Legend of the Dragon Indosiar

denied..?

Everyone forgets me..

"Help me. goddess Eris, someone passed out here."

It's still pitch dark.

All the memories I formed with the closest people, all just disappeared..

"Take me some wind oil."

"Yes. goddess."

All the memories I formed, went back to zero..

"Be aware of whoever you are!"

The voice of the goddess Eris.

Even goddesses don't remember me, who I am, I already know them but, they don't know me.

My own breath.

"Huh. ah." Satella.

Opening his eyes, what he saw now was a lot of people.

[Satella: everyone has gathered here. But, the way they stare like they don't know me.] 😞

"You're sober?" Goddess Eris with her sweet smile.

Just a brief moaning sound at Satella's lips.

Satella looked at everyone in the room one by one.

Staring at Iota, reciprocated with a scowling nose while pushing his waist towards Satella. Then take his eyes off again.

Stare at Violetta but she looks real.

"What?" Violetta said with a minimal facial expression. Only two seconds looked at Satella before she threw her face away.

Then Satella looked at Minerva and replied with a jutek look. His fierce and indifferent face affirmed that he was a bit dislikeful of Satella. Not hate but also do not like, in other words a little like statement from the fierce stundere girl a la Minerva.

"Why? Is there anything you want to say! Huh." Minerva with her jutek, folding her hands, putting on a pouting face.

"Why so bad?" Satella with her own face stared at Minerva.

"What fierce! You're saying I'm a bad guy? Huh.no manners!" Minerva scolded Satella.

"Sorry." Satella looked at Minerva with a sad face.

"Don't look at me! Don't look at me with a face like that." Minerva gave no reception to Satella, replying coldly.

"Will you be friends with me?" Ask Satella.

"Friends? Let me think about it, yeah." Minerva folded her hands while throwing her face away, her face closed slightly pouting.

"Minerva. You are a good person, you are the ideal friend, everything special is in you. Anyone wants to have a friend like you." A sincere statement was issued by Satella.

"...." - ".Minerva silence.

Minerva has a classic stundere expression. A thin smile was engraved on his lips, his cheeks were red. The look on his face was clear that Minerva was happy, but his heart was still prestigious. Once Minerva was happy at Satella's sincere statement, but what came out of her mouth was.

"Minerva." Said Satella, shriek.

"Don't be friends with me." Reply Minerva, throwing his face even though his heart was flattered, but his ego was embarrassed, did not dare to reply.

"Em. yeah." Satella was speechless with shiny wet eyes.

"Don't cry!" Minerva's nagging behind him.

Then Satella turned her head towards Isyana, the reply was a cynical smile and a grin. Judging from his actions Isyana is like wanting to comment like a netizen.

"Say..do you want to be friends with me again?" Satella asked, looking at Isyana.

"Again?" Said Isyana with puzzled mimic, she tilted her head with narrowed eyes.

"We can be familiar and compact, believe me." Satella repeated her words.

Isyana sighed. Putting the index finger in the chin, pause for a while and weigh, the iris of his eyes leaning towards the left and then to the right.

Two steps forward, he folded his arms and looked at Satella.

[Note: here all else stands except Satella and the goddess Eris.]

"Friends? Yeah.so." Isyana Mumbles.

Reading the direction of Isyana's predictable thoughts, Minerva whose heart bar slightly shifted into a bit of sympathy cut off Isyana.

"Things.stop!" Cut Minerva.

"...." - ".Isyana still folded her hands slightly looking towards Minerva.

"Say you want to or not, if you don't want to just say no! I don't want to hear you talk toxic, let alone to someone else we don't know yet." Omel Minerva's.

"No... I have to say." Isyana is fighting Minerva's words.

Isyana stared at Satella, then raised her index finger like the gesture would lecture.

"Look!" Isyana.

"...." - ".Satella looked at Isyana.

"You said we'd be best friends? Compact friends? I see. Now think, do you have the courage to meet your classmates? The friend you have frozen, are you the one responsible for apologizing to them!" Isyana criticizes Satella, making her a silent. Not answering, Isyana pressed again.

"Let's answer!" Isyana Sentak.

[Satella: tap you've never been this angry before.] 😞

"I don't dare, they'll end for sure." Satella's words stop here.

"That's it!" Isyana is cynical.

Isyana stared cynically.

"How can we trust you if you apologize! I'm not the same person who doesn't want to admit his mistakes, NGERTI GAK!" Isyana glared and it was as if her eyeballs had become big.

"Just so." Satella is lethargic.

Violetta performed a gesture like sniffing something..

"I want to know." Violetta.

"Huh?" Satella focuses on Violetta.

"What'sthis? You seem to be angry with me, when before." For a moment Satella remembers the moment with Violetta in the second loop and ends with reality being hit by the third loop.

"DON'T GO NEAR MY FRIEND! YEAH." YEAH." Violetta's angry.

Satella knows Violetta as a person who rarely gets angry, but now is the first time Satella sees her angry to this extent. While Minerva who initially could not accept the figure of Satella, now a little sympathy.

"Violetta.. Why are you? What happened to Satella." Minerva is inversely proportional, even pairs of bodies prevent Violetta so that her angry gaze does not lead to Satella.

"Explain?" Minerva Pinta.

"I smell a dark magic scent around her body." Violetta said, pointing at Satella.

"Dark magic!" Minerva gasped in shock.

"What's? You said." Satella slow.

"What dark magic are you wearing?" Violetta spoke again.

"But I don't know? what do you mean." Denying Satella.

"Malma's smell." Violetta.

"You, what?" Satella's confused.

Satella was still confused, everyone who was here was consumed by Violetta's words and was a bit angry.

"I'M GUESSING!" Minerva emotion.

"....." Satella was frightened to see Minerva's angry expression.

"From the beginning I felt suspicious about why Satella's face could be so similar to, you know.. DARK PRINCE!" Minerva turned antipathy towards Satella, Minerva disgusted at her.

"The prince of darkness is back again? It's dangerous." Isyana's Comments.

"You guys?" Satella softened, her eyes looked a bit wet only a small glint of tears that did not flow to the cheeks.

"Stop that!" The goddess Eris.

Everyone shut up for a moment.

"You have no proof that Satella is the incarnation of the prince of darkness." Strictly the goddess Eris, who gave a defense to Satella.

Minerva answered..

"First, Satella's face was similar to that of the prince of darkness. The second, Violetta smelled the miasma wicth of Satella's body. It's obvious that if the two things are connected, it fits." Minerva answered, making a complete rejection of Satella.

"Prince of darkness, Bellatrix is a specialist in lightning and fire magic, Satella ice magic, is not it." Bela the goddess Eris.

"Yes, maybe the dark prince's third magic is ice, it's impossible that in that long he doesn't learn anything new." Isyana.

"I'M NOT BELLATRIX!" Umbat Satella, very hurt.

"You make me hurt! But things don't have to be like this, do they?" Satella.

"I'm sorry for the emotion." Satella is now standing up.

"I'm not welcome here so I'm leaving right away. If you want to berate or insult please, but! Please don't tell me that I'm the incarnation of Bellatrix, that argument is taboo, do you understand? It would be as hard as I would be if a lot of people followed me into thinking that."

Satella can also nag, after being satisfied to blow his head and Satella sighed and left with a gesture of heartache.

"You guys!" The goddess Eris.

All quiet.

"You don't have to be like that either, right.anyways you don't know that silver hair girl yet." Said the goddess Eris, lecturing.

Satella left the room..

School hallway.

Satella walked in the hallway with a sad face. Occasionally rubbed his wet cheeks with his sleeves. Walk somewhere. Satella's choice was.

Library room..

Skips..

Library room.

Satella took a seat at the table position she used to take when reading. Compared to the second time loop, now this is the worst loop according to him. After he felt comfortable because he had a friend who was compatible with him. Then after the third loop so hostile to friends who have taken place in his heart it.

Sit down sweetly, open a magic textbook on the basics of dark magic.

"Miasma wict?" Murmured Satella.

"What's that?" Satella is dizzy.

Being silent and looking, know-tau someone comes and makes a sound..

"Miasma wicth is the smell that one smells when dealing with dark arts."

Satella turned to the person who was talking about it.

"I am the head of the library, my name is Freud."

He introduces himself as the head of a library named Freud. Satella focused on staring to listen, with a silent face.

"I'm glad that some students have a high curiosity and go to the library to explore knowledge." The head of the library.

"Em." Satella with a thin minimalist smile.

"Is there anything else you want to find out?" Ask the library chief.

"Ah. there." Satella exclaimed, the change in expression depicted on her face was now a little relieved.

"If you don't hear wrong it means that miasma is the scent of dark magic, yes. Someone gave off the scent of miasma after she put on dark magic, right." Satella says.

"The darker the more concentrated the smell of miasma. I mean dark magic is variable, there's low-level dark magic. Low-level dark magic is usually less dangerous, if in the hands of a good mage low-level dark magic brings more benefits. While top-tier dark magic usually requires sacrifice, such as magic that robs the life essence of the creature or robs its life."

Satella.

"Oh. I see, I haven't read too much." Satella muttered, soft-pitched.

"The higher the dark magic used, the more dense the smell. One more thing, the higher the level of dark magic, the more evil the requirements are to be able to use it."

"But if that person doesn't use dark magic at all but there's a thick miasma smell coming from his body, what's the reason?" Ask Satella.

"Easy it." The head of the library will raise his hand, preparing to explain.

Third time loop is quite heavy. Satella gets a rejection from a friend who used to be familiar with her. While he was figuring out the cause, the head of the library now explained.

~connect~