A Life From AI

Back Again

The night is without stars, but the full moon seems to shine brightly. The forest surrounding the Arknest Academy. Yes, back in the past, that's what happened to the main character.

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The three-colored magic circle instantly moved Afra and Sira towards the forest. The dark forest looked better than that Arknest academy. However, the balance instantly disappeared within Afra.

"Aah!"

Afra immediately lost her balance and fell down, falling in the warmth of Sira's embrace. Sira immediately restrains Afra's body and takes her in an embrace.

Afra widened her eyes as she looked into Sira's eyes.

"J –don't look at me, Afra!" Sira immediately turned her gaze away from Afra, but her hands were still tightly hugging Afra's body.

Afra only smiled faintly looking at Sira's flushed expression.

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The sound of footsteps sounded from all directions, roaring and gripping. Afra widened her eyes even more as Sira tightened her arms, though now Sira used one of her hands to pull out the magic circle.

The blue magic circle that was now ready to attack the suspicious movement. His gaze focused on one point even though his voice sounded in the other direction. Afra looked at Sira's already serious face.

"Just magic, don't mind it" Sira's mutterings created a big question mark on Afra's mind, but the question mark instantly disappeared as something was created around her.

The cold air enveloped and spread out in all directions. The blue magic circle in Sira's hand did not display any changes at all. But does it seem to work?

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"Alright, don't use your magic in vain!" The sound of footsteps was heard after these words entered the ears.

The witch girl in black robes, long pink hair that seemed to be tied in half. Netra is unique with three colors, namely yellow red and blue.

The girl had already shown herself and created a shocked face for Afra as well as Sira.

"A –Aura!"

The witch girl who had just walked out of the dark forest and approached Afra as well as Sira, had created a sense of shock. Yes, that witch girl is Aura.

Aura smiled faintly, "let's get this over with, Afra!"

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At night, the time is too good to explain. Let's make something new. A brief explanation, but not very important. I don't know, it just started.

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A human girl named Afra Afifah. Her short shoulder-length hair was bluish black, the blue dress that had now become her identity. With two gems as her hairpin, also a blue aura enveloped her body.

Afra has now established and gained the trust of Aura, the witch girl who previously had no name. I don't know what happened, but even though Afra was in the past, this …

Not the past in time of repetition. This is the past, when Afra was first made to repeat time with a different destiny.

"What do you mean, Aura?" afra asked while letting go of Sira's embrace, but Sira did not want to let go.

"Don't go near her, Afra," Sira said, leaving Afra stunned.

Sira Siveria, the demon man who trusted her more was a witch. Repetition times with different destinies, this is the result. However, this result made Sira truly believe in Afra.

Many occurrences, even if only two days a day, a month or whatever. Now Sira seemed to not want to let Afra get close to Aura.

Afra widened her eyes, while Sira showed a sharp look at Aura. "Huh? Are you—"

"Sira," Afra's cut makes Sira stop her speech and look Afra in the eye.

"Huh, okay-okay." Sira lets go of his embrace and gives Afra the freedom to move.

Afra was still near Sira even though Sira had not embraced her. He clasped Sira's hand and his gaze focused on Aura.

"May explain it to me, Aura. What's going on now?" Aura smiled and nodded her head.

"Yes! It'll be fun, you know!"

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Under the moonlight that shone intact, although there were black clouds all around. It can still shine and keep out the darkness of clouds. The stars do not shine themselves too much because of the clouds.

The building is made of natural rocks, but looks more modern than the buildings in the city. But now its beauty is only a dream. The black color has enveloped and some corners have become chunks.

The window glass reflecting the light had already cracked, its foundation had been shattered. The outer walls are overgrown with vines, while the inside is given a nest of living creatures.

However, there is still life other than brainless creatures.

"Hey, Iliya."

"Yes, Senior Lyce," replied the female magician called Iliya.

Iliya Viely, the yellow figure, he has now faced the figure he called the senior. He still flew with his broomstick, even though his height was only above his head.

Lyce Zayzik, that was the full name of that black-clothed figure. The figure of the woman who is now staring at the black building and is almost unshaped. The building that was once the Arknest academy was looked at with a sharp eye.

The smile she smirked on her face.

"What is your purpose in doing all this?" lyce asked in a tone that sounded the same as Iliya's tone, "you know what? You can't erase those involved."

Iliya laughed then jumped down from her broomstick. The flying broom instantly disappeared, after Iliya set foot on the ceramic floor that had already fused with the ground.

"of course! To show that the human is a—"

"Monster, isn't it?" cut another female figure instantly emerged from the blood-red flying butterfly.

The flying butterflies were blood red in color which shone, not just one in number. The butterflies grew more and more and began to form a new form. The figure of a woman who is not a witch, but also not the same as the race of Lyce Zayzik.

His long hair was white and his white skin that looked like it was pale. Blood red netra with black clothes. On his arm was a red plus. These are the characteristics of the female figure.

"Hi, a fellow senior who actually graduated. My name is Verrine De Luna!"

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"Rye .. Else," called out the female figure in clothes decorated with gold-coloured stripes.

Long blue hair, six pieces of black glass behind his back. Also a black-colored circular hole was hovering above his head. The clothes she wore looked elegant because of those gold-colored accessories.

The figure of the woman with the above characteristics appears to be standing behind the figure of another woman. The figure of a woman with long black hair up to the top of the thigh. A pair of green horns were still visible even though the woman had her back on the woman who called her.

The story is not below, but above. The roof of the Arknest academy building, that was the setting for the two of them. And now, that female figure called Rye Else started to open her mouth.

"Viesta Olivia, yes …."