The following few days, I stayed in bed all day. Chopper stayed with me in our room and upon my inquiries, told me what had happened after I passed out.
"Nothing much. I carried you and that old fart home when things cooled down", even though he knew I was asking about Wolfe, he seemed to avoid his mention purposefully.
"Do you think you did the right thing?"
"I...I think I did. I mean, there wasn't anything else to be done, was there? Because you know...well, how should I put this?...its that he-"
"Seraph, did you notice that man had a single arrow on him?"
"...eh?"
"You didn't see a quiver on him, did you? You know why that is?"
"Why?"
"Because that's all they need. One arrow. They were called the Beast faction of the Ildian mercs during the war. I don't blame you if you haven't heard of them though. It was over ten years ago after all. They were the King's royal guard. When things felt most dire for Ildia, they were the ones hired to protect the monarch. They possess hyper sensitive magical elements. And because of their heightened animal senses, they were the lords of the forest. The King needed someone unbeatable like them to protect himself. He took 12 of their leaders and granted them knighthood. But there was a mutiny, the king fell and they were evicted. Of course, they didn't leave the forest. The new monarch, the late King's brother, found 12 knights in similar fashion to his predecessor. He was killed and the Beasts were hunted. They've been fighting since then. They've never lost a fight nor a companion...well, except one", he mumbled the last words and I was only barely able to make them out. But he paused for the passing thought and then looked me straight in the eye.
"As for you, Seraph, you took on an enemy without any knowledge whatsoever. I call that utterly foolish. Perhaps you should learn to use a weapon."
I think talking about the Beasts made him somehow...exhausted. He soon left the room. I wanted to ask him about that strange looking blade he was holding and about Emir and his cart. But for now, it seemed that was enough.
Chopper didn't come back to sleep that night. I woke up at an oddly dark hour to notice his bed was still undisturbed. I had missed dinner because I fell asleep early but I didn't feel hungry so I went back to sleep.
Eso would bring my food and Chopper was nice enough to join me so as not to make me feel lonely (that's what I like to imagine anyway). Next morning, after breakfast, I tried to get up and get some exercise. I had been wishing the pain would fade away even if the wounds were still fragile. Soon enough, it really was gone. Chopper didn't like the idea of me walking around, partially because he didn't want to help me every time I stumbled and also because he'd rather, I don't open up my wounds so we can leave soon. He said I should leave all the work to him (what work?).
I was glad he managed to retrieve grandfather's short sword I had with me. I noticed it replaced where it was supposed to be. I worked on my recovery most of the day and then went to bed soon after dinner.
One thing I noticed was that Eso wasn't a clumsy childish girl around Chopper anymore. He didn't seemed particularly annoyed anymore either. I wanted to think that was a good thing but Chopper never slept in his own bed anymore. I didn't like the idea but I never mentioned it anyway.
It took a week for me to get in a state where I could walk and move without trouble. I think I could run a little if I wanted to. One night, Chopper came around.
"Seraph, we are heading down to the valley tomorrow", it was a declaration and so I shook my head in agreement.
From the valley he meant the barracks or perhaps even further down towards the border. I was thinking that things might heat up. I am realistic enough to know when I am incapable of doing anything. I wasn't good enough to fight worth anything really. I don't know what Chopper had been thinking but if he wanted me to come along, I couldn't say no anyway.
"Chopper-san", I stopped him before he could leave, "About you and Eso-"
"What about it?"
"Well...it's not right. Don't you think?", I'm not sure why I actually brought it up.
"What, Seraph? You got a little crush here? I can't help it if you can't woo a woman, can I? Besides she's a consenting adult, what's not right?"
"Chopper-san! You know it's not right, don't you?"
"Seraph", he was annoyed, "Does it matter?"
I realized that Chopper had some other motives where Eso was concerned. Actually now that I think about it, he seemed to have a motive behind everything. He never once did anything irrational or useless. I don't know how any one can be that steadfast but he managed it gracefully and perhaps even without breaking a sweat. I admire him a lot because of that. Perhaps because I get distracted so easily and don't always know what I should do.
The days of calm were over for me once more. Next day, we went down the valley. Chopper insisted we do so as quickly as possible. We woke up quite early and prepared to leave.
If for nothing else, I'm grateful I talked to grandfather over breakfast.
I remember looking up the mountain as we traversed down the valley. I had an ominous feeling about something that I couldn't exactly explain. Chopper was way ahead of me, he didn't consider my condition to be worth worrying about. I was trying to be careful but the lack of pain which I had been thinking a blessing earlier, now only served as a numbing feeling and that was not very reassuring.It took us two hours to get down and then we waited to see the Colonel. It took surprisingly long before we got to do that. And somehow Chopper, as if foreseeing this predicament, had gone to sleep. He was woken up by the knock on the door. Col. Erele would now see us.Erele's room was vacant unlike the first time we walked in here but the amount of mugs on the table told that some people had been attending there.Soon as we walked in and the wooden door behind us clicked it's closing sound, I could see a flying Erele thrown across the room amidst a tiny storm of papers from his table. He had not
We saw Halen burn. The closer we got to it, the clearer the screams and sounds of collapsing got and the more they intensified, the more the hope of salvation faded away. The barracks was mostly vacant too, people who had been too afraid to go back to Halen, had finally taken the plunge to make final attempts for saving their hometown.Once again, I lagged behind Chopper, watching his strong back. Somehow his sense of justice and morality came off to me as very raw and coarse. I don't think I could perfectly agree with many of his decisions."Chopper-san", once we stood outside Halen, watching it burn, I asked, "was this the only way?""No", he looked unfazed, "but this was the fastest.""Then what you said back there...do you really not care at all?""Yeah. Selfishness isn't a sin but it is worth fighting against. There's a chance that none of this needed to happen but the collateral damage is too much to ignore. Sometimes avoiding trouble isn't an answer.""What about Eso and grandf
Chopper led the way, opening the door and entering, barely cautious. I followed him keeping my guard up at all times.There was barely anything intact inside the building. Upon entering, I noticed that the roof had caved in and we were bathing in the sun that was rather mild and cold today. Inside presented to us an image of an ancient sanctuary. It was revolutionary inside compared to the outside, in that it was filled with life. With vines covering most of the rubble and grass growing in corners and between tiles, I could tell it wasn't a natural growth yet somehow it didn't feel bad.That peace was short lived though. Soon, we found ourselves standing in front of a tall, dark haired, noble looking man. Despite his impressive gracefulness, he still appeared conniving to some degree and even in all the charm he possessed, something about his disposition was utterly disgusting. I couldn't quite tell you what it was. Perhaps the fact that he stood on an elevated place, among the rubble
I was in a daze for what seemed like a billion centuries after that. I thought my soul had been sucked away and I was making my way into the demon's belly but then I noticed I could see Chopper crashed on the ground. He had managed to push me away and prevented my soul from being devoured. Chopper was on the ground and bleeding heavily but he was still conscious, I believe, at least way more than I was.I think I tried to call out to Chopper at the best of my ability but it probably only came out as a mumble because he didn't even look my way. I noticed at some point that Azag was talking with him about something. I tried to focus my vision, sharpen my hearing, gain control of my senses, all the while looking at Chopper. If only he wasn't hurt this bad...if I had done something...no if only...if only I was stronger. I wished Chopper wasn't hurt this bad.And then I closed my eyes because I knew he wasn't gonna make it and the thought of it made me terribly sad. I felt like something u
Somehow, Chopper managed to drag me out of that place. There were ample supplies for dressing in that town. We took shelter in one of the vacant houses and treated our injuries. Chopper had lost his arm and every time I looked at it, I was in pain. He, having exhausted himself, went to sleep soon after. I foraged for some food and managed to find plenty of it. I thought it would be better if we had a nice meal before leaving and maybe even pack something for the road. It had begun to rain outside. When Chopper woke up, we had a hot meal which tasted heavenly. It is indeed true that hunger is the best spice."Are we leaving, Chopper-san?", I asked him over the meal."Yes""But what about...Azag? He's still at large. We haven't-""Lady said we have to kill Fennerick. She never spoke about Azag. So we're done.""But even so, isn't it too careless?!""I'm returning you to Lady tomorrow. Don't make me repeat myself."I truly felt like a baggage that he just wanted to get rid of.We set out
"..."He could vaguely hear some very distant noises. He had yet to gain the ability to see perfectly but he noticed a silhouette through his half delirious state of mind. He tried to sit up or take control of his senses but that was beyond help."...sen!""Corsen!", he finally distinguished someone calling that name, "Corsen! Is he awake?"The silhouette moved at the sound and approached the door as he lay in his bed, watching it. He focused his vision a bit more. The silhouette was bright red or so he imagined."Could you keep it down?", the silhouette opened the door and scolded whoever was making a ruckus of it. She said some other things which he couldn't distinguish.He struggled to lift himself up, having gained a considerable percentage of his conscious."Ah!", Corsen noticed him and moved towards him, "You're awake...Jack!"He looked at Corsen's face who was leaning down to check on him. She had the reddest hair he'd ever seen. She shone like a sun engulfing the desert on the
"Why are you sitting here? I thought you wanted to see His Majesty", Corsen hung over him before he knew it, "Though this is somewhere I expected to find you.""I didn't come along to see the King", Jack lifted his gaze from the endless garden spread before him."You're doing well so I thought it'd be nice to let the King know of your services", Corsen sat beside him on the little stone fence, "Do you miss this place?""Aren't you supposed to be in court? I thought the King summoned all his knights", Jack avoided her question."His Majesty probably just wanted to see Wolfe. He trusts him so much after all. I doubt he'd notice I sent in a proxy.""Corsen", Jack paused for a thought, "Are you happy here?"Corsen looked at him, then moved her eyes back to the endless flowerbeds."Yeah", she nodded, closing her eyes, "Now that you're here.""I don't get it", he replied, looking at his hands that felt fresh and light as they were now unbandaged, "Even if you say we were lovers, I can't rem
"Corsen", Jack called her name as they walked through the thicket with Corsen leading the way."I know", she stopped moving, putting up her guard."We need to get down", Jack slowly approached her.There were hostiles nearby. A part of them had been expecting that. Corsen and Jack had gone to the castle to deliver Wolfe's message to the Lord. The tensions rising in the country could not be ignored any longer."How many are there?", Jack whispered to her.However, before she could open her mouth, a horse jumped over the tall bushes they were hiding behind. The two looked back in shock as a white horse neighed. The master holding its reins smirked, conceitedly."What? Are you Beasts just hot air after all? Hiding like that, how pathetic!", he laughed.This young man was clad in bright steel armor and his golden hair shone brightly in the sun. Still, the look he carried in his eyes was of utter disgust."Knights of the Round Table", Corsen said as she stood up straight, facing the man."
I would like to think to myself that this isn't the end. But seeing as her story went back to where it all started, I realized that my role wasn't saving her at all. I just made sure she'd continue to exist, eternally.In eternal suffering and forgetfulness and new encounters and the last times, in every world, she'll continue to exist.As for me, I couldn't bear to live in a world knowing she was somewhere out there, helpless and torn, just as she'd been when I first found her.When did I first find her?Who can say? I had always been talking about how I wished I'd met her sooner. In fact, I had always known her. Our existences were intertwined so much that I don't think either of us could just pull away and be happy all on our own without thinking of the other.After I'd returned Lady's power to her, I floated away in an empty space for an eternity. I was foolish enough to think that the sorrow would fade away one day. But no matter how long and far I floated away, the memory and th
It was the coldest I'd felt in ages, and there was an aching heaviness in my head that I simply couldn't seem to shake off no matter how much I walked. I don't know when, how, or why I was walking through the snow towards the top of some hill I didn't even know.For that matter, I didn't remember who I was, how I'd gotten there, or where I was going.And just like that, before I knew it, I had collapsed in a den of wolves. Luckily, it looked abandoned, so I didn't get eaten off right away. I figured it'd be a long, slow death. I found the idea of such a gentle death appealing, despite the fact that I was walking mindlessly just seconds ago.I must have passed out, for when I came to, I was stiff as a rock. And yet, I wasn't that cold anymore. I lifted my head to find myself covered in a bear pelt. Someone had been so kind as to cover me up. And yet, the pelt was rather old and shoddy. Who cared as long as it could keep me warm?I stood up, looking around, getting accustomed to my surr
"I didn't imagine we'd ever come to a crossroads such as this", I let out a puff of smoke, standing opposite her."But, as a matter of fact, I always had a feeling we would", Lady answered with her signature smirk."Sure, you did", I said sarcastically.It was surprising at first. But things made sense soon enough. Lady had sent all of us away on a mission. She'd isolated herself at Valhalla. Chopper had left of his own accord. She'd sent Sight to look for him. Deli had gone to see her children. And she bid Lubbock and June farewell. She'd even given her fur coat to June. Grim was on a mission, too. And I was looking for Jean V. to deliver her letter.It was all exactly as it had been back then. When I'd return from meeting Jean V., Lady would already be beyond saving. Back then, all I knew was that the person who sent her that blank letter was the one who came to kill her. I never ventured to find out much else.It all made sense now as I stood be
"Must you leave without fulfilling my wish, Seraph?"He had some guts to ask. I looked up at the red sky. There was nothing but barren, burnt land all around us."What else could you ask for?", I looked back at him."You look so old, Seraph", he chuckled, "What exactly did you give the others?"I looked behind me without answering his question. There was no one and nothing."What? It's a long story", I answered without looking at him."We've got time to kill", he grinned."I don't", I said, but went on to answer him anyway, "I gave everyone what they wanted.""Really?"I glared at him, "Yes, really, Grim. I took a fee, of course."He laughed."And what will you take from me?", he asked, grinning.I looked around and then rested my eyes on him."There's really nothing."He seemed to agree."So how'd you manage?""Well, Grim, you could almost call it travelling back through time. Though, it really isn't that. I split the worlds to create new ones. Time doesn't exist for me anymore. Ever
"I will take death in any way and form it comes to me, anywhere and anytime."That had to be the most brazen statement I'd heard. It took me a bit to take that statement in."You really have no special requests? If I can, I'd like to make it up to you", I sat down and stared at his bloodied face.He shook his head."Make up for what?", he asked.He didn't know me yet to call me "boy" but I suppose that's the way it had to be.I had become better at rewriting the reality. I could write quite far back in certain cases. For example, in Sight's case, I made it so he never met Lady and Chopper on the night he killed the prima donna, Czarna Dalia.Before meeting them he didn't know anything about what he'd been doing. He didn't know what an outcast was, even though he himself was an outcast. Ignorance is indeed the greatest of all blisses. And I thought for Sight, it had to be the biggest saving.Lady was right. People who see things differently are the most dangerous of all. Especially tho
"This isn't what I asked for, Seraph", she complained, fixing her glasses on her tiny nose."I don't get what the hell it is that you want exactly, June", I was beginning to get tired."You don't understand at all", she folded her arms."You're damn right, I don't. What kind of crazy a-""One thing.", she looked at me sternly, "One thing I'm asking for is a place to be happy. Not a mother, not a wife, not a hero, not any of the other things you're trying to come up with.""What'll make you happy, exactly?", I folded my arms and leaned against the wall of Valhalla.Everyone else was off to fend the red sky off. June had been left behind in a protective barrier.She fell silent."How about Lady? Isn't she your favorite?""I could care less about her", she answered, bluntly, "I hate her.""Huh?", I wasn't sure I'd her heard her right."She does everything on a whim. She claims to understand everything when rea
"They are waiting for you, Monsieur Lubbock", a dark woman poked her head into the dressing room, "It's almost time for the show."The bajillion young ladies that were powdering his nose scattered away.His face was pink with heat and he wore a long fancy coat. It almost looked odd on his somewhat small figure."I'll be right there", he answered, gussying up in the mirror."Aww, you're leaving already, Monsieur?", some of the girls came up to him.He chuckled modestly."What can I say? The life of the greatest singer in the world isn't so relaxing, my dears.""You might be the greatest singer, but Monsieur is also the life of all women's hearts", one of the cheekier ones commented.Lubbock laughed. He didn't try to hide how much he loved being pampered like this."I'm sorry, girls. My audience awaits!"Saying so, he shot out of the room and hurried towards the stage. Backstage was always heated just before his shows. He was the one star that every theater wanted to have. But he was a
"Do you blame me for mother's death, father?", she asked, placing the empty cup of tea on the little side table.Her father wasn't facing her. He was still locked up in his study, reclining on his chair and looking out of the window at some distance lands.She sat straight, with her back erect. The weight of her gown was enough to tire her but she was made up, as befitting of a noble. She had to look all the more perfect since she was visiting her home for the first time since her marriage."Blame you?", the lord of the house spoke in his grave voice after a while, "I simply don't think you were worth her death. Esme was a wise woman. A level headed, understanding, noble woman."Faye looked at her lap."You refuse to carry out the will of the house of Vlad. You'll go as far as to commit a heinous crime to that end. I'm disappointed beyond measure."Faye pursed her lips. No one but she herself had been hurt the most by what she'd done."Vlad was born to you twice. And yet, you ungratef
"Tell you what, Seraph, this one time, I met a girl and she had these enormous scars all over her arms and legs. I couldn't help noticing her, of course. When she told me she did it herself, I couldn't help it. I killed her then and there", he chuckled to himself, "I didn't want to do it, of course. Something just came over me. It wasn't that she told me she did it herself. It was how she said it. She was smiling.""I'm sure she wasn't smiling because she was happy", I answered, with a solemn look on my face."I'm sure of that too. I was sure of it back then too. That's probably why I killed her. But do you know how many people I've saved?"He looked at my face. I stayed silent."I've saved more people than I've killed. I've been counting since the beginning. I know, for sure, that my atonement is over. At least, it ought to be. But does it look like I'm still repenting?", he asked, smiling vaguely, knowing my answer."You do.""That's because I am. No matter how many I save...the ato