The sky was not looking like a sky today infact more like a canvas or a picture taken from heavens itself. Painted with colors of fiery orange and red sunset which was gradually turning to soft pink and purples.
The clouds which were appearing to be dark silhouettes against the bright light, with gold beams radiating through them. The sun dipping below the horizon, its slanting rays cast long shadows across the forest floor, giving landscape a warm, orange glow with the tress and bushes with a warm, golden tinge.
The light which was fading away, a deep green canopy becomes a shadowy expanse and a glimpse of stars appear through gaps of leaves.
Ender and Zack who were sitting beside the campfire and eating chicken wings, along with spices and yogurt with beer. Talking about their everyday lives.
Misha who was sitting in her chair with a tea in her hands as Leon who was sitting Infront of her, telling her the incidents which had happened before her madness.
"So you are telling me I was corrupted.. Then possessed by the entity."
Misha lips twitches as she spoke in darker tone.
"Yeah, but that doesn't matter because the matter has been resolved."
Leon continues speaking without a pause.
"The damage you had done doesn't even did a scratch in our universe. And it'll recover by itself.. But.."
His tone lower.
"The incident will caused an abnormality for you."
"What you mean? Abnomality."
Her face puzzled.
"I don't know. Somethings shouldn't be known."
As Leon yawns, his tired and fluffy eyes were speaking louder than words as Misha noticed it.
"Do astrans sleep?"
She said in her usual tone.
"No, we don't really need sleep.. But we can do."
"But your eyes are saying other story."
As she gradually moved her hand towards his face.
~ Well this is how my trame tells me to do then...
As Misha gave a warm smile.
"I have a wife!"
His face panicked as he back off immediately from her. Misha face blanked, she expected him to back off but not the words he just said. Even Ender who was drunk, looked towards Leon with pure astonishment. As Zack was laying down drunken.
"Damn girl. You don't have manners how to deal with married man."
He adjusted himself and his hairs.
"Y– You don't even look like you're married."
Misha said with a pause.
"Of course. This body is new, only 1000 years old. Before that, we lived through countless bodies. Sadly we had to change bodies through years because to maintain our human forms."
"Wait what!?"
Ender flabbergasted. As he despite his drunk state cames towards him, grabbing his coat. Where as Misha looked at the ground, maybe lost in her thoughts.
"H– How... Old are.. You really?"
As he falls to the ground. With that Leon sigh and scratches his hair.
"I don't know. I never count my age, maybe millions.. At least."
"Millions!?"
Misha shouted.
"Well, you guys don't know but this is just teenage for us... So yeah in human years I'm only 23."
He does a causal shrugged. Where as Misha was leaned to her chair, thinking about what had just been presented to her.
"Well if you're that old. Our group which we haven't meet yet along with Mr Sherlock must be pretty same as your age."
Misha sigh as she tilt her face down.
"Yup, you can say that."
Leon smile.
***
Ruis was medicating on a rock as water was gently flowing around him in circle. Weirdly it turned to ice as Ruis open his eyes, crystal light blue eyes. It shattered to fragments very next moment.
"I still need more balance. Even though I had many advantages because of my trame. It's still not enough for me to properly used it."
He looked at his side where Sara was crystallized but there were branches and roots of of trees holding her crystal in a another island with mountains nearby it where the roots were coming from continuously covering the crystal but the crystal's intense heat was burning the roots which were falling down to the rocks gradually. He turned around subconsciously.
~ If anything goes wrong like in Misha's case then I have to be ready for it.
– What do you think. Can she do it?
His inner voice mutters to him.
~ I don't know but we have to be prepared for any consequences.
With that he heard other voice from his head.
~ Hey Ruis. It's me Ender. Some news to tell you.
~ Go on.
~ Misha has awaken with her powers. And she's behaving pretty normal too.
~ What?
~ Yeah and here's another thing. Our Leon is literally millions of years old.. But he said he's only 23 in human years.
~ I knew that. He had already tell me.
~ When?
~ Remember when I and Leon had gone to take a look at our universe and other layers. He had told me along with that he is also married.
~ Wow. Well see yah and is Sara awaken yet?
~ Not yet..
~ Bye then.
It was surprised for Ruis that she awaken. Not just that but along with her powers. He do excepted her to awaken but as a human. Not an astran. As he glared again at Sara. With a hope in his eyes.
~ If everyone can do it then why can you?.
He smiles barely on his left cheek unoticeable as he started walking to the other side.
***
It was a room full of mirrors. Sara was standing in the middle of a room full of mirrors. Seeing her reflection simultaneously at every side, up and down.
"Wait, is this my world?"
Sara murmurs to herself.
She goes to her reflection at the front. Her eyes fixed at her reflection in the mirror. She does some movements like moving and touching her fingers to face. Turning her face beside and quickly turned it back again. Even using side eye to saw the mirrors doing same at her back.
After a while she gave up and sat in the front. Her face puzzled while the mirrors were showing the same.
~ Is it that hard?. Maybe I have to get out from this room. Or something else...
She takes a good look at the corners of the room but nothing had came in her hands.
In frustration she broke a mirror beside her.
Soon blood started to flow from her hand along with some shards of mirror stucked in it.
Nevertheless despite the pain she kneel down and started to take out the shards from her hand. Till there was none left.
~ If this is not real. Then why?. Why does it feel like it's real.
She tears her cloth before using it as bandage in her wounded hand. She lifted her head subconsciously to the mirror infront of her. Only for eyes to be widen as she backed off in awe, her jaw slightly open. Her eyes were speaking fear better than her face.
"Hey there. Sara rain."
Her reflection spoke with a smirked. An unreadable smirked.
As she steps out from the mirror. With that Sara panicked crawl off still looking at her reflection. Her heartbeat way faster than ever.
"Why? Why are you scared of me?. Why not the day when you did the sin?."
As shadowy hands emerged from the mirrors shattering them as they dragged Sara to the abyss. Her screams disappearing to the void of unknown.
Moments later...
Sara feel herself like she was drowning in water. As she opened her eyes to saw nothing but void. Just a void.She instinctively tried to move her hands to escape but strangely she realized she can breathe here.
Suddenly a light emerged from darkness and a projected screen formed Infront of her.
In the screen there was a scene of a drunk man beating up a woman brutally as a little girl who was none other than young Sara, hiding in another room and was peeking to her mother getting beaten brutality.
She had a scars on her face along in her arm and her body looks like her family were having a hard time in poverty.
The man goes and takes out a knife from the kitchen as he tried to attack the mother. Seeing this she came out to save her mother in a desperate attempt. Luckily the mother fight off and the knife dropped infront of Sara toes whom she picked it up.
"You!"
The man slammed her mother down to floor as he shouted at her as he charges at her still in his drunk state.
"No!, not our daughter. Not your child!."
The floor which was wet slipped the man. Landing on Sara, the knife which she holded as a self defense was now penetrate to the chest of the man.
Soon blood followed in her hands as the man cough in blood. After he fell down beside her, the knife still in his chest.
Sara kneel down. Her mind couldn't comprend this information she had just witnessed. As she leaned to wall.
The mother runs at her. Patting her with a warm smile.
"It's not your fault. It's not your work. It's mine. I'm the killer. Not you. You're just a sweet child... My daughter."
She embrace her.