A Life From AI

Unforgettable

"Sira ...," said Afra to make Sira stunned.

It was obvious the change in Sira's expression had completely changed. Lazy and cold, both flavors turned into new flavors. Flushed, maybe this one word is enough to explain it.

"I .. somehow, like ...,"-Afra bowed her head-".. with you."

The breeze again blew and created an atmosphere. Sira started to vent and talk.

"I ... love you, Afra!" sira's words made Afra stumble.

Afra immediately raised her head and looked into Sira's eyes. Sira returned Afra's gaze even though her face looked red. Afra displayed the same expression as Sira.

"You—"

"Me!" cut Sira in a loud tone. "I …."

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"I don't allow you to see everything, Afra Afifah!" whisik Ilva changed the setting and setting where Afra was.

Afra widened her eyes and created a sudden sense of shock. His initial position sitting on the chair instantly turned into standing. The background of the city building and the morning sunlight turned into darkness. And, there's no Sira on Afra's side now.

Afra turned around and looked back, finding Ilva Ilyani, the alter smiling wickedly at her. Afra really couldn't believe what was happening.

The atmosphere is calm and full of beauty changes, the pressure and darkness is the change. Ilva smiled obliquely and made Afra stunned.

"It's been a long time, yeah, Afra! We do not look like this" said Ilva with a tone full of pressure and cruelty, ending with laughter that makes Afra can not do anything.

"Ilva ...," said Afra, calling the name of the alter. And something as expected happened.

The black chain with its sharp edges instantly came out from the darkness. Stabbing and making Afra unable to move. His hands were tied so outstretched, his stomach was pierced and allowed blood to flow there. His mouth spewed blood.

"Damma!" ilva's laughter is full of lustful pleasures.

The sound of pain was released by Afra, along with a thick red liquid. The black chains that stuck into his back began to be enveloped in the blood of his own. Ilva smiled and held Afra's chin, setting her eyes on him.

Fresh blood still flowed out from Afra's mouth and body, but Ilva seemed to be enjoying all of this.

"Forget it, it's become a habit for you, isn't it, Afra!" firmly Ilva made Afra stupefied and felt the turmoil full of pain.

Afra's blood flow suddenly felt very clear and made pain. The pain is not as usual. Although he had often accepted this, but because this was a reunion …

"Akh!"

… The pain is really more pronounced.

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The sound of chains being cut off and smashed into pieces rang out loud. Afra was now free from that blood-soaked black iron. However, he had to fall down and land in the arms of the alter.

Getting a cold breath in the ear and feeling the gripping aura. The pain is increasing, although now it turns on his mind. Not on the physical, but on the soul and its thoughts.

"Time to feel the confusion, Man!" ilva whispered creating wide-eyed and gravitational pressure for Afra.

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"A –ada where am I?" afra said as she saw herself in a completely absurd place.

The atmosphere of the night and the cold of the forest has gone, as well as the morning in the forest yabg asri. Now, he was in a room whose walls were made of wood. The floor and all the objects that are there, are all made of wood.

The bed with the padded mattress became where he lay now, looking up and staring at the ceiling of the room.

"Nr …." Afra got up and positioned herself to sit on the bed.

Although both legs are still straight and not lowered, he can already sit in balance. Dizziness and pressure are still felt by him.

Afra turned her head and looked at the origin of the light that illuminated the room. Sunny sun, an orange color that does not have a yellow color. There was red and dim light there.

"I .. Where is it?" afra said again wondering and still seeing the twilight sunshine outside the window.

"You're at my place, Afra!"

Afra was surprised and turned her head in the opposite direction to the window. He looked at the woman with black wings on her back.

Dark hair is black, but deserves to be called grayish than purplish blue. Netra with sharp yellow irises and white clothing dominated by gold.

The female figure that was clearly the same height as the seniors sat on the chairs and smiled. Afra looked confused and felt fear.

"K –kau .. who?" The black-winged woman laughed at Afra's words.

"It seems like I've evolved too much, yes," she said, then stopped laughing, "but getting acquainted again is okay, right?"

The black-winged woman extended her hand to Afra, "greetings, Afra! My name, Eria!"

Afra was shocked and shocked again. Unbelief, that's what Afra is feeling right now. 'Eria', he was the figure of the creature he had first encountered. Before finally coming to this neutral area.

"Magor …." Afra began to shed her tears and hugged Eria.

Eria smiled and returned Afra's embrace while stroking her back. Calmness and warmth are created, eliminating fear as well as pressure. Even if it's just for a moment.

The sound of the door being knocked sounded and made Eria stop hugging Afra. Afra wiped her tears as Eria started to stare towards the door.

"Teacher, can we come in?"

"Please!" eria answered the words coming from behind the door.

The door of the room opened, revealing a figure that made Afra back wide. Two witch girls and one werewolf girl or commonly called an assassin. Afra really did not believe what she saw.

"Hi, Afra!" greet one of the witch girls with graded eyes.

The witch girl who has the name Aura. Yes, the girl gave Afra a greeting and a smile, making Afra completely distrustful.

Another witch girl with green hair and red eyes smiled at Afra. So was the white-haired werewolf girl who smiled widely. Iylasvi is the name of the green-haired magical girl, while the werewolf is named Yuu.

"Sorry to say hello!" yuu said while showing a wide smile.

"You ...,"-Afra rubbed her face back in tears -"how could it be?"

"Let me tell you that, Afra!" eria said again creating shock for Afra.

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Elsewhere, far away from where Afra was. Forest trees with wind blowing quite strong. The twilight rays became the lights for this place.

This time, it was the forest. The place where the seniors are. I don't know what happened before, but now all the seniors have gathered here.

"Vielya Viely."

"Yes!" answer me quickly.

"Everything's here, huh?" ask the female of the monster race who previously called Iliya.

"Yes! Although there are those who cover themselves and do not want to be seen!" liya replied to the female monster named Lyce Zayzik.

Iliya turned his head in the other direction and looked at the seniors one by one. From the vampire race, Verrine De Luna, a smile and fresh blood were already on his hands. Then, Xi Xiania, the ghost-level demon gave her laughter to Iliya.

Iliya showed a faint smile at Rye Else, the always silent demon. However, she instantly widened her eyes and showed a shocked expression as Viesta Olivia, a genie-level demon who suddenly pointed a weapon at her neck.

"Hey, do you want to use your powers again? You've changed time again!" liya's words made Viesta display an expression of hatred.

Rye added a sharp gaze to Iliya, while Luna and Xiania pretended to know nothing.

"It's also because of you, Iliya! Witch worship monster!" resolutely Viesta scratched his weapon on Iliya's neck.

Fresh blood flowed out from Iliya's neck, but a smile was instead created on her face.

"Just calm. The monster princess who was now even interested in him!" said Iliya while looking at Lyce, even though it made Viesta's weapon scratch his neck even more.

"Everything will be fun!" continue Iliya while watching Lyce.

Lyce Zayzik, the female monster who was now licking the sharp blade of the scythe in her hand, made Viesta sigh.

"Everything's gonna be really fun, Vi!"