A Life From AI

Blue Morning

Morning blue, morning created over blue. Together the core, broken for Him'. Seems weird? Of course it's weird! It is better to read all the paragraphs until you know the true meaning of blue morning.

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Starting with the main character of course.

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Afra …

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"Afra!"

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"Maura!" Afra shouted as a form of starting the day, although this was not intentional.

His breathing was breathless, his mind becoming shadowed over the figure of the witch he had just lost yesterday. Everything because of 'Viely'. The pain at the beginning of opening the eyes made him create a grain of water in the corner of his eye.

"Ah, I .. must not cry!" Afra rubbed her tears that had already flowed down her cheeks.

He turned his eyes towards the window of his room. A speck of light came through the closed window. He got up and rolled up his bed, opened the window and looked out.

The buildings of the city are dark, but still look their original color. A yellowish-orange glow, as well as a white color, began to erase the darkness of the night sky. Morning has come, even now without the presence of 'Aura'.

"Yes, I have to believe in myself too! That I can!" After wiping back the remains of tears, Afra started the morning which was still this morning.

Tidying up the room, then wet the body with clear liquid as a form of self-cleaning. The clothes remain the same, which is a blue dress like a witch outfit. Smiling at the reflection, Afra was now ready.

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"Yes! I ... definitely can,"-Afra widened her eyes-"yeah, right?"

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Reflecting himself on the mirror, Afra looked at it with wide eyes. Not without cause, but because of the shadow of the memory that appears and replaces his reflection in the mirror.

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Afra looked back and remembered, how she could read the thoughts and memories of Iliya, as she looked at him. However, those memories instantly made his vision blurry and almost dropped himself to the floor.

"Aah!" Afra was surprised, but she had already managed to maintain the balance.

Afra looked at herself for real, then looked at her virtual self in the mirror reflection. He stared hard and saw little by little changes in himself. Starting from the clothes, then the two gems that become hairpins.

The red gems lit up, while the blue gems let out small blazes of blue. However, the thing that was at the core of his change was the blue-colored aura on his body.

The same aura as the blazing blue flames on his blue gem, blue as the color of his eyes. However, it more shows true sharpness. He closed his eyes and then opened them again.

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The blue aura that enveloped Afra's body instantly blazed like fire. It was blazing and seemed to start burning, but there was no heat from the aura. His eyes did not display life, there was only emptiness in his eyes.

Afra closed her eyes and opened them again. His blue aura started to normal and did not flare like fire.

"Yes, this will help me, as long as 'he' doesn't bother me for now," Afra's inner self began to take her eyes off the mirror with her legs starting to step.

Walking up to the door, his hand held the doorknob and opened it. Empty eyes and empty mind, just moving aimlessly. Not hoping, but just doing as usual.

Although now the void in him was immediately filled with the voice of another figure.

"No, food!" said Sira suddenly already in front of the door of Afra's room with a hand that thrust bread at her.

Afra was unmoved, but her eyes started to bring out the light points of life. He looked into Sira's golden-yellow eyes, then turned to the bread that had been offered for her.

"T –thank you—" Just now Afra wants to take the bread in Sira's hand, Sira directly keeps the bread away from Afra.

Sira lifted the bread up on her head and it made Afra stumble. Afra's gaze finally focused on Sira's flat face.

"It seems like I changed my mind" Sira said to Afra's surprise and wonder.

Afra just widened her eyes and did not intend to open her voice, but it felt like Sira wanted Afra to do just that. Sira smiles mysteriously and adds a question mark on Afra's head.

"You want this bread, don't you?"

Afra grew quiet, but now she seemed to want to talk. Even though it feels a little strange. That's his thinking for now. The moment where he was already dealing with Sira whose words were a little difficult to understand and explain.

Afra wanted to nod, but that wasn't the definitive answer. He could nod in order to get the bread, but he could also shake his head because he could buy another bread in the city.

"Heh, you want to not? There's only one bread this size!" Sira said, "even though I have eaten one, but I feel like I want to eat your ration of bread, Afra!"

Afra was shocked to hear Sira's words. He did not think that Sira actually bought him bread.

"Yes, if you don't want to then—"

Without a second thought, Afra immediately moved quickly when she saw Sira who started preparing to eat the bread. Quickly, he immediately grasped Sira's wrist and pulled her.

Pulling and making bread in Sira's hand was in front of her mouth. He immediately bit and ate the bread that was still in Sira's hands. Sira widened her eyes, but she narrowed her eyes as Afra did not take the bread.

Yes, Afra kept holding Sira's wrist and made Sira hold the bread she was eating.

Blue morning, this is the story between a blue figure named Sira Siveria and a blue girl named Afra Afifah.

"Hoi, you can eat with your own hands!" Sira said with a flat face and tried to resist the other flavors.

Afra didn't say anything at all. He just stopped biting the bread and looked for a moment into Sira's eyes, then he went back to eating the bread until half was left. Sira swallowed her own saliva.

"H –hei, eat with your hands!" sira began to soften her voice.

Afra stopped biting the bread and chewed back so that there was absolutely no bread in her mouth. After swallowing the chewed bread, he began to open his voice.

"I've done it." Afra again ate the bread that Sira still held. He clasped Sira's wrist tight.

Sira wanted to take the bread out of her hand, but she couldn't seem to. In fact, he seemed to be unsettled if he wanted to breathe now.

"Aakhs! I shouldn't have done it!" inner Sira began to close her eyes and let Afra eat the bread quietly.

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Afra stopped when she saw that the bread she had eaten had stayed within the range of Sira's grasp. Afra released her hand on Sira's wrist and switched to taking the bread from Sira's hand.

"T –thank you" said Afra lowered her head and went back to eating the bread she had held.

Sira opened her eyes and saw Afra eating bread with her own hands. Sira could only sigh deeply and look back at Afra.

"Haah, that's really weird."