Chapter 22: Mature Fanna
"What do you mean?"
Asks Fanna with concern. If the girl that could cure her mother would die, then there would be no hope of stopping the disease and she didn't want to kill her mother. However, once her father found out... Would be a different story.
"Crocus Phereon, the former prince... Hehe... His sister Jessica loved him so much. She conspired in a scheme that made her brother fall in love with someone... That someone would crack his kind heart... With no hope, he said... I mean Jessica pretended to be you to console his heart...
"She would manipulate him with her curse control magic to murder any alive human in his vicinity. Crocus also said that Jessica, who is acting as you, would also order him to step down to the throne and give it to his other elder brother."
Explained by the mature woman with an obvious sound of mourning. Fanna listens carefully because she is a little stunned by it.
"I know Crocus, but I knew he knew my number, although we are not that close now, unlike when we were kids. Our relationship is like that... So why would he believe that someone else is me?"
She said He had her number because both of them are childhood friends. That is also the reason they became engaged with each other, despite not having romantic feelings for either side.
"When someone is looking for or needing the light in their darkest times, they will follow a firefly despite its size."
Said the mature woman emotionally.
"I was late. He is going to turn into a genocidal maniac. I don't want that to happen. I don't want to see him tortured by his past... I don't want him to turn into something that will never feel love. I need to save him. I don't want him to die without knowing or teaching him what love is..."
Fanna can feel the emotion of the mature woman. She can feel like the way she felt towards her mother was the same as the woman felt towards her fiance.
"I wish... I am not late. Crocus will survive the explosion, but he will become what is in his destiny. I want to change his future... Change everything for him... Protect him... Even if this is not my time, to make up for all the wrongdoings I did in the past for him... I wish that I-"
The mature woman couldn't stop her mumbling emotionally. However, the next sentence from Fanna made her quiet.
"He called earlier... He said not to bomb Cavite town and he will study the zombies."
The mature woman's voice went silent.
After a few seconds.
"Are- Are- yo- you sure?"
She asked with little doubt.
"Yes, but the way he speaks is a little... J don't know... Like he is rushing to do something... He said that he will study the zombies."
Fanna said without lying that the life of her mother is on the line right now. However, something's not right. The way the voice speaks and talks is like hers. So Fanna shook her head and thought that it was impossible to have feelings for her fiance.
"He did? That's the butterfly effect?"
Said the mature woman with a tone of relief.
"What do you mean by the butterfly effect? Who are you and what is the relationship between my mother, the anomaly little girl, and my fiance Crocus?"
It was silent again...
"You-"
Fanna was about to say something again, but the voice of the mature lady cut her off.
"I am Fann- Sigh... I should've faked you. I am your spirit, but other spirits don't have it all. I am dying and without your spirit, I will perish in this past that did not go the way, like my destiny. I am glad... You won't experience it.
"I am someone in your future. I have been in love with a person named Crocus Phereon. I know that the Crocus Phereon in this world is not the Crocus Phereon I know, but at least... I want to see the future of the Crocus Phereon here."
With this tone, Fanna realized something.
'The way she talks is like me. Could it be?'
"Me and you are the same people?"
The mature woman's voice suddenly froze.
"..."
With this silence, Fanna is sure.
"I see, you are me and you just want to protect your lover's future, so you're here. However, I am not you because you said a lot of things had changed. Still, I need you to guide me in this survival game... How about this? You guide me and my family while I protect your lover?"
This time, Fanna is planning to think of something.
"Are you using a psychological method against me? If I answer no, you will know the true answer by my tone and you will do the same if I say yes... Sigh... I won't beat around the bush... I am you in the future, but I'm sure that your future won't be like mine."
Replied the older Fanna.
"You have my habit. What do you think I will think after that? Pretend that I didn't know?"
Feeling of victory, Fanna couldn't help but be proud of herself.
"You are right. By the way, I need to tell you about the All system, and what it says about what is happening now. I can only remember if you give me a situation or a hint. I was not that powerful and old when I died, so memories are fading sometimes."
Said the mature Fanna. Young Fanna nodded and thought of something that is happening now.
"The apocalypse started and those humans just turned into zombies and animals were mutating outside. After that, nothing is happening. My mother, the little anomaly, and Crocus. What's the deal with them? How do I cure my mother using them?"
All of a sudden, the mature Fanna made a little mistake.
"Ow... my spirit is weakening. Your mana is reducing... wait... don't tell me... You need to call Crocus now!"
The young Fanna became furious...
"Arrgh!! Why are you like this!? You are not telling me!!"
Mature Fanna cough.
"Eh... Well... You are like this. Just do what I tell you to do and you will know later-"
With annoyance, the young Fanna opened her phone and searched for Crocus's number.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"He is not answering."
Young Fanna tried to do it again.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"Busy? I think... By the way... Where is Soul Fanna? In my mind?"
"I'm in your spirit... Not in your head."
"Oh... I see."
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"It's taking too long. Is he a scientist? He said that he will study the zombies there. Do you know?"
"I know, but I won't tell you."
"How did-"
"I know how our father's mind works."
-- Gift
received