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Chosen 12: Broken Pieces 151: Deleted Memories
A MONTH LATER*MARK | MARCHForgotten memories let us feel incomplete. It is something that can't be easily recovered, especially if there is a programmer who is continuously removing that part from the system. I can't help, but pity my comrades. I have been observing them since our final bonding last month, but they are still not awakened from the reality. I have no idea why this is happening; nevertheless, I want to end this occurrence. I want to believe that this is an aftermath of the Curse of Kindness. That all things are because of me. That I am the person to blame. However, isn't it the time already enough for them to be awakened? Is the Curse of Kindness that harsh?I have recovered from being blind, but in return, they have forgotten the important truth about their past. The truth is it is not merely my comrades who have undergone distortion or some alterations in their minds; everyone in this academy or worst, the entire Geromyeriath.I met Xam the other day. He was one of
Chosen 12: Broken Pieces 152: Blurred Truth
AUSTEEN | AUGUST"Are you laughing, Austeen Takisuma?!" The man asked. His face was blurry, so I couldn't tell who he was."I will never give up to a mere Geromyerian like you,” I answered in my stuttered voice, forcing a smile. I took the blade that stabbed me. “I won’t let you happy. I’ll hunt you to death. I am certain that I will achieve the victory in the end,” I said and threw the blade he used to attack me. He didn't expect that; ergo, he couldn't get away. It hit his heart. I forced myself to stand up and watched his weak body slowly fall to the ground."Forgive me, Austeen,” the blurred man said. “Take it...” He offered me a small stone. “You are one of the best Geromyerians I have ever met.""Sir?" I called him, taking the stone he was handing to me."Save him...” He said, pointing his right index finger to another blurred figure not far from our direction. “Save my brother...”A bright day dawned on me when I found myself on the bench near the academy oval. I didn't expect
Chosen 12: Broken Pieces 153: Two Seers
OCTOBER | OCTOBERSince the final exams are approaching, students at the Eklektos Akadimia should at least learn something about one of the Dodeka Eklektos members. Ergo, everyone, including the elites and the Higher Ups, is currently here inside the special room. I went to the third table, as I saw Febbie and Julius there."What’s happening? Why aren’t they here yet?” I heard one of the students complain.“Speaking of, girl, the elites are already here.”I peeked at the door, and all the Afrokemas were about to enter. Almost everyone here applauded them. I merely shut my mouth, for I did not want to make a noise."Jeez, that’s my Mimosa!""Fafa Hiems, I want to kiss your lips.""OMG, Canopus baby is so freaking alluring."I shook my head in disbelief. These students acted as if they never saw the elites in their entire lives. Why are they making ruckus? I was about to move my attention to another side when I saw members of Higher Ups coming inside. Febbie was not even bothered to ca
Chosen 12: Broken Pieces 154: Bring Back Memories
OCTAVIO | OCTOBERI cannot still fully imagine that Master Mathitis sacrificed his life for me. Howbeit, that’s probably what was destined to happen in his second life. After all, he was the one who added fuel to the fire. Ergo, it was his responsibility to distinguish it."I saw what happened earlier, Octavio." My mind must have been so full that I didn't realize that John’s here. I was sitting on the tree, observing the entire academy. I looked down and focused my attention on him. "I thought I just, you know, mistook of him as someone else. Nevertheless, when I saw his face fading, I was certain he’s the Master of Prophecy," he uttered and clutched my wrists. "I can feel what you feel, Octavio. Let me heal your pain,” he added. I merely closed my eyes, as I felt better because of John's healing ability."Thank you," I replied. All memories of the past are now clear to me. I just couldn't imagine that a King of Truth like me could forget important details in our lives: the loss of J
Chosen 12: Broken Pieces 155: Truth or Dare
JULIANNA | JULYLife sometimes makes us feel that we're not good enough. That we're just living in this world without assurance that we're going to achieve the goodness in life. I thought I'm the Queen of Light, but I'm the one who brought the darkness."Julianna!" Apple called me a few times, but I ignored her. I feel sick of myself. What happened then constantly gives me the creep on my true identity. Like a monster or it is better to say, worse than a monster."Julianna, stop thinking about that. It’s not your fault,” Febbie said. I put spells inside my room so no one could teleport here."July, you're loved." I heard Macy say."John, help her, please?" I heard Noemi's voice asking for help to John. "I can't do anything about that, Noemi. We need to give her space. I don't want to—" I didn't let him finish and immediately opened the door of my room. They looked surprised. "Julianna..." Julius uttered, but I didn't give him a damn. I gazed at John, then I clutched his hand. "Pl
Chosen 12: Broken Pieces END | Mistook Omen
JOHN | JANUARYIt's now Julianna's turn. She looks terrified to what might happen. Jeez, this is a mere game."Julianna, if you could choose your destiny, what would that be?" Julius asked in his serious tone of voice.We are all waiting for Julianna’s answer. Well, I haven’t seen her for more than a year after we performed our first bonding. It is nice to see her again here."I wanted to become an ordinary Geromyerian,” she sighed. “It is just that, you know, I just hate myself. Because of this power, I hurt you, guys. I have killed many people, and I hate it." I feel what Julianna feels right now. Disregard the fact that I am the King of Empathy, I clearly feel the pain inside of her. Even if I already healed her, she wouldn’t get away from the past. However, she’s the only one who can help herself. All she needs to do is free herself from the pain of the past, so that she can start a new life."It's okay, Julianna. We're always here," Stephanie said, while hugging her. I didn't eve
Chosen 12: Broken Pieces 01: The Prodigy
"STOP!!!" "Examine the entire area!""Sergeant, where did he go? The crook was standing here a moment ago.""Bullsh*t!" The sergeant cursed irately. It can't be. The thief vanished before their eyes. "Retreat! There's something bizarre."The police vamoosed thereafter. Notwithstanding, the man PDQ appeared on the scene, sneering malevolently.“It’s time…”**JOHN | JANUARY"JANUARY!""January, wake up!""JANUARYYYY!!!"I abruptly jumped off the bed after hearing grandpa’s chafing voice. I’m used to it. He's like this at all times. I went directly to the shower afterwards to enliven my day.It's Monday. I put on my uniform and headed to the dining area. There I saw grandpa’s vexed expression, sarcastically welcoming me."Oh young man, you seem to have damaged your ears.” What?! There he is again with his acerbic remark. I didn’t give him a damn; instead, I merely continued eating my breakfast. “JANUARY!” What the f*ck! That scream almost broke my eardrums. This is freakin' bad. It’s
Chosen 12: Broken Pieces 02: Danger
JOHN | JANUARYMy head is throbbing thinking about that girl. I’ve no idea what I said earlier caused her to act that way."Stupid…" I stopped walking and turned around. I’m certain I heard something. But no one’s here. "Arrogant. Impudent. Naughty." I stiffened. I’m not mistaken. The voice is moving. I sighed while releasing all the chills inside me. "Who are you?" I asked. It's only 5:30 p.m., but I can already see the moon in the sky.It’s bizarre. My instinct is telling me that there’s something wrong. Hence, I began to walk fast and then ran immediately. I sense danger. No way, there's only one person on my mind right now. And that’s grandpa. While I am approaching our house, something is pricking my heart. It’s excruciating. My feet unconsciously moved toward our dining area. There, I caught sight of a man wearing a black cloak. He’s holding a dagger. And what’s frightening is that the dagger is pointing at grandpa’s face."Lazaro, where is he?!” he asked infuriately. I coul
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