Re:START/If {Book 1.0}
Chapter 71: Regalia III (Part 01)
A Red Antelope furthest into the abyss, braking alone without being able to climb back up.
The voice seemed to vanish into the darkness, enduring the pain of the wounded foot in that cold place.
However ….
He is not really alone, the dark and deep abyss has always had its own inhabitants.
Fungi and insects, worms and slithering animals. They had their own attitudes and personalities, accompanying them in a deep dark abyss.
Slowly, little by little with certainty his legs healed. But before the Red gazelle fully recovered, he who craved his original world soon climbed back up.
The fungus warns, the worm warns, and the animals slither away to prevent it.
Even so, the Red Kijang still forced to go up. Blinded by his longing for the upper world.
In the end, he fell back to a deeper place. With more severe, more painful injuries, and even sunlight could no longer touch its fur.
The gazelle curled up, its red and beautiful fur slowly blackened.
Seasons alternate, but within the abyss absolutely nothing changes. Whether he or all who accompanied him in that place, everything did not change even though the time had long passed.
I don't know since when, the Red Kijang became a deer from the underworld. The color of the fur became pitch-black, the horns grew irregularly long, and the once beautiful green eyeballs turned dark blue.
It was as if a figure who had long wandered in the darkness, kept staring from below and seemed to be waiting to drag someone from the upper world.
“Yes, red antelope is very poor. However, take it easy .. I do not leave you alone. I'll be here soon …. You are not a pathetic Red Deer. You are a worthy figure to stand on the throne of this world.”
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“ …. The odo? Mr Odo? Mr. .. Odo?”
The young man in black hair who was sitting on the floor slightly jolted and came out from the daydream. Looking to the right, he looked at the Princess who was staring slightly annoyed at being ignored for a few minutes.
Turning his eyes away and looking around, Odo soon realized that he was in Luke Scientia's library. Vaguely in his head, he still remembered leaving the hall after the event was almost finished.
“This ... what time is it? Am I asleep?” Odo slightly frowned, his face a little pale and looked afraid of something.
“Sun lord has been riding for a long time! Said Mr. Arca and Miss Fiola, Mr. Odo went straight to the library after the party was over. Last night it was possible that Mr. Odo left your fiancee and instead came here …. Arteria is a little sad, you.”
Odo's last vivid memory is a conversation with Arca last night. But as he walked up to the library and sat on the floor like now, it was so blurry.
While trying to recall, a throbbing pain struck his head. Reaction to rejection seems to occur mentally, not because of the physical.
For a moment closing his eyes and breathing heavily, he accessed Spirit Magic to return Vil into a physical form.
Light particles began to gather, forming the body and clothes of the Great Spirit in one piece. Standing next to Odo and lightly patting his shoulder, the blue haired woman asked, “You why, Odo? Last night was suddenly silent and directly walked over here …. Called-me-me also did not respond at all ...”
Odo turned his head and just looked confused, then with the look of the eyes like a ling-ling he asked back, “Indeed ..., last night after talking to Arca ... I did anything?”
“Odo can't remember? Odo just sat here all night. You know, I can't do anything in astral form …. Just being able to see alone made this chest unable to calm down!
“Ah, true also ...” Odo's response was so thin despite being yelled at, he still looked puzzled and said, “I locked you in an astral form during the event, huh? Sorry, I forgot.”
The young man with black hair lowered his face, slowly starting to look anxious towards the thing that had nothing to do with Vil. As if he was starting to remember something, his body instantly trembled and his breathing began to pant.
“Odo ...?”
Vil held onto his shoulder tightly, Odo slowly stopped trembling. After he blinked twice, the young man's eyes returned as usual. Seemed calm, without fear.
After shaking his head a few times, the young man in black hair put on a stiff smile to the two of them. “Sorry, I'm fine,” he said in a relaxed tone.
Arteria and Vil stared at each other, astonished at what had happened to Odo. But before they asked, the young man suddenly muttered, “Tadi ... whose memory is it again? Have I ever read a fable like that?”
What was said from his mouth made the two women silent. Vil felt that something in Odo began to affect him, while Arteria began to understand a little what Dewi Asmali said about the young man who was an incarnation.
Looking at the expressions of the two of them, Odo just fell silent without explaining or even trying to hide the thing he had said. The young man who was attached to the black color slightly looked away, looking at the second floor of the library as if he was looking for something.
Odo slowly turned his head towards her, then casually replied, “What's wrong? I guess .. doesn't exist. I don't know why I feel a little light now. Well, maybe because some days I did not have time to rest.”
The expression on Odo was so ordinary, as if he had chosen to forget the thing that frightened him earlier. The young man woke up, then momentarily stretched his hands up.
Such quick behavior and mood swings seemed unnatural in the eyes of Vil and Arteria, enough to make them both stare in anxiety. Odo understood with their anxiety, but said nothing and only threw a light smile.
What Vil and Arteria felt was not without reason, instinctively maybe they both realized it. That Odo had changed a little over night.
The memories stored neatly in the young man's soul had indeed started to mix, meld and become one with his present memories.
Restrictions ⸻ Something that keeps Odo from being himself starts to collapse in the process. At some point, even he was for a moment until he forgot that he was Odo Luke.
“When I have shared the memories that the Ancient Demon King handed down and separated them, why are they starting to mix now? Is this the effect because I access the Magic Core too often? So that the information stored there flowed out as I saved the development of magic ...”
Seeing her fiance coming back daydreaming, Arteria grabbed her right hand gently and said, “Master Odo, are you sure all right? Why is Mr Odo's face pale again like that?”
“Ah, this ..” Odo turned his head towards him, then while smiling lightly dodged, “I just lack sleep. I meditated all night ..”
“Meditation?”
Arteria did not believe what the young man said, nor did Vil understand that Odo did not do that last night. Understand that the young man just did not want to talk about it, either Vil or Arteria decided to stop teasing about it and fell silent awkwardly.
Odo glanced at the dress Arteria was wearing, revealing an interested expression as if he cared about the reason her fiance was wearing such luxurious clothes.
The color of the blue fabric is quite harmonious with her hair unraveling and ornamentation flower-shaped on the head, lace at the end of the dress below the knees, and, as well as a belt of beautiful-looking skin coiled around her skinny waist.
Putting his hands on his chin, Odo put on a small smile and with the intention of starting a new topic of conversation he asked, “When the engagement event you wear formal military clothing, and with the intention of starting a new conversation he asked, but fitting like this why even a fancy dress?”
“What ... this does not match, yes?” Arteria was a little insecure, turned her eyes away from her fiance and looked increasingly awkward.
“Suitable really, it's just that I wonder.”
The answer left Arteria silent for a moment, thinking Odo did not look at her as a woman because her reaction seemed indifferent. Sighing lightly, Princess Arteria momentarily put on a slightly lethargic face.
“The event is over, some of the guests have also gone home. The group from the Capital later in the afternoon should start the journey home ...” The Princess looked straight at Odo, then while pointing her index finger forward she firmly explained, “Therefore, Father asked Arteria to change clothes again. The word Kakanda is also inappropriate for a Princess to continue wearing black clothes …. Later when returning to the Capital can-can the Elders talk a lot more if Arteria still wearing military clothes, they said.”
“Hmm …. Means that time is exception?” Odo turned his face away. Actually, he already knew this, just asking questions to change the subject.
“Hmm, at that time Arteria said she wanted to mourn for a while. So ..., Ayahanda allowed it.”
The topic of their conversation also changed naturally as if it was a natural flow. They discussed things that were actually not very important when compared to Odo's strange behavior before.
Seeing and hearing what the two of them were talking about, Vil only wore a gloomy expression that was vaguely mixed with anxiety. As the Spirit who had established a contract with Odo, some of the emotions that the young man had were partially conveyed to him.
Afraid, anxious and agitated, such things were now so powerfully entrenched in Odo's heart. But seeing him casually conversing with Arteria, Vil said nothing and only looked at her as the third person who happened to be in the place.
When the topic of conversation was running out, Arteria just remembered her goal of coming to see Odo. He clapped once, then naturally beamed saying, “True too! Arteria almost forgot about it!”
Odo and Vil were a little surprised to see the girl suddenly raise her volume. The two of them glanced at each other, equally not knowing what the Princess had remembered.
“What is it?” ask Odo in a flat tone.
“Master Odo sure forgot about it? Time can't remember! It's your birthday, isn't it?”
Both of Odo's eyes were wide open, he also just remembered it and completely forgot that today he even turned 9 years old. When he turned to look at Vil, the Great Spirit also looked new to that.
“Well, I honestly don't think too much about that kind of thing. After all, every year I always refuse ⸻”
Arteria immediately grabbed her fiance's right hand, grasping it with her small, soft hands. While looking straight at Odo, the Princess firmly said, “That's right! Said Aunt Mavis ⸻ Uhm …. I mean Arteria, Mavis' mother! He said, You are always angry when held a birthday party and run away to the forest! It has to be held! You should be grateful to be alive until this year!”
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