The Alternative/Overwatch
Dharma Wheel

(Viewing angle: Naava)

We finally arrived at the health unit. The health unit is no less beautiful and beautiful than the palace garden. There are so many vine plants that decorate the fence and roof, there is a fountain where the water can also be drunk and very quench thirst. White cube-shaped tables and tube-shaped chairs neatly arranged with ancient gold paintings that adorn every surface, and, there are many doctors and healers who are testing the latest herbal remedies in the corners of the room.

In the health unit is also a place of research and breeding of medicinal plants. The herbs are placed behind a transparent veil neatly arranged with a skat in the form of white walls and placed on the side of the room. Right in the left corner I saw a very familiar figure who was wearing clothes like a scientist. He then took off his glasses and bowed respectfully in a style that was so far-fetched to me.

"My koningin." (Ratoos.) Said the person while bowing respectfully. I stuck his head to make him stop slouching. We laughed together too.

"Stop..stop." I said. We also do tos like a very familiar friend. She is my sister named Neema. He is not interested in politics and the throne of the kingdom but he is smart enough to know the government and politics. Neema loved the development of technology and medicine so much that my father gave the position of head of the health and technology unit at the age of 11 years because of his genius Neema. Even scientists and doctors respect him a lot.

"So, another routine check? For our cute king?" Ask Neema.

"Yes, that's it." I said leaning near the table. I saw some blue prints on it. A replica of an artificial hand.

"Hey.....You want to make a new hand for Gen?" My toot.

"Agdhh!!! Where did you find him?!" Neema seemed panicked after the secret of her blueprint was revealed, like a child caught hiding her toothpaste.

Neema immediately swept away all her blue prints and kept them on her private desk. I chuckled at the behavior of my sister who could not keep a secret or surprise for me.

Neema breathed heavily.

"Actually I wanted to tell you when she was completely back to normal as a reward for her recovery. But because I was too busy taking care of and monitoring the progress of technology and treatment I forgot that the blueprint data I haven't settled yet." Neema said with a contrite regretful tone. I can't blame him. Because Neema is Panthera is getting better. He always made new discoveries, came to different districts to monitor the technological developments he spread to various places, held meetings, and made budgets. But I'm grateful Neema likes busyness.

"What's wrong. Let's just say I didn't see anything." I said. We walked into a special lab where it was used only specifically for Genes. I told Neema to make it. Kugendong Gen from the chair floated up to the bed to do full body scanning first.

Neema then fiddled with the computer to check the scans.

"Hmm...blood pressure: normal, right arm cut off: no infection, abdominal organs: normal, pupil reaction of the eye to light: normal. Everything is normal, physically. But mentally it's still broken." Neema. Yes, same report results in every check.

"So that's it." I said with a little disappointment. There's no progress.

"But he can't do anything yet, can he? At least his body's supply of vitamins and protein is enough to help his mental state remain stable." Neema gave me a dietary supplement for Genes.

"Thank you Neema." I approached Gen and hugged her. I carried him back to his seat.

"Wait a minute, brother. I want to ask, is that guy his pupils are like that?" Ask Neema.

"What do you mean?" I ask not to understand.

"I just realized it. If there is a flow of manna that is so swift that it flows through his eyes that it causes his pupils to change."

"No, when he first met his pupils he did not form a wheel of darma like this. More like a cat's eyes are red." My answer. Neema then reopened the documents on her computer. Because I was wondering if Gen and I were approaching the computer screen. From the A-Z alphabet not found any similar symptoms experienced by the gene.

"Data not available. This symptom is obviously so rare that my computer doesn't have the data. It could be that this symptom is experienced by 1:100 million of all people in this world." Neema.

"Will it mean bad?" Asking me worried.

"Eitherway. But this will be a challenging PR for me. There are no symptoms and diseases I don't know about. I'll make sure to unpack this kid's eye symptoms." Neema said so excitedly.

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The Izanami temple.

We are grateful to have a partner who can be a mount so that our mobility is quite smooth. Riza is our mount. We are still lurking from above to ascertain if there is no danger in the valley of the Izanami temple.

We watched from above for 30 minutes and decided to land. It seems totally out of reason. The area around the temple was completely messy and destroyed. Kraven and the Gen master actually fought after I was forcibly teleported to the Assassin Islands.

"It's really amazing." Mori had trouble finding a good vocabulary for what he saw.

"It should be so. Moreover, this is a fight between slave and OVERLORD." Yukki also checks the flow of water like a tributary.

I walked closer to the Izanami Temple. The temple of my aunt. The statue is also quite high can be counted around 50 meters. I wonder how long it took to make this statue? And since when did auntie have such a creepy face?! Her face is beautiful and beautiful. Perhaps because her entity as the first Demon Queen that made her was designed like this.

"Yuna, where are you going?" ask Riza who knows that the legs stay a few meters to the temple stairs.

"I want to check what's inside." I said to enter the temple door.

Inside is illuminated only by candlelight. Inside the temple there are only 4 pillars with ancient drawings of jade green. Right at the center of the temple is the adjoining statue of the Demon Queen Izanami and Izanagi. When viewed from the glitter of the surface of the two statues it looks like the statue is made of gold, I gently clap my hands to pray.

"greetings aunt, dad. Help me in helping Mr. Gen." I pray in my heart. I immediately got out of the temple and gathered with the others.

"Hows it? Any pointers?" My toot.

"There was, but it was just a puddle of blood that had dried up. There." Said Shizuka pointing towards her back. Tenzin sniffed the smell of blood.

"It belongs to the majesty." He said with certainty.

"Can you guide us?" My toot.

"Hmm.this will be quite difficult. But I'll do my best." Without warning. Suddenly a purple magic circle appeared right on our footing. The magic circle suddenly shone brightly.

A terrible explosion occurred. We survived the explosion.

"Jeez, I missed." The right woman's voice in front of us. Shizuka immediately turned into a horse monster, Mori activated his Hanuman armor, Shizuku also immediately took out her albino reptile.

"I didn't think you'd be this long looking for Valon." Said the woman. We could only see the silhouette because the smoke from the explosion was still thickly steaming. Yukki flicked his sword so that the smoke disappeared.

A dark brunette woman with a witch hat and sexy dress from the middle ages carrying a strange book stood in front of us.

"Truly boring." Said the woman with a waist.

"If it's not wrong my brother calls you Regila." Yukki.

"You're a member of the Apocalypse?" My toot.

"Ah, exactly. You girls are pretty smart. I'm sure Valon must have trained you to be a good pet for him." Said the woman. Everything snarls up not to like including me.

"By sending your head to Panthera it will definitely make Valon out of Panthera by itself. I can't wait to see what his expression is like." The woman said excited.

"A good idea. But don't you think you can get our heads so easily." I drew my sword and spear for each of my hands.