Ash-boss
The Yarn of Destiny from the Prohibition Flower
The thread of fate glistened purple-golden. Sparking a shadow of darkness that collides with the color of reddish fire.
“When do I have this thread of destiny? And why can I have it?”
The barrel flicked the thread of fate on his wrist, and then the thread disappeared from his sight. Inside his slightly dimly lit room, Laras suddenly saw the shadowy figure of Arashi falling right from the top of his position. Reflex with what he saw, Laras rolled to the side until his head hit the wall. Laras was shocked, not only because his head was hit, but because a great shock next to him also made the figure of Laras stiffen. Slowly, Baras turned the body to see what was really going on.
Unexpectedly found Laras, the figure of Arashi was unconscious beside his mattress and the figure in front of him at this time had just fallen from the ceiling of his room. In a little longer time, Laras really made sure that there was Arashi's body lying next to him.
“Hei!” laras said pointing at the forehead of Arashi who was still unconscious. “You're not dead, are you?”
Long as there was no answer from the figure, Laras chose to descend very carefully from his now cornered position on his own bed. Looking at Arashi's body figure on his bed, Laras tried to look carefully at the shadow he saw this morning in front when dealing directly with the three people one boarding. But the thing that caught Laras most attention was his view of the purple-golden thread of fate that was on the young man's wrist before him. In just a moment, the shadow of that purple-golden thread then dissipated by itself.
“Bench destiny???” Mumbles Barrel.
“Ouch...” the complaint came out of Arashi who suddenly made Laras keep his distance with his vain attitude. From his movements, Arashi was quite in pain with what he might have experienced. He rubbed the back of his head before he finally opened his eyes and found Laras standing by holding a black-coated old book that was almost hundreds of millions of years old. Seeing that figure, Eren as Arashi smiled happily from his conscious.
“What are you doing in my room?” racau Arashi sat down and felt pain all over his body. Arashi will stretch both hands until he realizes the concept of the room he occupies is not the concept of his own room.
“So…. Why am I here?” arashi asked the figure of Laras who was ready to hit him with the book held by the girl.
“Who are you really?” the tension from the face of Baras did not decrease at all. Even the tension this time coupled with a serious facial look that makes Eren as the figure of Arashi confused because in his last memory he fell drifting to the bottom of the void valley.
“Is there anything I missed?” Arashi stood up and approached Laras who retreated slowly but regularly. The girl hit the chair behind her, making Arashi immediately pull Laras hand so as to make Laras overlay the young man's body.
One of Eren's memories of him in the past with Laras appears. Making Arashi repeat once again the scene design in his memory. Arashi kept his eyes closed. What is in his shadow now is how the expression Laras showed at that time.
“Hei! You don't faint anymore, do you?!” Laras tried to rise from the top of Arashi's body which he overcame by accident.
“It looks like still.” Arashi replied teasing Laras while bringing the girl's body back to its original position.
Baras was shocked by what happened. Feeling being played by Arashi, Laras was about to rise with a peaking annoyance. But what happened instead reversed the position of the two. Now it was Arashi's turn to be right above the girl's body.
“Not changed at all.” Said Arashi flicking Laras' forehead. After being satisfied with teasing the girl, Arashi got up from his position. With his elegance he stood up, and the welcome punch of the old book-bound Laras messed up every style Arashi did.
“Exit from my room now.”
Withstanding the barrage of blows from the overstretched Laras, Arashi exits the room in a furore seen directly by Aksara and Mari.
“Nights like this?” aksara put up her glasses. His eyes piqued sharply with all his mischievous thoughts of the deeds that Arashi might have done until Laras hit him that brutal.
While Mari stared hatefully. As if what happened had offended him. Marry closed the door of his room in annoyance. Slammed the door until it made Laras stop the action. In the position of Arashi who is still forming his defense and Laras with his black-coated old book, a shadow of darkness shouts between the two. Making Laras immediately avoid this but Arashi instead received a shadow of darkness without doing any resistance.
“I want to take you somewhere, are you willing to come with me?”
Now the figure of the highest guard of the dark valley named gray valley took over Arashi's body. Showing a figure that looks so scary to humans who like the light, but feels so thrilling to humans who are being pulled into it. But for Laras who is also a figure of the guardian of the valley, the figure in front of him is not a creature that needs to be feared but it is worth to be aware of because in a small memory Laras, the figure is not, this figure had repeatedly tried to attack him in their previous lives.
“Where?”
“Find a little memory of you!”
“Your insults are related to all the curse objects you have.”
“Every object of curse under my guard is the result of the choice of destiny of every creature of the universe. I
don't have any curse objects in my destiny.”
The figure of the supreme guard of the valley of death smiled knotingly. “How do you explain about the ring?!”
The question instantly lowered Alertness. He stroked the ring that until now was still attached beautifully to his ring finger.
“Do you not wonder why there are always curse objects created on yourself?”
For a long time, Laras pensively staring at the figure in front of him with a gamang. The reason why this twilight stone curse ring appeared was indeed because of him. And for other curse objects, he still has 9 other curse objects created on himself. Three of them have been sealed because they have passed the latitude of life with the owner of the curse and the person affected by the curse itself.
Now both Laras and the highest guard figure of the dark valley called the gray valley are in a dimension which in that dimension, both are on the verge of a boundary that is not black nor white. Both are on the verge of gray boundaries. Which absorbs the colors of both dimensions and visualizes them in the dimensional threshold on which they stand today.
“Not much time, take a piece of memory blade from every curse object you see.”
“How many times can I return to this dimension??”
“You only have three times the chance of coming to this dimension. And this is your first visit.”
Without refuting what was said by the figure of the highest guard of the dark valley named the gray valley, The barrel immediately absorbs a memory of a wine jug-shaped object that appears to emit light even though it only shows a gray flash that is younger than the shape of the jug.
Before actually entering his body, the figure of the highest guard of the dark valley named gray valley reminded Laras of the risk of every memory blade he took. That every part of memory taken will weaken one other memory.
“There must be a big thing that you have to sacrifice for the three pieces of memory bar that you will take in this dimension.”
“Hal large?”
The figure of the highest guard of the dark valley named the gray valley fluttered the side of his robe, bringing the two body figures to disappear from the gray dimension they were visiting. The barrel is like entering into a dream world, where he sees himself from a distance while carrying out his duties in sealing prohibition objects.
The barrel was on the side of the endless valley to pick a forbidden flower plant. Ban flower plants that arise because of the anger of a true soul to the sincerity of the feeling of love that he has. The prohibition interest is so sensitive, that Laras had to pluck it very carefully. Because it includes a prohibition interest that should not reach him.
Actually, every curse object is not always dangerous, but the existence of curse/ban objects can sometimes bring great havoc to the energy of the universe. It could create such a huge change in destiny and could even create such a dark darkness in the time of millions of lights.
“Anyone who is exposed to your curse powder, will instantly fall in love with the figure he first saw.” Mumbles Laras after successfully inserting half of the flower into a container that looks more like a glass bottle. “Actually not a bitter thing, it will even be very sweet. But unfortunately your curse can be destructive if the one affected by the curse is undergoing his destiny journey as a true soul.”
Laras had just smiled a sigh of relief when he put some of the forbidden flowers into a glass bottle that already had a sealing spell for the prohibition flower. But something happened. A great shock ensued, the flower powder shimmered and flanked Laras' face without him noticing. Making his body wobble for a moment until someone held Laras body so as not to fall in his arms. The views of the two meet. Just eyes meeting eyes. Then darkness swept over Laras' vision.
The girl woke up from her sleep.
“Dreams?”
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