ACASHA (A Symbol of Eternity and Resurrection)

Chapter 48's

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Castela opened both her eyes. The blinding light made him seem difficult to adjust his vision to the surrounding conditions.

After his sight was able to adapt, Castela was stunned. He is not currently in the dark dungeon. He remembered once, if the man forced him to drink water in a glass filled with poison.

And just then, blood filled his mouth, before he finally fell and everything suddenly darkened.

"Am I really dead? Is this heaven? What dream can I get into heaven? Ah, mami must be here."

He said while watching a beautiful garden. It was like being on a cloud. There is a waterfall not far from him that gives off a sweet water gurgle, a variety of melodic summer music.

Castela looked back at the towering pillars. Is this what is called heaven? very beautiful, that's how he thought.

But at once the look of his face changed when he recalled that he had not gone alone. Instead of bringing his five-week-old son.

"I'm sorry, baby, you failed to introduce you to the world. But no problem, you don't have to worry about your safety anymore. We're gonna start a new life here, two, you and mama." His voice was steady while gently rubbing his stomach which already looked prominent and large. Making his forehead wrinkled, but he immediately threw out the wrinkles.

'Since when has my stomach been this big?'

"Are you satisfied with nostalgia?"

Castela was aghast in shock, he immediately put on a cautious attitude. Not far from him, a man appeared. High-statured, white, burly body, but his face was too bright, making himself unable to see that face.

The figure was wearing his robe of greatness. White in color, with gold embroidery. Really very fancy. There was a symbol of two months between one dragon in the oversized robe. Made Castela think a little, like she'd seen that picture, but I don't know where.

"Who are you?" Castela asked flatly, without lowering the slightest bit of her vigilance.

The man laughed, making Castela sick of hearing it.

"Are you kidding me? You don't recognize me?"

"Are you an artist? The president? Mayor? Or an important figure so I know you?" Ask Castela Lazy.

"Ah, that's not important, you know me or not that's not important. It's just, I was quite a bit disappointed when I heard that you didn't remember me. Yeah, but forget it, I'm here, to answer one of your questions. You don't have much time, so hurry up and ask!"

Castela raised her eyebrows, staring intently at the figure of the man before her. His brain thinks, one question. What questions should he ask?

'Wait, but who is he? and why did he come right away telling me to ask?'

Castela wanted to ask that question, but she reflexively closed her mouth. Wouldn't it be if the question came up then his chance this time would run out? ah, Castela will not waste this opportunity!

Time is only one question, he can not use as well as possible, just fine. He was lost in this world, even now he knows what place he was. Isn't it very dangerous?

"Just one question? Are you kidding me? It's not fun okay! I have a lot of questions in my head, and you're just giving me a chance to ask you once?" He said in disbelief

The man shrugged his shoulders indifferently

"I can only give you two chances. One chance this time, and another at the next meeting. After your work here is done."

Castela seemed to think, which means there is still a possibility that he will meet again with this figure. All right, after looking for answers here and there, and never got the answer. That's the question he should ask.

"All right, I'll ask. And you better give me a reasonable answer. Because if you don't, then I'll finish you here." He spoke coldly with the glare of his sharp eyes. Its emerald green netra flashed under that bright light.

"Well, I'll give you a satisfactory answer. Now, tell me, what's your question!"

Castela fell silent, before finally saying it steadily.

"What is my relationship with the world?"

"Ah, that question? I thought you were gonna ask me how you could get back to the world you came from."

Castela snorted, still maintaining her sharp gaze that was waiting for an answer.

"Ah, alright! I'll answer it!"

The man walked over to observe the flowers that seemed to bloom beautifully. Before he finally answered.

"You know, it was God who created the soul of man, and then told the angels to send the souls to a temporary house called the womb. All this is done with care, so that there will be no mistake, for it will destroy the order of nature."

The man was sitting on a rock, near a waterfall. His eyes glared far away, though Castela could not see them.

"But then, that day happened. The great events that made the balance of the natural order were completely shaken. The presence of the devil who had been locked up in the holy prison made an uproar all over nirvana. The demon is after one of the twin souls who will be sent to their temporary home. But the angel managed to escape the two souls."

The figure is steady Castela, Castela gives the code for the man to continue his story.

"One soul was sent, but another soul failed. The angel tried every means to block the evil intention of the demon, because he knew the soul he was currently holding was no ordinary soul. The angel then exerted its power, breaking the command of the god and splitting the soul in two. The soul that should be one, he was forced to separate."

"Wait, you mean the twin souls are Castela and Camelia?"

"You can find the answer for yourself Anesya. Just listen to me, because I don't have much time."

Castela nodded, then told him to go back to explaining.

"One soul that is separated will be bad for the soul itself. The angel sent the soul core to another world, where you came from. And the soul of the completer he sent to his temporary home. Together with his twin soul.

"And the answer to your question earlier, you can get it, right?"

Castela fell silent, before finally making a sound.

"I am a soul core separate from my complementary soul, that of Castela. That means, I am Castela and this is my real world. The devil is after my soul, for I am the incarnation of an ACASHA. So that's why I came to this place? But why is the devil after me? And what exactly is my role here?" Castela asked in frustration

"You're a fool, I think you understand. But whatever, my job is done. I've said everything, which has to do with your question. For your questions, if you want to get the answers, then come back, and find the answers yourself. I know, you're not this stupid Anesya, am I calling you Castela? are you not one soul? HAHAH Until we meet again Castela, at the right time, the time I am really looking forward to of course. I'll come, and answer your last question."

Slowly the figure disappeared, replaced with a thin fog around it sitting earlier. And now it's all back to dark. Castela fainted again among the many questions that re-emerged in her brain.

You, are ACASHA...

You, have an important role...

You guys, are one...

I'll come back, prepare yourself for the answer to the next question...