Half the Fallen Angels
Episode 23: The Story of the Youth of Zenetti Village

Morning in Sei Roja Valley…

…”...even so, it feels like I have a hard time believing Zivan's story last night.”, Morgan said.

“Who would have thought, if the urban story came from his own story.”, respond Devan.

“I feel stupid, because at the end I had believed the story of three boys yesterday, but not everything they said was fiction.”, said Julian.

Zivan laughed a little.

“I told you last night. The story is true, but it is also a lie.”

…..

Yesterday night, the second floor of Zivan's residence, when everything was still awake….

“A few hundred years ago, was born a young man in Zenetti Village. The young man is known as a good human being, good at socializing, and likes to help the villagers.”, Zivan began to tell stories.

Devan and the others were sitting cross-legged on the floor hearing Zivan tell a story.

“A time, when the young man was in his teens, suddenly in him awakened another consciousness, so that in him there was another soul. Because of that, his memory became chaotic.

The young man remembered nothing, including not knowing about himself. When some villagers called his name, he never answered or looked. He just walked through it.

Until one of the residents began to realize the austerity of the young man, he approached him and touched his shoulder from behind, ‘Nak, you why?’, he said.

’Who are you?’ ask the young man. The villagers looked at the young man with anxiety and wonder. Everyone who greeted him, he always asked the same thing ‘Who are you?’, and many times also the young man got a similar reaction.

The teenager began to feel afraid, afraid because he did not know anything.

He fled, leaving the village of Zenetti. Unknowingly, he entered a valley near the village. A valley that no human could enter.

It was getting dark and night, and the young man realized that he was lost in a place he did not know. His fear had now turned to despair.

He sat down, bowed head to a tree, sobbing for so long. Until one day a light appeared from behind the young man.

The young man looked back, and he saw a white woman. Around him was covered in light. He sat down to lower his knees to be on par with the young man, then the woman said, ‘just relax, everything will definitely end well’.

The young man calmed down immediately, after hearing that, no, the young man was calm, ever since the woman came behind him. After that, the young man asked, but with a different question.

He asked ‘Who am I?’, and a few moments later, The woman also said ‘You... Harith?... Zivan's?… about which one is it?’, he smiled faintly, his index fingers touching his cheeks.”

“Wait a minute!.”, cut Morgan while scratching your head slowly.

“That was your story?”, Morgan asked.

“Indeed Yes.”, Answer Zivan.

“What does this legend of the valley have to do with us?.”, asked Morgan. Face confused.

On the other hand, Julian was remembering something.

“What does this have to do with the story of someone who managed to enter the valley, then he also managed to get out, but one time he actually returned to this valley?.”

Morgan and Devan watch Julian. A few moments later they also remembered.

“I remember. It was said by the three boys earlier this afternoon.”, respond Devan.

“True.”, Zivan replied. “Someone is me.”, he continued.

“Ee, you?”, Morgan responded unexpectedly. So did Devan and Julian who did not expect.

“You said…. Several hundred years ago.so your age.”, Devan said stammering.

“My life has certainly been hundreds of years.”, replied Zivan.

“Befit.”, respond Devan.

(“That may be because Zivan is not a pure human.”, bathin Devan.)

“Hey Zivan, the woman you told me about, her features are similar to her bringing us here. Is it possible..”, said Julian he accidentally did not finish his sentence.

“Mm. Your guess is right. He is the angel who guards this valley. All natural phenomena that occur in this valley, it is thanks to its power so that humans do not approach this place.”

(“So...he's an angel...”, Devan bathin.)

“I understand, so it's not because it's a test or anything so that someone can enter. indeed from the beginning of this valley is forbidden by humans. But why?”, Julian said.

“That problem..I also don't know.”, replied Zivan.

“Didn't one of the boys say, ‘because here is the place where the Gods came’, he said.”, replied Morgan. He looked towards Julian.

“Hahaha.”, Zivan laughs. “Man, does like to overestimate something.”

Julian and Morgan looked at each other.

“Maybe...”.

“Yes. That's me.”

Devan who heard the confession just fell silent without reacting.

“But why not from the beginning of the story just say, you tell the story as if telling someone else?.”, asked Devan.

Zivan was silent for a moment, his face slowly becoming flat. The three of them noticed a change in his facial expression.

“Maybe..that's because I forgot my human side.”.

Just then, the night wind blew slowly past them, a state of silence a moment after the answer was thrown.

“I don't understand. And also the Harith you mentioned at the end of the story, that was you too right?. Zivan too. What does that mean?.”, asked Devan. His forehead shriveled.

“Zivan used to die as a fallen angel. Years later, Zivan is reincarnated, born as a human named Harith.

However, the consciousness and memory of Zivan had not woken up, until Harith was a teenager, when something happened. So you could say, myself Harith and also Zivan.”.

“So so.”, said Devan as he lowered his head thinking for a moment.

“However, I have forgotten Harith's short life a lot, I remember Zivan's life for hundreds and even thousands of years.”

“Ironi..”, Julian said.

“Hm. Maybe it's because I don't really agree with Harith's attitude, even though she's nice, but she's weak.”, Zivan's eyebrows look down low.

“Sweak kah.padah when the teenager easily entered the valley surrounded by aggressive black clouds. Or maybe...the angel knew his condition, then he deliberately let him in.”, Julian guessed.

“Hm?, Oh if that is any other reason.”, Zivan refutes.

“Oh.?”, murmured Julian asked.

“In the era where Harith lived, the natural phenomenon in the Sei Roja Valley was not like this. This valley was guarded by two angels. Sachiel & Amethya, who you met before coming here, it was Sachiel.

Ametyha used to spread the cold wind around the edge of the valley, so that anyone who approached this valley would feel fear. So it's not the black clouds that are closing this place down.

And when Harith ran into this place from the beginning in a state of fear, so I thought the cold wind of Amethya did not prevent it.”

Devan was silent, his heart was curious about the angel named Amethya.

“Amethya that, what kind of angel?”

“Amethya is a wind-riding angel. His right hand carried a breeze that blew, while his left hand carried a very cold wind. The wind in his right hand makes those who are afflicted long for good, and the wind in his left hand scatters the fear of those within his reach.

“So, where is the Amethya Angel?”, asked Devan again.

“I don't know. All I know is that he has long since left this valley,”

“Once.”, respond Devan.

“So so the story is why harith or you are able to enter this valley.”, respond Morgan.

“That's the truth. As for the God of asceticism, the requirement to enter the valley that is wide-hearted or whatever it is is a lie or something that is exaggerated.”

“How can the story be more like that?”, asked Devan.

Zivan was thinking of the incident, he lowered his head while holding his front hair.

“I'll continue the story…

One time the young man missed the village of Zenetti where he grew up. So he decided to go out of the valley, and return to his village.

Long story short the young man then arrived, then he saw a lot of things that changed in his village. Even so the residents still remember him, he was welcomed, and met his teenage friends first, who now look grown up and even have a family.

After that young man again entered the valley, until some time, he missed his village again and decided to go back to the village again, and again a lot of things changed since the last time he visited.

When he came to be welcomed, but almost all the villagers he did not recognize, he also had time to meet some of his friends who were old and some did not remember him anymore. The young man was surprised. ‘How many years has he not returned to the village?’ ask in the heart.

The young man went alone, standing by the flowing water of the trench. He glazed over the water and saw himself not aging at all.

It was then that the young man realized that he might not be human anymore. The concept of time in his mind was different. It had been decades that he had left the village, but it felt like only two and three years had he left.

Even so he still came and went again, and still he was welcomed by the villagers, even the last time when the young man visited Zenetti Village, it is like being worshiped by the inhabitants of his own village.”

…..

In the morning, in the front yard of Zivan's residence…

“Alright, last night's story will be a lesson, so as not to easily believe in the urban story circulating. And Devan, it looks like we're going our separate ways here. We will return to Avalon.”, said Morgan pamit.

“Send my thanks to Aslan.”, Devan said.

“Alright we will go.”, Julian said. Instantly appeared wings and expanded on Julian and Morgan's backs.

“Oh yes. Please do not report the story last night to Alsan yes.”, Zivan said as he touched his index finger on his lips.

“Hmm?, why?.”, Julian turned towards Zivan.

“Soalah..percuma, he also already knows.”, joked Zivan while smiling.

“Oh. Haha, then fine, I don't have to bother telling you.”, respond to Julian while laughing and smiling.

“Alright, we leave!”.

“SIU!”, The sound of the wind is heard due to the impact of flying Julian and Morgan.

They flew low quite fast, and cut a path to directly descend from this cliff plain.

“Nah Devan, can come with me to another place.”

Devan nodded.

They then walked down the cliff face. Then after that, they walked between the stone pillars of thick diameter. They walked up the road on the opposite hill, but not up high.

After a while, they could see the mouth of the cave which was in the room of the cliff wall of the hill beside them.

“Goa?”

“That's where we're headed.”

They both entered the cave. Once a bit deep, a blue light appeared to illuminate within the cave. Several small blue plants similar to those in the courtyard of Zivan's residence grew on the edges in this cave

In Goa it is broad, unlike tunnels, the upper part is high. There is a small stream of water on one of its edges. From above sometimes there is water dripping so that it makes a puddle in the middle of the land of the cave.

Suddenly Devan stops his steps, and Zivan follows. Devan looked long at what was before him. The mounds of land were long and numerous.

“Cemetery?”, Devan said as he turned to Zivan.

“Mm.”, Zivan said as he nodded.

Devan was getting inside, walking between the rows of mounds left-right land, until there were several paths, Devan climbed one of them, and he saw the same thing..

“They are human victims of the natural weather in this valley.”

“A lot.”

“Counted since the departure of Amethya several hundred years ago to today.”

“What is special about this valley, until it must be a forbidden area on earth?”

“That's a similar question to Julian's question last night.”

“Oh I remember. You said you didn't know.”

“Actually this valley is the door where we can go to the first sky, the place where the fairies live.”

Hearing this, Devan turned to look at Zivan.

“Oh I understand. Because it is related to the fairies, you cannot tell them both, because they are fallen angel.”, said Devan, after which he looked around again.

Zivan was silent for a moment, he remembered something.

“Speaking about fallen angel, at midnight last night they came?”

“What?”

***

Morgan and Julian were flying low quickly. After some time, he reached the original place where he parked the car. But…

“Come to you too, Morgan, Julian.”, just Morgan and Julian landed his feet, he was immediately faced with a woman sitting waiting at the front of the car.

“Who are you?, why do you know our name?”, Julian said with a sharp look.

The woman who was waiting for them was none other than Ireena.

“It is not important to discuss why I know your name.”

Ireena then stood up from her seat. At the same time, the cold wind around Ireena moved quickly. The instant Morgan and Julian's eyes widened, they wanted to jump immediately behind, but….

“Don't back down!”, threatened Ireena, her face look creepy, her gaze cold.

Morgan and Julian's faces looked tense, they seemed to be trying to catch their breath.

Ireena stepped closer to them, and put her head between their heads in a whisper.

“You guys..tadi With Devan, right?”

Julian and Morgan did not turn their heads, only being able to glance at Ireena who was among them.

***