The sound of the sky rumbling up there. Flashes of lightning light were repeatedly visible which momentarily made the sky bright. There was no rain falling, it was just that the sky was endlessly noisy.

The figure with a strange face stood in the face of dozens of people who were now squeezing each other. Didn't give him an opening to escape.

The people in front of him seemed to be wearing face coverings, only their two eyes were exposed. Both eyes glowed completely white with no black there. Their hair is also dark silver which looks like a tapered ice wedge above their heads.

Their face coverings were the same, made of ice that made the sturdy figure full of wounds harden their jaws.

"There is no way out anymore, you just need to turn yourself in. That way you can survive." The word of one of them made the figure step back even more, holding his hand which was slowly dripping blood until it flowed down the wet ground he was walking on.

"You guys think I'm going to come with you guys and be a worship for your tribe?" Said the figure again refused decisively, his lips grimacing faintly feeling more and more helpless now.

"If you refuse, we are forced to drag you by violent means." One of them said, advancing by closing his eyes for a moment and then slowly turning his face into fear.

The cornea of his eyes was blackened completely dark, with the temperature of the air around suddenly cold with the tall trees freezing with their strength.

The injured young man held his right arm numb by the cold air temperature. In fact, his dripping blood instantly froze for a moment before it came into contact with the ground.

"Mr. Yatara, I ask once more. Do you want to come with us without having to shed blood?" The figure named Yatara immediately refused decisively by sharpening his eyes.

"No, don't dream."

The people in front of him immediately advanced to attack making Yatara enforce the body, trying to resist in the remnants of his power. The young man pulled out his two swords that shone brightly until the frozen ice around him cracked unceremoniously and became water flowing under their feet.

"Even to the end, you tried once. Even though your body can't work together anymore."

Yatara smiled crookedly with a light shoulder, "this is the so-called survival instinct. If you want to take me to your tribe... at least you should be able to kill me now." Yatara said he went back to fishing and then ran as fast as lightning shot forward with his sharp sword shining.

Yatara bounced far away until his body hit the rocks at the end of the mountainside. The red-eyed man who glowed like a fireball widened his eyes in shock at the sight of the figure in white robes before him that was now blocking his steps.

"Yatara, you have to give up now. There's no other way but you go with them, back to the kingdom. You must accept your punishment, for having betrayed." Yatara smiled obliquely looking at the figure she had always believed in supporting the enemy. "If you don't obey, I'm forced to take you away now. Quickly decide what your choice is,"

Yatara was silent for a while and then stepped back standing at the end of the cliff.

"I've told you, won't get stuck with what you guys have planned. Either join a kingdom or an alliance, a tribe or something. I'll never come along." Yatara resolutely as he slowly stepped back making everyone who chased him including the teacher in front of him widened his eyes in shock.

Yatara touched the air in front of him making the door of another dimension open. And Yatara fled from them along with the door disappearing without a trace.

"How about now, do we just let him go where humans are?"

"Let's just wait. Sooner or later, Yatara will return to this kingdom. He will not be able to survive living in a place filled with those greedy creatures."

"Alright, if he hasn't come back for a week. Forced me and other members, will chase and look for Yatara until I find her. Even though you have to cross to another dimension."

The man in the robe just nodded with a gusty sigh making the wrinkles in both corners of his eyes even more visible.

***

A strong knock from outside the bedroom door made the young man who was sleeping on his stomach on his bed let out a small murmur and then mumbled for a moment and then went back to sleep.

"Theodoric! Until when are you going to fall asleep like that?! You want me to curse to be a rock, huh?! Theodoric!" His mother's screams outside the room made the young man who slept in a singlet that had faded in color so kicked in the air upset.

Forced to wake up scratching his already long hair. He opened the door and immediately gasped in shock as his mother stood in front of him holding a large hammer. Want to knock down the door of the child's room.

"What do you want to do?" He asked sinlessly, still scratching his stomach all the way to the back of his back. Both eyes were still narrowed by rubbing her iler marks which made her mother sigh tiredly.

"Why can I have this kind of child?" Rania muttered looking at her son who had already opened the refrigerator door and drank the cold soda there.

"Get ready, accompany mom to the market." He said he didn't want to be refuted making Theodoric shake his head.

"I'm busy," he retorted already chugging out the soda in hand.

"What's you busy? You're unemployed, don't have many excuses. If you still want to live in this house, take the mother now to the market. Don't have so many reasons!"

The guy who was usually called Theo thinned his lips, glanced at his mother for a moment. "Is it not a pity for you if now I make my mother to accompany you to the market, even though I am sleepy like this? I'm gathering energy so I'll be at work tonight, mom." He said he reasoned that the mother was crippling, hugging her arms in front of her chest.

"What do you do? What is your busyness?"

"Sleep, hehe." Rania immediately went forward and landed a punch on Theo's arms, buttocks and also back until her son jumped up and down in pain trying to dodge.

"Going to the time market must be accompanied, usually also by yourself." Grumbling Theo had already landed his buttocks on the couch.

"Mom wants to go shopping monthly, the groceries must be heavy. So, it is necessary for you who is this disobedient child to help." Theo screeched for a moment and then just nodded as he moved to his feet.

"This lawless kid will see you off, so just wait!" The young man said pointing at his mother full of resentment and then returning to dodge quickly when his mother already wanted to throw a punch again.

A few moments later, Theo stepped out of the room wearing his shabby long training pants. His top was a grey hoodie underneath which still showed his stretched and torn singlet t-shirt at the end.

His thick, disheveled black hair he covered with a hoodie. Without washing your face first, immediately invite the mother to go to the market.

"You don't want to take a shower first?"

"Just to the market, mother."

"It's up to you alone."

Rania had already left the house first making Theo laugh with a lazy step.

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Theo yawned wide with his tangled face, his front hair long until it almost covered both eyes. He is actually the laziest when he has to go out shopping with his mother. Moreover, you have to chat with the seller. Talking about this and that. In order to get shopping discounts.

That's what his mother said.

"How much is 1 kilo of fish, mom?" Her mother asked smiling as she watched the pile of fish in front that was still fresh.

"Price as usual, ma'am, one hundred and ten thousand perkilo." Obviously the salesperson with a kind smile.

When his mother was negotiating with the seller. Theo instead circulated a look around wanting to just leave quickly. Already feeling bored to be there. Moreover, the fishy smell of fish scattered around him made the young man even less at home.

His flip-flops were splashed with fish water splashing making him squeal roughly. While pulling away with his expression of disgust. The mother, who had just succeeded in lowering the price of the fish she bought, approached and immediately pushed Theo a crackle filled with fish.

"Fishy smell, mom." His whine pushed back at his mother who immediately glared.

"You also smell fishy, haven't taken a shower from yesterday, right?" Theo sighed harshly, couldn't help but take the fish crackle in his mother's hand that had already jumped away first.

Standing in front of the seller of vegetables and kitchen condiments. "Her child, huh, mom?" Asked the salesperson who pointed at Theo with a chin.

"Actually, it's not," Rania retorted with a wry smile making Theo just snort. "But, it's out of pity that I admit it as a child." The woman continued with a slow chuckle with the vegetable seller.

"Now what does the child work, mom?"

"Emmm, so the burden of the family, mom."

Theo was even more upset to hear that his mother even humiliated him in front of the vegetable seller and also other mothers who were shopping as well.

"If my son works in an office, mom. A week ago it was just promoted." The show off of the mother next door deliberately pulling the sleeves revealing her gold bracelet made Theo behind just glare.

"Congratulations, mom." Rania said sincerely.

"Mom's child can already make money for his parents. Meanwhile, my son.... " Rania paused as she turned to the child who was looking at her cloudy. " ... it's still a broken fan, there is but it's useless." Theodoric immediately stepped away leaving only his mother and the mothers there who were still watching him.

The young man wearing only flip-flops stepped quickly without hearing his mother's call behind. He just walked straight towards the path that led to the highway.

The traditional market they go to does have to enter the plantation. Buyers can pass through this path to get in there. There is also a big road that leads directly to the market, only it is farther and detoured. So, Theo chose a path overgrown with teak trees all around.

The pile of fallen teak leaves made a rubbing sound heard. Friction between flip flops and also dried teak leaves. Large rocks were also visible all around, the rest of the mountains that he said were leveled because the roads there would be built an even bigger market.

"Theodoric!"

His mother's stern voice behind made the young man couldn't help but stop without turning his head. He gave a small laugh as his mother beat him on the back.

"Mom hasn't finished shopping yet, why just leave directly?" Omel Rania stood beside him.

"Who feels at home standing there, if the mother herself even puts her child in front of people." Theo retorted boldly.

"If you don't want to be bullied, work there."

Theodoric rolled his eyes, looking at his mother's back who had already stepped away. He wanted to go after his mother, but his attention was drawn to one of the objects seen in the pile of dry leaves on the shoulder of his front road.

Theodoric approached, ducked and picked up the rusty sword. The length of his sword was as long as his arm. The handle is still firm and feels heavy when grasped.

He was still observing by touching the image of fire on the side of the sword that made something shine inside the sword. Theo gasped in shock to the point of dropping the sword into the street.

He took repeated sips, then again ventured to take back the sword he had just dropped.

"What the * was just now?" He said on his own as he again touched the image of the fire on the other side which immediately made the sword instantly disappear and absorbed into his hand.

The sword beam just now was also floating in the air and simply disappeared on his chest. Theodoric's eyelids for a few seconds revealed a ball of smoldering fire. Then his body was pulled into the air and slammed firmly into the road that made him instantly unconscious.

Slowly his vision blurred, he vaguely only heard the voice of his mother calling him anxiously.