Ash-boss
You are not alone!

In the corner of his bedroom terrace, Laras leaned his head that felt very empty. That gaze was as blank as the current Laras mind. With all the things he experienced, Laras could barely let out his tears at all.

The shadow of how he went through his days with his grandparents haunts Laras' memories. Every time one shadow he remembered, Laras breathed heavily. He never thought that his grandparents would leave without saying goodbye to him. Even to give the opportunity to speak, Laras did not get it from either Eren or Aksara.

The day changed in the morning. Morning changes day, and day becomes night. Baras is still grieving inside his house. Confined and unwilling to meet anyone in the last three days.

In his room, Laras just curled up lying without eating and without drinking. Every now and then he made a move, and it was only used to immerse his face in a pile of pillows and vapourize his grief with tears. His screams were choked without his voice. The pain continuously whack the inner Laras in his grief.

One by one he remembers loved ones leaving him. Starting from his parents who died in an accident. Tito's grandfather gave him a glass of milk on the day before his death. Mr. Dirto is a teacher who always makes his lesson hours become more alive. And now Laras has to lose the figure of his Grandpa and grandmother who are his second parents after the death of his parents in an accident 15 years ago.

"What else do I have in life?" The reclining barrel faces the ceiling of his room. He recalled another shadow of how Eren fell into the valley of misery because of a small figure of himself in a deadly accident 15 years ago. "I hate my destiny like this!" back Laras rubbed his tears rough. His eyes were already completely swollen at this moment. Even he was already as unwilling and was no longer able to withstand the sound of his cries breaking in the middle of the night.

"Destiny never sided with the culprit." another figure Eren's shadow appeared from the darkest corner of the room. I don't know how long he's been watching Laras from that angle. Occasionally a gust of wind revealed his figure which was fluttered by the curtains in the room. Making him able to see every detail of the barrel's actions in his grief.

The barrel immediately awoke from its supine position. He stared at the cruel and disappointed with the life choices he had towards the figure of Eren in his life.

"You have only two choices, continue this folly of yours or continue what you're supposed to be."

Laras. He rubbed again the tears and snot that had poured out. He wasn't really sure of the choice he wanted to make at the moment. He seemed to have lost everything in his life. His passion to continue what will be his life choices.

"I don't have anyone anymore." isak Laras later. He had never felt such a deep loneliness like this moment. Barrel back to drain his tears. Remembering that he started from yesterday had to walk alone for his life. No more grandparents who become an encouragement or a place to share. "Why is my life so sad!"

She was crying that night. Accompanied by another figure Eren who was just pensive beside his bed, Laras vented all his frustration and hatred on the reality that Laras had to experience this time.

There wasn't much that other figure Eren did that night. Towards the morning, the figure again displays the figure of Eren as a human. Sitting at the bedside of Laras, Eren patted the head of the girl who was now lying peacefully after a long cry last night.

"Nobody can feel your sadness but yourself. Neither can anything make you rise from all this but yourself." said Eren before disappearing from the side of the restroom.

Silent barrel. He opened his eyes slowly after letting Eren and the other figures of Eren go from his room.

"I am not finding any reason to rise up." Laras replied later. He was still lying in the same position. Recalling the last two days, another figure Eren also did the same. Watching and guarding when Laras was falling asleep after his cries.

Laras lamented the place where Eren's figure or another Eren's figure watched him in silence. Paying attention and remembering every detail of the two figures belonging to Eren. The pain again struck him in silence. It hurts to remember another Eren figure who fell into the valley of tribulation. Where one by one the wings were uprooted and burned into golden ash that disappeared into darkness. Plus another shadow that appears. It was an accident involving many souls of parents and children who now reside in him. How the carefree laughter in the accident turned into a deep wound for the many families of the fatalities from the accident.

Views rotate. His body feels weak. While holding his stomach that began to rumble, Laras intends to go to the kitchen to just eat a little food that is still left from all unexpected events in his nature.

Rare first, Laras had been swept away and made another figure Eren must hold his figure in order to remain able to stand.

"Thank you." said Laras trying to sit back in his bed. "I just want to grab some food in the fridge."

"I'll finish what was the reason I stayed alive until now!" He looked into the eyes of another figure Eren. "That's all I can do for now..."

"That's your choice and your responsibility in the future."

"Yes!" The smiling barrel forced.

His strength was drained away with all the grief he had felt since the death of his grandparents in a way he had not expected. Now his grandparents had been buried and Laras could only visit them in his tomb.

Hours change day. Days changed by week. Week changing month. Baras went to school as usual. Take milk and newspaper as usual and live his days far different from his old life.

Since that morning, Eren's figure never appeared again. As if his presence had never existed since the beginning, Eren's figure became ambiguous in the memories of some who had known him.

"How many souls have come out in a month?" Zara started their conversation without looking at anyone else around them.

"Three young women's souls." answered Laras. He opened his black-coated old book. Looking at the three pages in the book that are now filled with data from the soul that has succeeded him and Aksara delivered in his last journey.

"Have you thought of everything?" Zara assured. Seeing how Laras forced himself the last few days, making him and Aksara have no other choice.

"About what?"

"Your true feelings?"

Pensive barrel. After the departure of her grandparents, she felt that she was living alone in this world. No one can understand his sadness. Will suffering. He feels his world has no hope until his decision to complete his task and the disappearance of Eren in his life.

"What was my feeling?"

"About the guard?"

Baras smiled softly. There are two things that make him worry about the feelings he has towards other figures Eren, the guard or even his figure as Eren. It was a guilt that her memory of being a baby girl had with her pink bandana and a sense that grew either out of her sadness at the time or it was indeed the feeling she had towards Eren figure however that's.

"I don't dare to be sure." Barrel stared out his classroom window. Let the incoming breeze blow his face. Enjoying the sunshine that is shining with the heat. "Where is he going now?"

Hearing such a remark coming out of the Barrel, another figure watching from the corner of the room could only smile with bone wings attached behind his back. He flapped his skeletal wings then shot out lightning-fast and disappeared from the sight of those who were capable of seeing his true figure.

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