Chapter 23: Luisana
The man showed up and somehow managed to beat the examiner, to be more proper, the guy purified her swiftly. I observed the whole incident happening whilst being strangled. It was a close call because I had managed to break out from his hand. Even though I still felt the coolness of the steel from his armor, it was my time to start fighting back at him; the guy who claimed himself that he’s the one from hell had beaten the examiner, it was easier to handle the situation from that point on.
And what needed to be done was to win the medieval knight, to prove that something of myself is pride. In other terms, I want to stay vigilant to who I am, the pride that I have conceded in order to keep my head high. The knight groaned and gave a sigh of the incident that just happened in between the fight. The knight…also had the same query: Would he gain the distribution that had been confirmed earlier?
“Ah, I see what you guys meant there. Don’t worry, mind your business, Kinter. If you need help then I'll help you.”
He let out that wry smile with a bit of trustworthiness in it, the dude seemed to be friend with me earlier or he was having another intention. Due to my loss of memories, the one thing I need to do was to gain back my fragments of memories, the important ones not unnecessities.
I was wondering if this guy had a crucial role in this conference, rather than being succumbed into the nothingness. If this guy is one of my friends then his authority might pull and achieve something further in the match of defeating Jastine.
Setting that aside, the match of pride and ego began in accordance to both of our favors.
“That’s the spirit. I now see what you guys are upon now.”
The dude was acting like he was our substituting examiner. Only myself took note of what I think except the figure with his reading mind stuff. The medieval knight paused, he loosened himself down and asked.
“Why do you interrupt our fight? This is our live or die match, who are you actually?”
“No need to ask further than that, the conditions in this room haven't changed its effect a bit. The prize you’ll gain after still remains there. I’m just a living witness to witness both of you to who has a better domination on the other.”
“Don’t you dare to get in, I have been waiting for this moment, the moment where I shall relive again in this world.”
If the medieval was let out again, surely, a higher chance of murder cases would increase significantly as his description earlier reinforced the possibility of the statement itself.
“I’ll be free if I kill you. Then I shall proceed to…”
“Proceed to what?”
“That's an open end, you could imagine it yourself. Who knows? Haha.”
The dude looked at the medieval knight comprehensively. He closed his eyelids and sighed simultaneously, an expression of gaining new information from the joking medieval knight.
“I see. Don’t you dare losing to this fuckup murderer, Kinter.”
“...”
I let out a silence to replenish his question. Once again, I had been input on a hope by someone else. The vice versa effect activated like instead of being brave and energetic of being hoping on, I was rather getting bash commitments and comments to fuel up myself with fire.
“I don’t like getting hope on.”
The dude’s facial expression turned to be astonished, it was like he had heard something bizarre from me. The guy took back to his normal expression like earlier, he closed his mouth and shimmered his lips up. He looked at me and said.
“Due to memory loss, I’ve quite understand your nature, Kinter. But I don't think it's going to be helpful later on with this type of procession. To be familiar with next objections, you’ll do something like…Umm i don’t know, you’ll probably need to create a precursor for yourself to follow, it’s like a thing where you would look back on and reflect on yourself.”
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An advice for me as he was emphasizing the friendship between I and him. Actually, what did I help him earlier on? I could ask him after this but I wonder if I could survive.
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The girl was resting assured beside the guy whom sit very nonchalantly. She was sleeping while kneeling down, a posture by just looking at it could feel torment and uncomfortable.
“It’s strange of you to sleep like this.”
The girl’s outfit, which is hanbok, was larger than her figure spread throughout her legs, blooming out. Only her middle, torso, could be seen with a more appropriate fit to the size. The rest assured face of her was adorable, her black hair had been tied up in a half-up topknot style. The girl was slumbering because of the exhaustion from breaking free from the control of her master.
The guy wondered where the master of this place was, if one of his companions or any whatever mutual relationship between him or she and her had come to this. That should be time when the master should show up himself, but silence was what filled at that time.
“Uh, uh…”
The girl woke up, she mumbled out a small “uh”. The dude sitting next to her was impaling his eyes on the exchanging attacks between his so-called friend, Kinter and the medieval knight who revealed his murderer intent. Noticing the girl’s wakening, the guy looked right to him.
The furrowed eyebrows of the girl immediately were catched to the guy’s eyes. An impression of deep black color iris was interfaced on the guy’s mind, he didn't blush out of it. He was acknowledging this type of things often come up to him, he had no interests either in any of this loving stuff. In hell, he was always looking at everyone’s eyes to look into the depth of that person, it took very difficult resilience to acquire that level. The eyes mostly tell how that person was instituting. Taking notice of that, he started to form the habit of sensing someone looking at him has been forged to diamond, as he almost tell if someone was looking at him at a near impeccable accuracy.
The girl shrugged her shoulders as if to test her body for some considerations.
“It’s light, it’s light! Why is it so light? I’ve never experienced this type of freedom before, this is how light it is to break free from the ‘curse’?”
The dude was thinking something further by the girl’s eyes looking at him. After getting rejected to keep on, the dude immediately erased the thoughts inside his head about the girl next to him. And to feel like asking something to crush the embarrassing atmosphere, the dude asked.
“The curse? How are you feeling right now?”
The girl noticed and got startled by the sudden voice. To be genuine, the guy thought she was weird for a second because they had just exchanged gazes.
“Um…I’m really ok. I feel so light right now, I now have control over my body and everything. That curse had disappeared, and I’m feeling so normal. Did you break free of my curse?”
“To be honest, I’m the one who purified you.”
“Is that so? Thank you very much!”
After thanking the guy, the girl unexpectedly hop on to the dude. Her whole body with her dress fluttered along with the direction of the gust wind flowing, the guy got hugged and clinged in front. The girl’s squishy cheeks again and again rubbed at his trunk, pouting at she paused in the middle making a face of ‘:3’.
“What the…? Why all of a sudden?”
“Thank you so much, thank you so much. This is how I would thank those who finally broke me free.”
“You shouldn’t be doing so easily to any guy, you know?”
“Any guy? I doubt that anybody could have rescued me from this. It happened to be you first so…first come, first serves.”
“Geez, so edgy.”
The girl continued to do her thing. However, the dude understood her misery that she had endured long until this day, so he let her be clingy to him. The guy shifted back to his contemplation about the origin of what will happen after one contestant wins, this place, her name and most importantly, the founder of this place.
“Can I ask you some questions?”
“Sure, go ahead my savior.”
“Ok but just call me by my name.”
“What’s your name?”
“My name is Ganz.”
“Ganz? A name has no meaning, hell is surely non logic.”
The dude whose name is Ganz got insulted by the girl but he simply didn’t care about that much because his place is what that is.
“So then, what’s your name?”
“My name is…”
As she was about to introduce her name, the girl notched both of her hands and put them on her chest, then she raised both of her hands with stretched arms, the girl was being fuzzy.
“My name is…”
Breathed in and out
“Luisana!”
“Ok.”
As the guy let out a brief small comment on her fuzzy introduction, he was actually having nothing to say. The girl saw that but didn’t bother and kept laying on his torso.
“If one of them wins, do they still have the other’s abilities?”
Keep laying on him, the girl said.
“Yeah, the conditions and the prizes haven’t broken.”
“Now that’s one, what’s the origin of this place? Why are you the examiner?”
Before the purification, asking this type of question may activate her violent side. After purification and broke free from the curse, the girl happily explained to him.
“I don’t know either. I just remembered the time when I was sleeping in the hospital. Someone appeared in front of me and offered me to this place. He said that I can rest assured here and stay in this state of the moment.”
“You’re not from this world?”
“No.”
“Then what you’re saying…”
As he was realizing something, the girl answered to his state of self-confering.
“It’s more like a redemption from whoever got here. It’s the next present, which is the future of yourself, would be sent here for redemption.”
For the final question,
“What about your master?”
“There’s no master, master is the domain itself. If you got here after qualifications but don’t have anyone else to connect or you don't leave, you’ll be influenced by the examiner mindset, which was the curse you broke me free from earlier.”
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