AMNESIA: Return My Own
Unite

Tok to tok. Someone knocked on the door of Aizla's apartment room like he was charging a debt. Aizla wakes up from her sleep. Out of his room, towards the door with shaky steps. He took a fruit knife at the table.

Aizla opens the door. Directly thrusting the knife into Lixe's neck. Lixe raised her hand. Aizla's disheveled hair, her bangs standing up. Her face is tangled, and her eyes are sweet, my goodness, what a shame. Aizla turned away.

"Sorry, you're in the wrong room. Xiota and Gusion's room at the side." Aizla pointed at the room to her left. Lixe. He's nodding.

"But I'm looking for you."

Aizla surprised. She's panicking. Aizla. Then slammed the door in front of Lixe's face. Lixe held the door with one hand. But Aizla pushed back the door with all her might.

"Go home! I haven't had a shower."

"No papa."

Brakes. Clack. The door was locked again. Lixe let out a long breath. He was leaning on the door of the room. Honestly speaking, Lixe was still sleepy. He sat with his hands hugging his legs, putting his head on his arms. Then re-entered the dreamland.

Clack.

Lixe woke up as her backrest disappeared. Aizla opens the door. Lixe looked back. Aizla reached out her hand, helping her stand up. Then let Lixe in.

"Where's Grandma Biete?" ask Lixe without further ado.

Aizla lets Lixe sit on the living room sofa. Aizla sat in front of him. Aizla shrugged, not knowing. Biete is free-spirited, before sunrise has wandered somewhere. Lixe's disappointed. Uh. Seems not. Lixe's spirit is back.

"What do you need?"

"Can you tie a soul into a person's body?"

Aizla frowned. Why did Lixe suddenly ask about it? His brain conjures up a lot of guesses. "Who do you want to bind whose soul?"

Aizla's guess is on target. Lixe looked to the side. He saw a beam note hovering. But he thought Aizla couldn't see First.

"First Lyde's. You familiar?" Lixe was still looking at that floating thing. Aizla. He was sure Biete knew the man.

"I can help you bind his soul. It might hurt. How's it?"

Lixe nodded. Whatever, sick or not. The important thing is to be happy first. "really? Thank you." whispered First happy. Lixe nodded.

Aizla stand. This was the first time he would bind a soul to a person's body.

"Blood circle. The bond of two souls."

Blood smoke enveloped Lixe's body and not a beam was floating beside him. First changed to his body shape. Aizla could see the man.

"Combine."

Lixe's chest is sick. Stomach's nauseous. Head's dizzy. First turned into blood smoke which entered Lixe's body. Lixe's breath was puffed. He opened his mouth, trying to get more oxygen.

"Defend. Soon you'll be getting into the worst part." Aizla holds Lixe's hand. Aizla understood the pain. Just like he had suffered when Aira inserted Biete's soul into his body. Although Lixe may experience more severe pain, considering that Biete can do the merging of his own soul.

Lixe shouted in pain. His blood seemed to be clogging down below even though his heart was beating faster. His energy is drained. Blurry views. Lixe opened her eyes wide.

Aizla looked around. A song sounds sweet. The pain Lixe was experiencing subsided. His blood was flowing normally. Lixe closed her eyes. Fainting on the couch.

Aizla's a little panicked. He already thought this would happen. Fortunately, it was not as bad as he thought. The melodious song accompanied by a beautiful violin that Aizla will never forget.

Aizla helps justify Lixe's sleeping position. He thinks Lixe can be self-conscious. No need to bother. The process will be like this.

"Hopefully you are familiar" asked Aizla. He sat back down. turned on the tv with a snap of a finger.

***

Again Lixe found herself standing in the middle of the sea. But this time it's different. The sky above is not the sky of day, but of night. The eternal moon shines. Being a single illumination in his subconscious. Lixe pondered at the moon.

"I remember seeing the moon." First awaken Lixe from the reverie. She's looking.

"Tribes that are the reason for our destruction. The Great Moon Van. Is your life happy?"

Lixe tilted her head. Thought deeply. Lixe shrugged, grumbling. There is nothing wrong with the first question. But it makes itself upset.

"What do you think of Grandpa?" Lixe closed her eyes.

"They won't love you, even if you sing to them."

Lixe. "They'll love me, without me having to sing."

***

An hour passed, someone was holding Qiana's shoulder. It was in his mind that there would be a ghost. Qiana hugged the tombstone tighter while looking over.

"When will you stay there?" A grave guard robot asked. Both of his box eyes glowed red on his head which was ball. Qiana stood up. once again stared at Kian's meal. Then ran away. Her tears came all the way. Until he was unaware that there was someone in front of him.

Mum.

Someone punched Qiana in the face. The boy fell backwards while holding his cheek. The one who did so, Qiana recalled that face. Three girls who had previously run him over in a cafe.

"We'll see who will help you today."

"Switch death. Kneel down."

The three girls kneeled. Their knees hit the ground made of stone. They grimace. Looking at Qiana was like asking for help. Qiana closed her mouth.

"Personalize."

Duets.

Aaaahk

They hit their heads hard on the road. All three crying. They looked back with their foreheads stuck in the street. They try to get up, but their bodies will another.

Bal smiled wickedly. His hands were folded in front of his chest. Bal looked down, drawing his face closer to the three.

"You messing with us?" he said in a flat tone.

The men closed their eyes, shaking their heads. In their hearts they cursed Bal. Bal heard. He looked at Qiana. Ignoring three bullies. Bal extended his hand.

"Please reply."

Qiana shook her head. He did not dare to hit anyone else. Bal looked at him sharply. Qiana ran away from the place of chaos. Tears were again wetting her cheeks. Bal looked at him in wonder.

Bal. He brought his face to the three men. "Sorry, we're just useless weaklings."

They're shaken. Bal's mouth flinching. Both of their hands were pushing the way up. It even pushes its head from the back of the head down.

"We are just useless weaklings. Forgive us. We beg!" say they are compact while enduring the pain.

Bal chuckled softly. He turned and left them. Those people were finally free. They immediately lay on the streets while wiping his forehead which was completely bruised.

"They are also Dey Tribe. You know that?" qiana asked who was sitting at the roadside bus stop as Bal sat beside her. Bal nodded.

"They're richer and better at hitting than I am. If there's a useless man it's me! They are noble, learned and tough. But I'm just slow at my parents' cafe."

Qiana wiped away the tears on her face with her hands. Then I looked at Bal. "Boy beloved of Mr. Zwesta. I can't use my strength to fight. You will not benefit from my existence in the Dey nuclear family. Please don't look for me!"

"A person who can read my mind telepathically still thinks he is weak? You're just underestimating me." Bal responded telepathically.

Qiana stood. A bus stopped. He got on that bus. "Please don't look for me. I'll always go near you. Thanks for today."

Bal took a deep breath. What Qiana said was indeed true. He had already wrongly hoped to bring the girl to the nuclear family and make use of her. Perhaps Zwesta's teachings are wrong.

Biete flew freely throughout the city. But a strong wind pulled his body towards the balcony in the king's palace. His heart was about to fall. Face pale. Zecda was looking forward to it. The man sat with his legs crossed.

"Where is Grandma going?"

Biete has no answer. You always leave. What was? Can't explain what happened first? What happened to Lean Lyde? Roila Aero? Also Qien.. Abta?"

Biete held her breath. He doesn't need to breathe to live. Biete ventured.

"Yes, it's all my fault. I was selfish. Even to my own granddaughter."

***

Qien Abta, a boy with below average intelligence who always wants to be a great scientist like his cousin who has received many awards and declared a great child scientist. She, Aira Abta.

Qien loved her very much, but she was also envious of Aira. A plain little boy. One day I came to him, offering above average intelligence. Qien accepted. I tied my soul into his body.

A rather silly little boy. Of course I didn't make it where I live without expecting anything. I, Biete Abta, will make him a hero. Through him, together we will tame Prince Neo.

But everything was back in chaos.