Chapter 3: [ THREE ] ALONE, STILL NOT WANTED
My conscionus fadded soon after i hited the tree.
I was now outside my body, like a ghost wandering the florest.
It didn't take long before I realized that i was not alone.
"Is this realy all right?" I heard beside my body, it was Hyro "HE sounded like a kid..."
"A very rude kid" Marko added, i tried to get their attencion somehow.
It was like I wasn't with them.
I stopped. They looked exatly as I had imagine them.
Marko with brown short hair, carring a metal pot in his back.
Hyro had blonde hair, behind his neck i saw the 42 neddles that he used.
All of them were tuck inside there, connected to his brain, a mystery that I realy enjoyed crafting.
They were the explanation to why he forgot everything every morning.
For last, but not lest, Yulia stood in front of my body.
Long black hair, with only one arm and wearing scars like they they were tresures in her body.
"Peaple react differently in high stress situassions" Hyro said to Marko "Look, he didn't even react properly to this absurd cenario, he appeared to just accepted all of... all of THIS!"
Yulia stood up, I took to steps back, I felt so little being arond them.
"AuTor, a strange puppet like monster..." she said to herself "One that says that he was once human, yet is not sure his name is realu his name"
"It is suspicious" Marko agreed "Only three of us are here, where are Ulila, Aspes, and... and the rest?"
"There are 5, with AuTor and Tenno" Yulia said nonchalant "Tenno, Tenno is sleeping, as always..."
I Looked behind me and then up the hill, there I saw Tenno.
He wasn't sleeping, just looking up to the sky with a blanck face.
Tenno had long fire red hair, just as insanely beatfull as I made him up to be.
"Marko, and don't call Mariah 'the rest' this is realy bad..." Yulia said walking into the rest of her crew.
They all looked light headed, Yulia tried to stay up, but she slowly faded to nothing.
There, in front of my body, I was alone.
"What did just happened?" I thoght to miself "Why am felling so bad?"
It wasn't like I was fadding like them, but I wished that I did.
I hated being alone, but now, being with the people I admire so much felt so painfull.
"Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?"
I looked to my hands, they were still like the hands of an puppet.
A drop of water fell in my hand... and another.
I was crying, but i didnt know why. They didn't say nothing that would hurt me.
Yet I am in pain.
"What if they just hated me?" Passed in my head like a bullet.
"What if they just didn't say it outloud?" Again.
The florest vanished, it was all black. I wanted somebody to help me, yet, I wanted to be alone.
I screamed to the abyss, just to realized it ment nothing.
At that moment I felt heavy, I was tired. I was just tired, that must be it.
In the abyss, I laid down my body and tried to sleep. Tried to stop thinking and just sleep.
[FORCED AWAKENING IN PROGRESS]
My eyes oppened, still couldn't move, felt my tears going down my face.
"Is it... is it crying?" a female voice came from strange light "Did it work?"
I tried to talk, nothing came out.
[NOT ENOUGH ENERGY TO USE BASIC BODILLY FUNCTIONS]
"Ciana? What was all this noise about?!" It was a old man's voice.
The girl exited the fierce light. She looked young, fifteen at most.
She looked worried about me, tears just continued to flow out.
I wanted it to stop, but nothing in my body appeared to work. From outside the room, heavy foot steps were heard.
In the strong light, now defined as a Door, a old muscular man entered the room.
Ciana, the girl, tried to cover me up with some rags.
"Ciana, what did you do with MY things?" the old man said, his foot steps getting closer.
"Nothing granpa, just... just..." She couldn't find any excuse.
The rags in front of me were trow by the old man, he looked curios about me. Yet worried.
He pushed his granddaughter behind him and holded a hammer like a sword aimed at me.
"What exatly did you do, be honest, i want to fix this mess as quikly as possible"
"I, I connected one of the used mana stones at the golem!" she screamed.
"Ciana, that thing, never even for an instant think of that as a innocent golem" The old man said sweating like in an high stakes situassion "Remenber the book I gave you?"
She noded.
"So, don't you remenber the basic domonic soldier of high tiers dungeons?" he said slowly pushing his granddaughter away.
She stopped and immediatly realized what it was.
"An demonic puppet!" She said again,
The old man nodded, now, with his granddaughter out of the way. He prepared to strike me.
"AAhhh!" he screamed while preparing to hit me with his hammer.
But. Ciana for some reason stood in front of him.
"Can't you see? That thing is dangerous, is better to just dispose of it while it didn't atack anybody!"
"But granpa, can't you see it?" She said with hers eyes closed in fear "The puppet is crying! its sad!"
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