Sign of the Zodiac: Aries
[Sign 1: Aries] Resonance

Anaru could not control himself. His consciousness as a human being had vanished completely. The only thing he wanted to do was destroy. Anaru looked around and found only the bodies of uluwero scattered about. From his entire body, Anaru released an enormous energy to form a whirlwind that surrounded him. His hair and clothes were fluttering about because of the energy vortex. His bright red eyes returned looking for something he could destroy.

In the next instant, Anaru found the prince and his people who were crying sobbing. Anaru immediately darted towards them and almost grabbed the neck of the takuta. But the old town turned out to be quite nimble. With an unseen motion, the amulet restrained Anaru's grip with his old wooden stick.

“Anaru... realize! Don't drown in your lust. Restore your consciousness!” exclaim the blind with a raucous voice.

Anaru still looked fierce, but then his sense of smell sensed an extremely strong incense scent. Anaru immediately jumped back while covering his nose.

“Aware, Anaru. Inhale the scent of this hio to bring your consciousness back,” said the takuta as he walked closer and thrust his old wooden stick towards Anaru.

The closer the lute is, the stronger the pungent aroma will smell. Anaru's head became dizzy and unsteady, his stomach was nauseous as if his body was rejecting the scent. Even so, slowly, Anaru's consciousness began to return. His anger subsided and then he began to be able to control his body. Even so, the overflow of energy that formed a whirlwind around his body was still extremely powerful.

“Takuta...” sigh Anaru weak.

“Anaru, are you back?” ask the question while struggling to meet him.

“Be. It was like there was fire in my body. He kept pushing me... to destroy something.” shimmered Anaru who was now half-kneeling, holding back the rage within him.

“You should find your balancing stone, son. Look for your Zodiac stone, Carnelian. The stone will balance your overflowing power,” said the envoy.

“How... the way I look for it.” shimmered Anaru while constantly trying to maintain his consciousness that began to be swallowed by the power of anger.

“That rock will resonate with your power. The white-haired girl must also be looking for you because her Carnelian stone is now as burning as your body. You'll call each other. Follow your instincts, son.”

“I... don't know..”

“GO! NOW!” The lute really shouted against Anaru.

Of course it's not without reason. Anaru's face had turned dark, complete with an evil grin that had begun to crack. The two eyes of Anaru who was originally sparkling black had now become a color of blood. If Anaru remained in that place, he could kill the prince and even his own umam. Anaru should get away from that place as quickly as possible.

Anaru who understood the situation finally complied. With a faster movement than any horse, Anaru darted. Its speed could even compensate for the continent's fastest gust of wind. Anaru continued to dart through the dark dead forest. Several times he almost hit the dry tree trunks.

Even so, his speed was not too disturbing Anaru's vision. His fast-paced body also balanced the ability to see in slow motion, so that Anaru was able to set the direction well.

Anaru did not know how far he had gone, but now he was completely alone in the dark dead forest. It seemed like he had enough to run away from the house of the takuta. Anaru also stopped the delay. His poignant memories suddenly burst forth, accumulating into one and making Anaru even more loyal.

The memory of Kaharap who always oppressed him since childhood. Then the memory of Ngaiio's mekhianya. Bad memories continued to scatter on Anaru's head and made the young man again let out a terrible roar. His last memory was of his father's death burning in the house of the prince. After that, Anaru's consciousness disappeared again. He was swallowed up by the darkness of his own heart and became a brutal predatory creature.

“Hamal..” whispered the voice was sayup-sayup.

Anaru found himself in total darkness. It was his consciousness that was already distorted by the darkness. Anaru tried to step inside that darkness, but the place was completely empty. No bulkhead to hold. His feet did not trace anything. Just drifting in nothingness.

“Hamal...” the voice again sounds soft.

Anaru had no other choice but to try to follow the voice that called out to him. But the sound felt very far away. Several times Anaru tried to shout and call, but no sound came out of his mouth. It is like being in a vacuum that no sound can perceive. Even so, he could hear the sound of a faint-hearted voice calling out to him.

Anaru continued to walk in the darkness that felt like forever. There is no certainty as to when it will arrive at its destination. Even so, Anaru did not feel tired at all. The darkness felt very peaceful and calm.

There was a part of him that felt like he didn't want to get out of that place. But Anaru knew, if he did not come out from there, then his other consciousness would appear. Consciousness that only desires to destroy whatever it sees.

“Hamal... kotu kua mai[1],” suddenly the voice again whispered.

But now the whisper sounded very close, like it was right in Anaru's ear. Anaru. The sound was so soft and soothing. Anaru could not confirm whether it was the woman or the man who called out to him. His voice could not be defined as male or female, perhaps both.

A moment of warmth surrounded Anaru. The darkness around him slowly dissipated, replaced by an orange light rising before him. Anaru closed her eyes, enjoying that intense moment of ecstasy. His body was so comfortable, light and peaceful. It felt like he had already found all the things he wanted, all the needs of his soul were met just like that.

The warmth continued to expand, and though Anaru closed his eyes, yet the orange light seemed to glitter very much in front of him. The light continued to spread and penetrated all cells of Anaru's body. Anaru was reborn.

“Anaru!” a voice called out his other name.

Anaru opened her eyes. The blinding sunlight suddenly hit his sight. Anaru narrowed, then blinked a few times.

“Anaru! You're sober?” the voice sounded very anxious.

Anaru turned his head, finding a silver-haired woman whom he knew very well.

“Airyung..” sigh Anaru slowly.

“Anaru... you.. Crystal Carnelian... gosh... I found you, Zodiac Fighter!” airyung said.

The girl obviously could not hide her scent, as the next second, huge tears melted down Airyung's cheeks. The last time Airyung cried was when she was five years old. At that time he had to leave his family to undergo training as a member of the Admiral, an elite group of hunters in Giyatsa. Since then, Airyung never cried again. To this day, as he looked with his own eyes, the burning Carnelian Crystal fused with the Anaru, the ordinary shepherd boy whom he often underestimated. He found someone in the prophecy.

[1] Hamal, you've arrived.