after a few seconds I waited as he swung his sword, I thought I would die in his hands. But it didn't happen, when I ventured to open my eyes and saw that the man had been beheaded by a masked man.

"I'm sorry, Beryl .." muttered the masked man before my sight suddenly darkened again.

By slowly opening my eyes and I found myself in a different place than, I could feel the sunlight warmly greeting my facial skin.

Was what happened just a dream? or is it just my illusion?

I don't know, even more so with this place that feels foreign to me. "I where?" ask me myself.

Was the person who helped me earlier the one who brought me here? but here there is no one at all a— or do not-don't that was also my illusion?!

I tried to sit from a lying position, this strange place made me a little afraid especially when remembering the unfortunate incident that hit me some time ago.

When I wanted to open the door that would connect me to the outside world, someone had opened it earlier than me. And how I was surprised when the person who appeared was a masked man, my body shivered in fear.

"Stop!!! don't come any closer!" I shouted at him.

"Why you?" he asked confusedly, without heeding my words he walked closer and closer towards me.

Lothawat! have I been caught again?!

I'm getting backwards, I don't want to get caught again and sold like that. With fear I searched around for something that might help me and my eyes found a dagger lying on a small table. But unfortunately the table was right behind this masked man.

Ahhh!! fuckin.

"I told you not to come any closer!!!" my screams were more hysterical, but he ignored me.

I had to do this way, though, even though my body still hurts, I run as far as I can, if I can, I have to hit myself with her so she falls off and I'll take the dagger, that's my plan.

But my body turned out to be too weak to carry out the plan this time, though, I did punch my body to him but this masked man is like iron that is so strong he did not shift even a little while I was blown off to the floor of this room.

"You all right?! why are you doing something that makes you feel more pain?!" ask her with a worried tone.

He came up to me who had fallen and held onto both of my shoulders, he touched me gently and his tone of speech was so strange to someone foreign to me.

But I can't let my guard down! I don't know what's going to happen after this maybe he pretended to be nice to me and treated me the way he was before. I couldn't get a dagger on that table but right in front of me a sword was attached to the waist of this masked man, maybe it was time for me to escape.

I quickly took over his sword and pointed this sharp sword eye at him. "This is the third time I've told you not to come near me and this is my last statement." I threatened.

"I know you must be one of those masked members, I won't be fooled by your tone and treat me. So, now you retreat or I will injure you with this sword!" insist me, I'm serious.

"What do you mean?" ask him confusedly.

"Retreat!!" my snapping.

"Beryl please calm down .. I don't know what happened to you but I won't be able to leave you alone in this condition. If you want to hurt me for not trusting me please I'm fine but I can't see you like this .. This makes me very worried, Ryl ..." persuade her and bluntly.

Why did he say that? he made me feel so important and it made me feel weird. "If you don't back off, I'll hurt myself!" threaten me.

I no longer pointed the sword at him but to myself, I was honestly scared but I think this is the only way he would let me go.

When I was really about to injure myself he swiftly held the sword with his hand, not held his sword pedestal but he held it right in the sword's eyes and made his hand hurt just like that.

I panicked to see the blood pouring out on his left hand, the blood-red color that came out so thick it fell right on the floor. In close proximity my eyes and eyes clashed, although his face was masked but his eyes made me 'deja vu' on something I don't remember at all.

"I told you .. if you can hurt me but don't hurt yourself. Should I repeat again how worried I am about you, Beryl?" he said in a very soft voice.

In the instant I was lulled with a strange feeling that came out of nowhere, I had a hard time digesting this but I admit that this masked man was really sincere with me. Once again I say, I don't understand what happened to this masked man to think of me as being important to him.

"The blood in your hand keeps flowing." I turned my eye contact towards her hand.

He moved the sword from my hand towards the back, using his right hand he took out an object from under his shirt. He began to tie his wound with a handkerchief that was taken earlier but because his left hand was injured and he had difficulty tying his wound I took the initiative to help.

"Do you need help?" ask me, I feel guilty.

She nodded without saying anything then handed her handkerchief to me, I did this to avenge my guilt for her.

I held her rough hand in my palm and painstakingly tied her wound wide enough. Although the blood did not completely stop, I think it was enough to cover the wound from the outside air that might contain bacteria.

"It."

"Thank you," he replied.

He stood up from a sitting position earlier and helped me stand up as well, slowly he helped me and carefully he led me towards the chair near the window. "How are you doing now?" ask him to me.

"Can you explain who you are? I don't want to be so bad to think again like that because it's been through a lot of things so my positive thoughts to others are drastically reduced," I said to answer his question.

He was silent for some time, a cool breeze kept blowing into this room and the singing of birds out there adorned his silence at this moment.

"You don't want to tell me, do you? though obviously you know me even know what my name is and I don't think it's fair if I don't know who you are" I continued.

"Should I tell you everything?" ask after a long silence.

"meaning?"

"Do you really not recognize me?" ask her.

I thought for a long time, the only problem I know is Wasa, OL, Grandpa Genio and Olaya. Who is this masked man? there's no way the four of them I know but their voice is a little bit similar to OL but it can't be OL?

"Are you OL?" ask me to make sure.

"It turns out you forgot about me." she wrote in a sad tone.

It means that he is not someone I know but he knows me, did I know him in my previous life? I don't know the more I think the more I make my head dizzy.

"Just tell me who you are, I can't remember too many things" I said.

"I hope you're not surprised" he replied. "I am the Crown Prince of this kingdom, Aksa Oliga de Ramor."

Instantly something familiar within my chest trembled and her standing before me was currently staring at me intensely.