TAGGED: SILVER CHESS

11# MYTOMANIA

Damn, what kind of thing is this? I began to panic when I realized that I was scattered among the crowd.

A piercing fishy smell combined with the burning steam that penetrated the air forces. With a body that is almost squeezed by the crowd, the feeling of dizziness spread concentration. Ah this fucking synesthesia...

"Buntal fish! Pufferfish!"

"Sea cucumber! Sea cucumbers, they're all there!"

Argh, it doesn't feel so friendly! I quickened my pace, at times like this my vision was blurred by smoke. Foolish with the gate, the most important thing is my way of escaping from this place.

Ck, at times like this my legs are even stepped on, crazy against the current with a condition of 0.5 percent possibility. Exactly like a bored person living a life that is willing to be driven by the flow.. Instantly, my pair of legs felt no longer on their feet.

"Need help, princess? This sound! Pale hands appeared suddenly and were pulling strong. His figure sagged and broke through the crowd without turning around . "One thing that never changes from you Kanra, you always fail to take advantage of opportunities!"

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Inexhaustible, why destiny always brought us together, no matter where we were and it felt like it was my fate to continue to be by his side as a friend.

Atlaraca. The mysterious man constantly glanced up at the sky, I realized something else on him. Yes, although it may be only a glimpse.spherical eye lychee it is very difficult to dismantle.

"Now," no matter what he's doing, but from earlier my stomach is not being able to compromise, "tea tug, you've never had a drink, right?"

"Hm," he nodded and smiled faintly. "What are you doing here?"

"A-ah, shopping for raw materials, and yourself?" Damn, what's wrong with him? Why is he so much stranger today than before.

Atlaraka opened his mouth, without a word appearing hurriedly at the swift opening. Iris her gray eyes from there; staring at the dark sky without blinking. "Hey, Kanra.. I'm weird, right?"

"Hh, did you just realize? You're the most absurd guy I've ever met!" My great-grandson with spirit. " Let's say, what is it you're really doing here? Wait for.. You're not stalking me, are you?"

Beyond a doubt the guy chuckles, "for what? I didn't even know you were here, and why I had to throw away my precious day for a rough chick like you,"

Damn, this guy does not deserve to be pitied at all!

"Look at the fireworks" he whispered as soon as I almost left Atlaraka alone. "Any celebration of the sea festival, I must have come here to witness it, even with this I had to postpone the mission,"

See the fireworks? What the fuck, anyway? What is so special about fireworks at sea festivals?

" Hey, are you willing to tell me why?" Hesitating but I hope the guy understands the curiosity that fills my mind at the moment.

Silent. Atlaraka took a quick sip of his canned drink. Am I wrong?

"Actually from a long time ago I was always afraid.., afraid of meeting strangers, afraid of being exposed to camera blitz, and too afraid to socialize," Atlaraka let out a long sigh. "And now you're asking me to bring up the past? I feel scared again,"

"Fear..at me?" I pointed at myself . "Why? Because I'm fierce ? Ah, or because my brother threatened you?"

"Hff, yes no, where might I want to think about such a trivial matter," he said in an irritating tone. " I'm just afraid that after this I might make a difficult decision,"

The decision? Ah, what's inside his head, anyway? Just now the talk felt swirling without a clear and straightforward solution.

"Hey Atlaraka, share a little with me?" my door.

"What? My drink? You have your own,"

"You stupid wig! Anyway, why did I ask for a second-hand drink that stayed a little,"

" Next time, okay? The fireworks are about to start, and. By the way, you didn't go back to your brothers?"

Argh, he's starting to switch the conversation! But it is true that his flat martial face and his even annoying grin just disappeared..

"Fear. You're scared, aren't you?" I unconsciously held her fingers tightly. Warm. " Why don't you want to share a little of your burden with me?"

Instantly the silence felt gripping. Sea breeze ripples affecting the oral cavity. Waving the ends of clothes and strands of hair to dance in the air. The silvery hair was fluttering like a strand of white pigeon fur.

"Fourteen years ago, when I was seven years old, it felt like those moments were gripping," Atlaraka began hesitantly. "I never went to school, my parents said my level of understanding was different. Being above average for someone who doesn't understand is something that needs to be avoided,"

People above the average.. Ah, the Atlaraka is a genius, anyway..

"I've never had friends and hate flashy deeds. Alone and always afraid of the outside world with my abilities, I unconsciously attract people who want to use me."

The void is seen. Something the guy never showed me before.

"On my seventh birthday, it coincides with the celebration of the festival of the sea. I was very happy to be told that at the moment my name was chosen to represent my area in the field of technology, my parents promised to help me blend in and make friends with others. In other words, that way I'm no longer alone,"

I hope it's just an illusion, a clear coating over his pair of eyeballs. Highlight those eyes.I don't know why it feels so full of hatred.

"Hey, Kanra, I think today I'll be happy.", she was shaken violently. "When I count the fireworks, I don't know why what I have is missing one by one." Huskily.

Atlaraka crying? I swear, just heard this partial voice

. The guy told me in a sobbing tone. "W-what is this genius a curse? The curse that made me have trouble making friends? The curse that made me lose both my parents and my real life?"

Shit, I can't do anything about it. Just a pair of eyes that are burning and heating up. "That day I was kidnapped and both my parents were murdered before my eyes." Tears that fell fell on his clothes. " Why did the fireworks I was waiting for that night turn red and scary? Took me to a dark day in the tower..,"

"There is no way out, they just force me to do things that don't understand, hold me captive, and hit me until my work is done. Do you understand how I was doing at the time, Kanra? I. I'm just a kid who's being used non-stop! The broken fingers were crushed by the machine, the skin blistered with hard water.Every eye was almost blind.Even under such circumstances they forced me to crawl and continue to finish the job."

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Night sea festival.

The Mayor grinned broadly to find the boy tied to the chain. Atlaraka Nusantara, the genius boy is now in front of him with eyes full of fear and tears.

"His appearance was not much different from the usual snot boy," the pulling of the chains was rough. The paparazzi called out his name with a dazzling flash of blitz.

The silvery moon bias and the cold wind that pierced through his skin instantly felt piercing. Black thin t-shirt that is unable to minimize temperature. The child with pitch-black hair and eyes thrashed strongly; groaning many times as soon as the whip blisters tore at the skin.

"This kid has incredible potential! I am sure, this area will be safe and free from the threat of danger! This boy will be the murderer of sinners!"

That seven-year-old? Secretly Atlaraka clucked in contempt. His head that could not look up threw a look of disdain at the sycophants before him. Can't.he's quite covered with an electric shock that makes him unable to wart. Let it be this way, at least he heard the sickening pleasantries.

"We need only one sinner to destroy the other sinners!" The mayor raised his weak hand.

A child forced to kill. Tearing the entire stomach of the corpse with tears streaming down the tip of the cheek. How come? Which child can dismantle the organics of his own parents? From the point of logic even a child knows.

"Do it!" His collar was pulled strong, the look of those vicious eyes made him tremble in fear. Tears that fall are meaningless, although to the point of crying blood will not be useful... "Stupid! You're fucking!"

His head was hit repeatedly inviting a sharp pain that spread. "Do it!"

"Mom..mom.., hiks," just a body that's not intact. Ebony-black hair that was cut into a mess, stab wounds in the stomach, and eyeballs that were dismantled carelessly. The boy was only able to hug a stiff body and drenched in blood. " Mommy.get up! Where's the friend for, Raka? Why are you just silent? Hiks, where's the friend for Raka, ma'am? Hiks, mother liar!"

Grasping those pale hands tightly, "i-mom sick huh? Hix.. Hix.. Raka sleeps here yeah, next to mom.. Mom, can Raka sleep while hugging Mom?"

A pair of swollen eyes. "It's cold here... Mother is also cold, but take it easy Raka is not as cold as Mother, so Raka hugs mother yes, so that Mother does not get cold,"

And meaningless sadness.

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"What tool is this? You think with this low tech you can kill?!" Again the blow, Atlaraka ampai felt fed up with the prolonged pain. "Repair again!"

The dark, stepped place full of circular and silent stairs.in the tower that lived alone his tiny hands began to try to continue working. Objects that cause cold reactions or sometimes even heat burn. Without proper food or not eating at all. His eyes were almost never closed working alone in a quiet room while crying nonstop.

"Sick you said? No time for a vacation!" The mercilessness and compassion of the fragile petite body that was hit hard and the vigorous incision was proof that the pain must be dissipated from within him.

The pale and thin body crawled through the tower and put on a rusty big to hold water. Making traps to catch animals from a distance. Can't get yourself out of the tower, just by throwing the device through the window and pulling it with a rope, that's the way it can do it.

The following year, tragedy occurred. In order to complete a heavy project, the eight-year-old was forced to make a difficult killing device, either how many times his hands were clamped, his fingers missing one by one; cut off the object.

"It's okay, Raka," without tears falling down, Atlaraka crawled out a mechanical skeleton with the help of a mouth. Bemoan. But not as sad as that day.

"Learn it!" Thick books were dropped rough to the floor, "learn the anatomy section, and start dissecting!"

Feeling traumatized. But there is no reason to stop all of this. Although the body in front of which is the body of a thief or a criminal, but damaging his calm is something that does not want to be done, right?

"It hurts? When I take out your intestines... Are you feeling any pain?" Nasty whispers that are either useful or not. I'm sorry, huh? I'm a killer, you know,"

"And because I'm a murderer it means I'm a bad person. Mom says bad boys can't have friends... I want to have friends ... Want..," she said naively. "I'm bad, right?"

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" If you want to stop being my friend, I won't force you, anyway" What kind of talk is that? Isn't she the one who fussed about friendship? But again the guy always avoids eye contact. "A sinner like me doesn't deserve to make friends, so if you want to get away from my side ..I have no reason to keep you with me,"

Ck, shit, "well, I'm gone,"

That guy seems really hit. A killer who showed me his weakest side.

Hff, Kanra, please don't act stupid at times like this.. If you still want that Atlaraka by your side, you should.. Argh, forget!

I pull my hair strap down and cover my ears as tightly as possible. Don't listen to her voice, because the sweet taste is fake!

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Twenty-first birthday. Before the fireworks came that very second he had already lost. Although painful but it's okay.. Atlaraka will definitely try to keep himself afloat. Continually lying and believing his own lies becomes part of him as a mythophobia.

"Last year lost the sense of taste, had to make sensory and plant it on the tongue, and now? Should I make a fake friend too?" The guy held back his front hair that was blushing softly. "You artificial friends from plastination are too risky..But if it's silicone..,"

Atlaraka let out a long sigh, "but they have no feelings, Raka..,"

Right, inanimate objects are still inanimate objects. They will work under a control and controlled system. No one is stubborn and dissident. However, rather than that, fishpot is better.

"Ah, have you started, huh?" Atlaraka realized, looking up at the sky. It's okay he has indeed mengikhlaskan. despite trying to stall but the tip will certainly be like this.. And most importantly, should he drag the clueless chick into his real cursed life?

"If next year I lose my life.. How?"

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"Lho, Kanra, I told you, don't go far! If you're missing, Ryn's gonna nag you to my ears!" Zoel pulled my hand tight, "the stuff I bought, so-"

" Hey Zoel, if you were in my position, what would you do?" I'm sure my face is paled now.

"Huh?" He frowned, "that's it, if it's too late the bus left, you know! Tomorrow morning we'll have to work extra!" Shit, less sensitive.

"Zoel, this is bad! What am I supposed to do?"

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The explosion of fireworks in the sky drew the entire direction of the boy's focus. With the glare of my eyes his smile expanded to find a spark of fire in the air. Chilly. At that moment, the wind that blew quite fiercely brushed his hair and clothes wildly.

"It's okay," Atlaraka muttered lightly. There are no more tears to get rid of the pain. He who does not hope especially to fight the decree. No, enough time is slowly burying itself in solitude.

Loneliness has become an inseparable part of him. "You he left is fine for me, too,"

THE PLAQUE! A powerful slap slid down without waiting for him to turn around. " Liar!"

With disordered breath and tears falling down the girl stepped closer steadily. Her long hair was scattered; dancing in the air... That face..Why is it so unexpected?

"Sorry but-" choked. The man threw away the sight of finding a figure before him until this emotion. Staring at him with anger and gestures full of fear. He doesn't understand.

"Why do you always lie to yourself?! Why is the guy in front of me who claims to be my friend still questioning my whereabouts by his side?!"

"I don't want to involve you"

Disconnected. As soon as Kanra who suddenly pulled him into the crib, the guy could not dwell anymore. Warm. The body that was currently hugging; shaking grabbed him tightly. "Hiks.. Hicks,"

Although in the past when he did not know Kanra further, he often did a lightning hug. But this time why does it feel different? Is it because of that growing feeling? The feeling that made her nervous was so Kanra never left from and by her side.

"Say you decided to leave?" A faint mutter without a tone but it made him feel domineering.

"Stupid, I didn't say I'd be gone forever. Shit, I guess you're not that stupid," still sobbing. Warm tears that fall over the skin of the neck. "There I am, although I'm not very reliable. Share your burden on me, I'm not afraid of anything! Forget about your status that makes me sick as soon as you reveal it endlessly! It doesn't matter to me,"

Really do.. A pair of moving hands returned his hugs inside. Why does the girl always slap him with words? Showing that he is still able to survive in the midst of the ravages of his world black.

Wanna cry. As soon as he dared to darken his face on the girl's shoulders. It was as if the burden of his heart gradually began to subside. "Don't go from my side..," also spilled tears and words stuck on the tip of the tongue, irregular breathing; a mix of relief was also nervous. "Please don't..," words filled with hope.

"I will always be by your side" whispered weakly but able to feel deeply. "Don't be afraid, I will definitely help you get up, throw away those shackles that are blocking you. You're there so you don't have to lie to yourself anymore."

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" Where have you been, anyway? See how long Son's been fussy asking to go home?" Ryn looks upset, in his arms little Son sleeps with the rest of his tears cheeked.

"Sorry, Kanra was whining to see fireworks," said to melt the atmosphere see Zoel melt the atmosphere. "Let's just look at her eyes, like that,"

"Siala, Zoel, you're such a bitch!"

The warning eyes were shown to me. "I told you, those fireworks don't taste good, you still want to see them!"

Ryn frowned. "So you're crying because of that?"

Just because of that. Because of unexpected events, there are seconds of fireworks that explode; before the beautiful light dims and burns out as soon as it falls out of sight.

" If you wanted to watch the fireworks at least you told me first, you'd have to pick up the bus ticket so that if you could see it for longer" she pulled the end of my hair that was split open without a tie." You troublesome sister,"

" It's troubling, but you love him, right?" Ah, Zoel, that bloke sniggered subtly, embracing me warmly as if hinting through telepathy."Your sister's acting a lot, but she's proud, you know!"

" Ah come on," I'm hauling my double cage. "Let's go home!"

"Really, huh? You're not interested in watching the show anymore?"

My steps stopped for a moment, looking at Ryn with a warm look. "One look is enough, I'm satisfied to see it,"

Yeah, that smile. Relief was reflected in his concentrated ash eyes. The eyes that looked at me with gratitude. And that was enough, he had trusted me and let out all the bitterness to match the sweetness of his voice. Thats enough.

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"You did what I suggested?" Zoel whispered slowly as the bus sped its way through the mangrove forest.

" Thank you, yeah. It seems like he has calmed down a bit," I glared far away. "I was confused as soon as I saw her shaken to such an extent, but she thought I was running away from her instead,"

Ryn and Son are asleep. There was a relief because we could freely speak together.

"Don't waste it, Kanra, he's a guy who can keep up with you." The guy sighed.

" What do you mean?"

" Well, remember when we were in school? When you were treated as a courier by your girlfriends.I was -"

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"Hey give me my letter to him! You didn't hear ya?" The man in the checkered uniform was snarling, slamming small things at the sharp-eyed guy.

" I don't want to!" Cold rejection was always said over and over again, "who do you think you are? Ruled me like that?"

" Bad shit!" A hard punch hit his face." What kind of twin are you? Though Kanra herself often helps her friends express her feelings for you right ?"

"Hh," the grin is skewed as soon as it finds the word. The female disciples cried out so fiercely that he finished off the disgusting figure before him. "I know differently! You like her because Kanra is beautiful, right? I won't let him be with a guy like you!"

"Next..once I know any man who wants my twin just because I look, I will definitely finish!"

The guy ransacked the locker and threw out the contents. The risk to many loved ones is certainly much hated. Every day he had to do the same thing, emptying Kanra's locker and taking out the trash one by one.

Hatred, pseudo-feelings, insults, and false praise must all be destroyed. His twin must live life as himself. Although her social skills were very poor, she wanted to see how she struggled to make friends.

"Zoel, after this..," those eyes sparkled with a wide smile. " I'm moving to Edelwis High School!"

Big bang. "If by changing schools alone has made you happy until like this how will it continue?"

You'll fight Kanra alone! Alone because he was no longer by her side.

"You can't cheat my PR, watch me sing while cheering like crazy, make a fuss,"

"I don't care," his great-grandson was weak, the look in his eyes rose to collide with him. "I don't want to burden you anymore.. Nnnnope. I want to fight on my own,"

Stupid, if only he hadn't met Atlaraka, the chick would have run out; smashed to pieces.

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"Hi Kanra! Well, I'm sleeping first!" The guy nags loudly, "tomorrow morning just watch out-Argh!"

That night the atmosphere was soaring. Silent and peaceful, in my dream I saw fireworks that glowed with the figure of Atlaraka who was no longer alone.

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Next chapter: 11# MEMORY PIECES

See how Atlaraka dismantles Kanra's traumatic side!