The Eternal War Kasarewang
Formskitter Hidden Facilities (1)
His body felt heavy like a rock and his muscles were stiff like rusty iron hinges. When he opened his eyes, the scenery around him swirled. Shortly after, Harsa's stomach was filled with nausea. He closed his eyes again, and before long, he had lost consciousness again.
When he managed to open his eyes again, the blue sky above Harsa's head was still swirling, yet he was finally able to wake up. He was in a wagon pulled by horned horses. No one led the horses. They walk on their own, knowing exactly which path to go. On the left-right, the cold dew early in the morning clawed at Harsa's cheeks, while the scorching heat of the sun on it did not help the heavy weight of Harsa's head. From how dry her throat was and how heavy she was, Harsa concluded that she had been unconscious for several days. If only he had been just an ordinary human, he would have died of dehydration. However, by opening her Kai a little, Harsa was able to recover her body condition a little faster.
In front of him, an almost bald-haired man with a hideous smile sat watching Harsa. From within her, Harsa can feel the terrible auara she usually finds in formskitter. That aura, clearly pressing down on Harsa who still felt her body feel heavy.
“Aware?” ask the horrible man. Ah, naw. Not a man, he was unmistakable, from his aura was formskitter. However, Harsa is less able to understand why the formskitter can speak Indonesian.
The first thing Harsa tried to do was drain the physis throughout her body. His strength returned, but he soon realized that his hands and feet were tied. From the bond, there is one agate that contains a spell to withstand the flow of his physis. He could not remove any kind of physis from his body. He could not widen his aura. Harsa thrashed to escape from the bond with the spell.
Effortless.
“Kekekitje. Just keep trying. It's not my fault your hands broke.” Said the formskitter stabbing, keep the scene in front of him. “It's easy to catch you if there's no fucking army.”
“Kak Adi?” tanyanya's confused. His voice was hoarse because he had not been drinking for a long time.
“Hehehe. Sorry, I don't care what his name is.” Formskitter doesn't care.
Honestly, at that time, Harsa was scared and panicked. This was the first time since almost two years ago that he was so helpless when he was in front of formskitter.
Easy, Sa. Calm. He said to himself. Look at the bright side. You're still alive. That's when Harsa just realized. Wait, why am I still alive? Isn't formskitter very aggressive towards Kasarewang?
“Why didn't you just kill me?” harsa asked as she realized the second good side, she could talk.
“Oohhh, of course that sounds like it would be a lot of fun. If only I had no promises with ignorant fools.”
Harsa's forehead is thickly wrinkled. Promise to an ignorant human being? Whahuh? What promise to man? “Appointment?” tanyanya.
“Yes, they want to experiment with half of Kasarewang like you. Kekeke. Seeing you suffer is not bad either.” Said happy. “After that, maybe I can try to unite myself with you.”
Harsa still didn't understand what formskitter meant by uniting, but she knew what formskitter meant was bad. “Let go of me.” Demand Harsa from her horrors.
“Kekekeke. It's so easy for you to ask. Of course not!!”
Now Harsa is fully aware that she is in a cornered state. He doesn't even know where he is. One thing is certain, Harsa is still on the Edge of the Spirit World because of the one-horned horse magic beast, then secondly because of the weight of gravity from around his environment.
“Kekekekekekeke.”
Harsa had stopped trying to get information from the formskitter long ago. The post formskitter words were like a poison that made itself timeless. He only answers the celebration of Harsa, whatever it is, with words like ‘you must mampus’, ‘will not help you’, or ‘finish your history as guinea pig’. Not to forget those words were accompanied by her horrible laughter and smile.
Without the need for lights, the horned horses walked into the depths of the cave without being knocked by the slightest rock. Before long, they were like going down the stairs to an underground facility. At that moment, there was a little light from the electric light. He was put in a small cell of cold, moist, dark iron. There was no other way out but the whistling bars that became the door of the holding cell and one small hole for the air ducts, which somehow, led to nowhere. For some reason, finally after being alone, the panic and fear of Harsa came out in the form of tears. After being left for a few minutes alone, one person in a white lab coat entered his cell. Harsa could not see his face because of the darkness of the cell, but from the absence of physis he could tell that the man was a human. Harsa's forehead frowned at how humans could stand on the Edge of the Spirit World, but she soon realized that like Adit, the humans had joined the formskitter.
“Please let me go.” Pinta Harsa speaks English. The man did not react when Harsa spoke in Indonesian. When Harsa spoke in English, for one second the man seemed hesitant.
“What? How can you speak-?” However, his formskitter side took over. “Hissss!!!”
“Please, help! I am a half-human, please.” Pinta Harsa again. This time there was no response.
The man dragged down Harsa who had difficulty walking as her legs were tied to a bright white room. Harsa's eyes were stung because they could not adjust to the light of the room. His body was tied to a surgical table in the middle of the room with a strap. After he was tied up, four pieces of aura pressed into the room. One felt nothing as horrible as the other two. Four formskitters walked into the all-white room.
Harsa estimates, a formskitter that is not too strong has joined with humans who wear laboratory suits. One other formskitter was the formskitter who kidnapped him and took him to this place. He came together with a human-shaped formskitter figure of two meters tall wearing a black robe and a black mask. One other formskitter figure that came with her was a black cat that she carried with her sweetness.
Harsa's forehead twitched sensed the entire colliding aura. Moreover, he was unable to defend himself with his own aura.
“Oops. It seems our presence is quite pressing. Kekekeke.” Formskitter said he kidnapped her. “I will press auraku.” After that, his aura seemed to disappear. In fact, its existence is also lost. If Harsa wasn't sure she was there, she wouldn't be able to see her figure.
It is only fitting that I did not feel the existence of formskitters at all while resting. Think Harsa.
Formskitter-formskitter is like communicating one salama to another. They exchanged lyrics, though no words were spoken. Meanwhile, their auras formed small ripples of physis. It took a long time for Harsa to realize that they were communicating by sending each other certain morse codes in the form of physi.
After a few minutes they argued. The formskitter kidnapper looked defeated for some time, but his hideous smile returned as quick as lightning. The masked and black-robed formskitter, took the formskitter in the shape of a black cat with a rough. No, he took the formskitter core from the cat's body. The formskitter took Harsa's left arm and began to insert her physis into Harsa's body.
“Stopp!!” His screams were uncomfortable. Even more terrifying, the formskitter physis began to fight with his own physis to take over his body. Harsa opened his Kai wide, and sent out as many physis as he could to fight against the formskitter. In the middle of that fight, he could feel another formskitter physi. The first formskitter physis begins to change, or changes both its physis and the second formskitter to another one that Harsa cannot control. During the magic process, Harsa's panic had already reached its peak.
“Stop!! Just stop!! What are you doing with my body?!”
On his arm began to appear black veins and he began to fight to maintain his own consciousness. It felt like there was one foreign mind speaking in a persuading tone, trying to take over his mind.
“Stop! Please, stop!!” He shouted in despair.