THE SAVIOR'S
CHAPTER 93 EPILOG - THE GUARD PART 2

Sarayu’s POV

            Ever since I received this stone, I saw how my future awaited me. Many things I saw, from my marriage to Winner not long after the peace came, then I who then conceived the son of Winner and gave birth to him, she said, then Ethan and Dylan stayed in the house I built in the deserted mountains of the crowd. In the vision of the future that came to my mind, I saw myself going to live quite happily for about the next ten years. That happiness I got and felt, maybe as a gift for me for trying hard to give back the peace that has been lost.

            After getting that happiness, death will come to me. I saw Dylan betray me and Ethan. He attacked me and Ethan for wanting to snatch the black stone around my neck. For the past ten years, I've been trying so hard to figure out why Dylan betrayed us. But during those ten years, I couldn't find a reason Dylan wanted the stone. Maybe Dylan was fascinated with the stone or maybe Dylan wanted the power that the stone had. I don't know which one is right, but only one I can call right. All of Dylan's actions were based on the greed within him.

            There is no longer a proper word describing that reason other than greed.

            In my vision Dylan should have come after Winner and his bodyguard. In anticipation of the number of casualties, I asked Winner to bring in troops from former members of the Ingmar Alliance and have them come together from various directions. It should be and it should be what happened.

            But. . . Dylan and his troops came in a few days faster than what came to my mind as if he knew I could read his movements and choices. Dylan suddenly changed his mind and came suddenly at a time when the troops I asked to come, had not yet arrived.

            In response to that. . . I finally know, what I see, the death that will come to me still can not change even if I know it.

            Is this what Ethan felt when he saw the death of First and the others ten years ago? That question came to my mind when I saw Dylan appear in front of me with his army.

            “You really betrayed me and Mr Ethan, Mr Dylan!” I shouted to Dylan.

            “Give me the stone, Sarayu!!! You shouldn't waste that stone by hiding here, in this mountain!!! With that stone, you should be a hero, a savior in a world that is revered by all humans in this world. If you don't want to use that stone, let me use that stone and take your place!!”

            Is correct. The reason Dylan betrayed me and Mr. Ethan was the greed that had taken possession of his mind and heart. This is often the case for many scientists where their minds receive too much knowledge without a strong heart and mental foundation.

            “I'm sorry, Mr. Dylan, but this stone is not mine!! This stone is with me because he is waiting for the real owner and I am only responsible for guarding it until the owner comes to see me!! You are wrong to think you can use this stone as you please, Mr Dylan!!!”

            The Mr. Dylan I used to know was an open man who was always smiling and very friendly. He becomes Mr. Ethan's best friend and always accompanies him well. But Mr. Dylan who now stands before me is not the Mr. Dylan I used to know.

            Mr. Dylan doesn't want to understand my words at all.  His heart and mind had been darkened by his greed and did not regard me as his friend anymore. Mr. Dylan immediately deployed his troops to attack me without seeing me as his friend. The fight was finally unstoppable until one of us was killed. For two days and two nights, Mr. Dylan's troops kept coming and I had to face them continuously as if their numbers were endless.

            “I'm sorry, Mr. Dylan. . . I don't want to dirty my hands with blood anymore. . . This time I have to do it. Otherwise, this stone will be in the wrong hands.” 

            I didn't want to kill anymore, but the number of troops that kept coming and my ability to control the power of the stone was decreasing as time went on, then I don't have much time to deal with the troops that keep coming non-stop.

            “I'm sorry, Mr. Dylan. I had to do it.”

            Successfully freezing the entire army, my hand moved again. This time it summoned my ruyi and swung it to slash the ice-ice inside which was a human body. In one slash the ice-ice was smashed together with all the humans inside.

            After that two-day, two-night fight, the exhausted me instantly collapsed with the shards of ice that began to melt mixed with the blood of the troops from Mr. Dylan. My collapsed body was then bathed in blood from Mr. Dylan's army and Mr. Dylan's own virgin.

I'mtired. It feels so tired. After ten years of not using this body and this power to fight like this, I felt really tired of fighting for two days and two nights. Before my eyes closed because my tiredness was so intense, I was busy talking to myself: complaining about this and that after a long time enjoying the happy life God gave me. As if feeling death coming to pick me up, my mind made hope for everyone I cared about. I hope. . . Reinner could grow up to be a handsome, wise man and a great man. I hope Reinner doesn't emulate Winner's slightly self-admiring attitude. Then for Winner, I forgot to thank her for always loving me and accepting my decisions. He wasn't even angry when I asked to stay in such a mountain and made it every three months to go home just to see me and see his son. Then for Mr. Ethan, I hope he still wants to take care of my son-Reinner and teach him a lot of things like he taught me.

Morning dew. . . suddenly thawed. The humid air of the night then turns into refreshing air when the sunshine arrives. Before closing my eyes due to extreme fatigue, I saw Winner running towards me.

“Sarayu!!!”

In my mind, I made my last little wish. Ah. . It would be nice if I could see the faces of the people I love before I go to the afterlife. That tiredness I really can't stand anymore. The tiredness kept swallowing me and led me to the endless darkness that was waiting for me.

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            “We meet again, Sarayu!!”

            I opened my eyes and saw the figure of the man who repeatedly appeared in my dreams and was always shrouded by the mist around his face. . . This time is different. The fog that normally covered the figure's face, had now disappeared and I could clearly see his face.

            “You??”

            “Do you recognize this face, Sarayu?” The figure approached me while touching his own face with a smile.

            “Y-yes.  Your face is similar to my son-Reinner.”'s I looked at that face again intently and my feelings told me that it was similar, very, very similar to Reinner-my son.