AMNESIA: Return My Own
Accidents in life

He blinked his eyes. A white roof with dazzling lights made it hard to see around. It takes some time to get used to the light. He got up from the iron bed. He removed a device that was coiled around his neck.

"Uhuk," he coughed. Squeeze the handle of the end of the bed while holding the head. Head's dizzy. Blurry views.

"Are you okay, Yase?" ask someone with a tablet and take notes. The man wearing the lab coat and mask started asking questions.

Yase answered him briefly. What is. A few minutes later, he was welcome home. He got up from that bed.

On the way to the exit. There's a glass room. In it slept a pale-faced woman, her body drooping helplessly. A helmet-shaped device covered his head. The wires are attached to his body.

"What a pity, Miss Aizla." Yase shook her head, a scientist entered the room and looked at herself with an uncomfortable look. She went.

He's entering a public bus. Sitting by the window. Just daydreaming all the way. Enjoy the beautiful early morning view. When the bus stopped, and people got off, he remained silent in place.

And so on, until the 7th stop. Yase went down after paying the bus fee with her electronic money.

Yase enters an orphanage. Some children were running towards him with a big smile. "Sister's home!" they run and hug Yase.

"Where's Grandma?" ask Yase. They happily led and walked with Yase to a solid teak door. Yase knocked on the door.

A middle-aged lung woman opened the door from within with a warm smile. "Welcome to Yase." Yase hugged him. He led the grandmother to walk to the terrace. Where the kids run around.

Yase gave the code. The kids stopped playing. They were gathered together with Grandma.

Bal who was residing in Yase's mind watched her from the magic screen. Bal sits quietly there. Heart's claustrophobic. But he's smiling.

Yase and her extended family spoke quite a lot. It's important, it's not important, even all the gossip. Bal enjoyed the scene with a softly sliced heart. "Maybe I'm unlucky in terms of family," Inner Bal.

"Sister! Two more days for the Princess' birthday!"

"Yes! Is Brother not coming?"

"Sister came yes. We want to come with Brother!"

Yase shook her head slowly. "Son can't come."

All expressions turned disappointed. Bal felt a shock in there. The magic screen is vibrating. The sound from out there is not clear.

Bal tried to concentrate. But he heard Yase's inner voice.

"I will never see the Princess. It won't. A lifetime." That voice is loud. Bal covered his ears. The situation inside Yase's mind was chaotic.

"I have to go back!" Bal cried out in panic. Yase's mind was completely unstable after hearing the so-called 'daughter.

"And come again with my body." Bal closed his eyes. His body was covered in light. Lost in the third.

***

At 4:30

The Dey Palace. Bal woke up from his sleep. His eyes were spinning fast. He didn't see Zenith and Lixe, it meant they were leaving. Good though.

Bal got out of that bed. He opened his closet, took out a pin in the shape of a dark circle. Bal attached it to the right wrist of the arm. The needle pierced through his metal skin that looked like real leather.

The pin was emitting its rays forward. A portal is open. Bal went straight in. His body disappeared in a split second. But Zack realized it.

"Where are you going?" zack asked Bal. Bal couldn't lie to the chief of his tribe. It'll be hard to deal with Zack.

"I went to the Kingdom of Neland. Sorry,"

Telepathic connection interrupted. Bal closed his mind room.

Zack who already knew Bal's purpose was no longer much worried about the boy.

Bal appeared behind the orphanage. Still quiet. No one has woken up. Bal walks leisurely forward. He was now standing in front of a wooden door that was lined with foreign sensors. If Bal messes around, either Bal doesn't know what's going to happen.

After thinking for a long time. There's no bell there. Finally Bal knocked on the door. Bal could see when grandma had a broken face yesterday about to open the door. Before that happened, Bal ruffled his hair. Also squeezing his clothes.

"Hello. What's up?" ask Grandma before you see Bal.

Bal suddenly put on a face. Makes the grandmother feel sorry to see Bal's clothes and hair tangled.

"Do you have parents, son?" tanyanya while holding Bal's hand and invite him in. Bal shakes. It´s real.

Just then, Bal saw Yase. Yase felt familiar with the child that her grandmother had brought her. Wh who? Thinking long. Forgetit. He didn't ask. Then we entered room number 1.

Grandma sat Bal down on a simple old couch. Bal sat down, and Grandma sat down beside him. "Why are you doing this, son?" ask Grandma for pity. Bal should have made an eye illusion for that granny. In order for him, Bal looks like a very unlucky person. But it's not really. But maybe it won't be polite.

Bal's silent. Increasingly deepening his acting.

"Rex," replied Bal briefly. His wrinkled hands gently stroked Bal's hair, tidying it with his fragile fingers.

The 5 bedroom doors in the vast one-story building were open. The orphans who were inside there peeked out. My grandmother called them.

Don't be told twice. From inside the room came at least three children. Bal counted 23 people in total, children or teenagers.

Their clothes are simple. Everything looks friendly and innocent. Bal could feel a slight fear of strangers in the hearts of the little ones. "Do I have to be like that?" lamented Bal in heart. Oh, my God, that's not his style.

"Do you have a place to stay, son?" The grandmother raised Bal's chin. Staring gently.

Bal nodded with a flat face.

"I live with my Uncle."

"Then, where's your Uncle?" asked the child his age to suddenly sit next to him. Maybe it's just him, the kid who's not afraid of me. Bal glanced at Yase who was sitting in the very back row. He's the oldest grandson here.

Nawed, Bal could not read the mind of the child beside him. Brown haired woman with some gray hair and her green eyes. Bal's a little panicked.

'How could it be, that girl had this viscous aura. He should not be afraid.' Bal scrunched his forehead as if thinking. Then shrug and shake his shoulders.

Grandma hugged him sincerely. Bal enjoying. How many years has it been since she was hugged by her mother? When will something like this happen again. I don't know. He couldn't have asked Zenith to do it.

The strange woman beside him patted Bal on the back. Bal. The girl smiled optimistically even though Bal's face looked gloomy.

"I'll help you find your uncle!"

"You..., who?" tanya Bal hesitated. This time he really asked. For the first time in his life. He could not read the name of a person who looked helpless like that.

"Oh. Introduce, my name is Bella Neland," the boy reached out. "You?"

Bal looked at him, "Neland? The banished noble family? Or how? It sucks," he swore in the heart. His strength could be useless to such a person. Not a knight, not something. Or Bal who does not know him.

Instead of returning his hands, Bal stared at him without blinking. "You're Princess?"

Bella shook her head hard. His face was a little gloomy. Defense's collapsed. Finally Bal managed to read the contents of Bella's shaken mind.

"Ah. Excuse me. I'm Rex." In the midst of his satisfaction Bal immediately pretended to be sad and shook the boy's hand. I am indeed evil.

"Daughter huh? I'm not a princess. I...., only the blue blood was thrown away," Bella's inner being tried to hold back her crying.

Bal, acting guilty, closes her eyes with her left hand. "sorry. Don't....,"

Bella shakes. "I'm not crying. I'm the strongest here" Bella.

"Is that not lucky for you?" inner Bal.

In Bella's mind came a memory. When her two-year-old self was expelled from the kingdom with the second queen by a new Empress? Bal glanced at the grandmother. That grandmother, a queen.

Bella gently clasped Bal's hand which covered her eyes. She smiles. Then remove.

"Let's go!"

Bal nodded. He looked at Grandma. The middle-aged lung woman when seen again, she was beautiful even though her white face began to wrinkle. Grandma gave a sweet smile. Signs let Bal go with his grandson. They both ran out of the building.

Not staying silent. The other kids came out. They ran and laughed. Bal looked back. This is a great opportunity for him to enjoy a real childhood. Bal laughed along with the children who also laughed on a beautiful morning.

In a Neland building. A Princess, the sole heir to the throne of Neland stood looking at the excitement of the laughing children with hatred from the top floor of the skyscraper. She's Tara Neland. Heir to all Neland's wealth.

"That's lucky for me" he muttered with an empty laugh. "Am I really as lucky as they are?" Eyes glazed. He looked at himself who could not get out of the surveillance of the bodyguard standing behind him in the glass.

"Someone, take this crown off my head."

Bal looked towards Tara. Although from a distance, Tara caught Bal's netra.

"Who is she?" tara muttered directly turned around. He doesn't like anyone to see him cry.

She is Tara Neland. Brown haired girl with green netra. His face line is visible. A tough princess who was above the sky. Unfortunately, happiness is on the ground, not in the sky.

Bal doesn't care about the kid. What he needs to care about from the lives of others.

"I'll bring a savior for you, Tara. Looks like he'll be happy to save you, "Bal telepathically.

Tara opened her eyes wide. He felt a revelation coming down for him. Eyes sparkling.

"I'll be waiting for my angel."

"Lixe Van," Inner Bal