Arafura S1 - Darker Than Black

S1 | Chapter II & Hear II | Reveal Past Light In One Hand

The eyebrows feel pressing, spreading like they want to grip. The dizziness from fatigue makes a girl as bright as the moon can only lie weak, her breath blows slowly through the nose and between open mouths, even several times interspersed with coughing like being sick. The shoulders feel heavy making it difficult to move. Feet are very limp as if it has not held the body support for a long time.

The eyes slowly began to clear as soon as he noticed the state of the room. No illumination at all, it looks pitch-black like a place never lived. His hands began to fumble around, he was on the bed. Half of his body was covered in a thick blanket. His head was covered with a soft pillow.

"D—Where is this?" He did not recognize the air of such a room. The inherent cold instills a sense of loneliness. He forced himself to get up, moving into a sitting position. Although it felt heavy, he began to concentrate his body on the wall behind him.

Someone from the hall came closer. His hand held a small plate on which was a white candle. The fire is small yellow but the light is able to propagate every corner of the room.

His face was starting to look clear. Her hair was blond and messy. His voice was flat as if he had thought nothing.

"J—Jon?" Elijah realized that the bearer of the candle was Jon.

"It turns out you're awake." Said Jon as he approached as he found Elijah looking at him. He put the plate on a table next to the bed. He sat on the chair he had taken from the corner of the wall.

"D—Where am I, Jon?" Elijah asked in confusion. The room looked foreign in his eyes.

"Asramaku, you could say this was my hostel and my friend's dorm before the academy collapsed. Hows it? Pretty beautiful, isn't it?" It seemed to explain the sadness of the heart.

Elijah could only respond in silence. His gaze shifted to the corner of the room which was now illuminated by a small fire, items scattered, the study table was broken into two parts, the windows were broken scattered, and the windows were broken, until the white walls and floors are littered with red like blood that has dried up—ini is far from perfect.

Jon realized that view. Elijah's eyes were unusually sharp. His mouth was silent as if he didn't want to talk about it.

"You don't ask, why does this room look so messed up?" Jon suddenly discussed that, "the dormitory is indeed a place for fighting. All torn apart during chaos—'s definitely with their power."

"What 'they' do you mean, Gakuinia Water Academy?" Ask Elijah.

"You think when chaos strikes, will gender destroy each other?" Jon asked back to make Elijah know the answer. It turns out that it was true, the girls were the ones who messed it up—at least for this dorm building.

"Sorry, Jon." Elijah felt guilty.

"Forget it," Jon unwittingly grasped Elijah's hand while looking into his eyes full of seriousness, "now I'm not going anywhere before listening to you."

Elijah's surprised, "e—eh? Whatchu mean?"

"That secret" Jon cut, "do you know where my friend is?"

Elijah's shocked roar began to fade away turning serious. "You mean, Romenia Ankara? Of course I know. In fact, I've seen it with my own eyes."

"Yes, Ankara, where is he now?" Ask again.

"He was in the Gakuinia Water Academy, precisely imprisoned as a prisoner." Reply Elijah.

Jon heard it. His face seemed to be in disbelief, even though his heart was convinced that it was true. Elijah does not seem to lie, but even if he lies there is no benefit.

"How do you know he's Ankara? Didn't you just see it?" Jon argued a little because he did not believe.

"Curious?" Jon astonishment.

"Yes, back then even though I was a special member of the Gakuinia Water Academy, to be honest I did not side with anyone. For me the chaos was caused by someone hiding in the shadows, therefore I dared to have a dialogue with Ankara when the Guards were not around. Many times I did, he finally trusted me. Then he told me about you."

"So that's why you and Viena joined Mr Gen? Just to meet me?"

Elijah shook his head. "I would love to meet you, but not with Viena. He endured something greater than just meeting someone." As the topic began to shift, "do you want to listen to me again? This time I'll tell you, why did Viena and I want to join Mr. Gen."

"Yes, please tell me. I don't want to be constantly unaware of everything around me. Surely, this is not just a word of coincidence."

Viena smiled. "True, people like you are very logical, everything has a cause and a consequence, not just a fate that cannot be accounted for. Then I'll tell you from the beginning."

Suddenly Elijah extended his hand to Jon. His face was smiling. His eyes looked as if he was telling Jon to hold it.

"For what?" Jon did not understand.

"In addition to surviving, reading history, and healing wounds; I can explain history without needing to speak. As soon as your hand holds my hand, I'll send you a light of information so you can imagine it."

Jon remained clueless but this time began to follow his orders. His hand slowly grasped Elijah's hand. Feels warm and soft.

Suddenly the hand shone with a strange sound, sounding like a swipe of a sword and a shout. The light was so dazzling that it blocked Jon's entire view.

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