TAGGED: SILVER CHESS

15# THE REAL GAME

On Sunday morning, Zoel and I were busy draining the aquarium to the point of being shiny. The great arowanas were moved for a moment into a special container. While rubbing his face Zoel sometimes chatter about his career in the music world.

"I thought it was a joke, but it turns out that the invitation to perform at the famous concert was not a dream!" Said the guy was hiding his enthusiasm. "By the way you can watch me Kanra and don't forget to ask your girlfriend to come along,"

I snorted, brushing my hair to drive away the heat. "Not my girlfriend, you idiot! He's Atlaraka! At-la-ra-ka!"

"Huh? Truly a god-level prestigious chick, until when are you going to cover it up?" Zoel giggled small until his reddish hair was shaken. "My swoon was bad, huh?"

"Ck, whatever," that Zoel is a really shitty guy!

"Well, by the way on your birthday me and Ulrich had a visit to the tower, you know! I think that's where Atlaraka lives, but there's no settlement around, either,"

Gluey! Loincloth.. I don't know what would happen if the tower was dismantled.. How many bodies does that guy hide? Ah, don't mind it, if he knows the real figure of that guy what can I do?"

"The tower seems not to have been left for a long time,"

It was true, after all, it seemed like the guy had deliberately made a tower that looked dirty with mossy walls.

"But..,"

Please don't.

Don'tdon't.

My heart beats faster than usual. Unknowingly splashing water created stains on the fibers of my clothes.

"There is a garden of flowers! I'm sure a girl like you would be fascinated by that place!"

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The hypnotic incident happened a few days ago, but it did not dampen the cold war in my family, because I returned after three days disappeared. Several times I called Jae hoping Lumia was okay with him.

"He's fine, really, maybe just a little tired but he's not hurt at all. Relax, Kanra. Rest, if only I were at home I'd have drawn your hand so as not to run around in bed!"

"Ahaha," fake laughter without tone. I swear, until this moment I dare not say. No. gabe. Especially to realize Lumia's wish for Jae to leave her. I'm sure Jae will be devastated once I say that unwarranted thing.

"Yeah, Kanra, you don't think too much about the no-no. I heard you're still not well, eat a lot and rest enough, at any time I might send a lot of stir-fry your favorite vegetables,"

"Yes," just up here. Now my esophagus is suddenly dry. Really can't...

"By the way, Kanra, study diligently..Don't you graduate later you want to become an engineer?"

" Any yeah,"

"Because it's excited, don't get too preoccupied with your relationship with Ah, what's her name? The atlaraka?"

I swallowed a rough spit. "He's just a friend,"

"Ahaha, yes, but be careful with him, instead of women and men who are always together it is impossible if one of them does not store more feelings?"

I glanced in annoyance, "that only applies to Jae and Lumia,"

"What's wrong with being careful, Kanra..," she cried bitterly, "I worry about you,"

Ah no, Jae. Right now I'm the one who worries about you.

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"Go with Joy?" Zoel squinted for a moment, maybe he was a little disappointed or maybe he was disappointed. "Are you sure Joy won't leave Kanra alone? There are many beautiful women, you know!"

Don't lure it like that, you idiot! It felt like my hands were starting to itch to do a direct blow that would land freely on my twin cheeks.

" No ah, I already have a boyfriend anyway" Joy replied. The guy flicked his ebony black hair rough.

"Away for a week" the man grunted indifferently.

"This time I'm serious, he's my dream! A pretty chess player girl!"

Whatever. No one believes Joy is so much about girls. But this time I felt like I had no other choice! Jae who was no longer by my side, then Rue who began to busy himself with college assignments, Ryn who was busy struggling with the little Son and Ulrich who were busy with library books. There's no other choice.

"Here's the ticket, come in because you got a free VIP ticket," the exotic-skinned guy handed me two platinum ticket flyers. "Let's the afternoon, because the amusement park will be full as soon as night falls. Now, it's the night of the turn of the year, right,"

"Yes, calm down, leave it to your brother,"

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This sensor sounds loud. Small lights flashing. The clock tower is surrounded by weathered and dusty stairs. Sometimes storing mines by themselves once the footing is cracked, the entire staircase collapses unceasingly.

Atlaraka positioned a cautious pace. More complicated than the stairs. The weathered stairs are not only circular but also sometimes stepped. Large mosaic glass smuggles colorful light biases. The light hit him, creating an incredible color gradation on his eyeballs and hair that contrasts in the darkness .

Must quickly eradicate it. With breath gasping and white steam airing on his foot steps bermaterial wood willow one by one.

The abandoned building. It was a pity, his silk-covered tiles were patterned cracking creating a new pattern. The ruby red color domes glowed faintly covered in dust and spider webs.

"Dead ... die..," he laughed shattering silence. "And your girl has to die too!"

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"Not cool, ah, your style is so-so!" Joy's criticism once got me dressed normally. Fool, what matters is that I keep a promise to Zoel. "Now, be a girl even if it's just a day,"

"Why?" I'm glaring impatiently.

"Great surprise for Zoel later," the boy pulled an asymmetrical lip, "and who knows Zoel's boyfriends will be lured to you later!"

Damn it, my brother is still.. Without a word I pulled that brightly colored stelan. It was futile to engage a lot with that guy, who had his time and energy drained to no avail.

"Ets, Kanra, don't wait a long time, I'll wait in front,"

"Whatever,"

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Towards dusk, stand-stand with a vertical pattern ticking the corners of the place. Giant bianglala towering almost beyond the big towers made with brick and stone shades of sparkling red.

It looked solid if it wasn't Joy who pulled my arm roughly, maybe my body had been swallowed by the crowd. Joy has an above average height, strapping, and athletic. It's only natural that suddenly my third brother is in the spotlight. Joy is a famous athlete who is on the rise, attention becomes a common thing for him.

With black solid sports shirts and long training subordinates accentuate an athlete with his gentle side at once. Yeah, if only he hadn't pulled me like a little pet who lost his chain.

"Just twenty minutes, you hungry?" Through the tail of his eyes he glanced.

"Can, as long as it's cheap, our pocket money is not much, is not it?" Remembering the pocket money given by Ryn this morning, it seems that the guy is quite calculated by cutting a quarter of the pocket money each of us once we know the price of rice goes up.

"Then just wait here first, you guard the seat and I'm the messan,"

Basic likes to arbitrarily.know-know his back disappeared swallowed by the crowd. A faint smile was ethereally scratched.

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"Fruit satay?" A distinctive sound that resembles the taste of passion fruit out through the oral cavity disperse daydreams.

"A long time anyway? You must be preoccupied with talking to the waitress, huh?" My sizzle once found a pretty girl waving. " Said you've got a boyfriend ?"

"Talking isn't supposed to be a problem, is it?" He bit his pineapple no matter, "somehow I prefer my girlfriend, he's the best chess player like you, anyway,"

"Beautiful?"

Joy chuckled again. Making a strong sense of passion fruit mixed with saliva.

"Actually rather than beautiful, I'm actually quite amazed with-"

"Basic of the brain of the short!" I cut it fast.

" Hey hey, you're cutting at will. I like his thinking to know! Aluna is average-looking but has a strong desire to realize her dream! I'm sure a girl like that is worth fighting for, especially she's pretty cold and cranky,"

True, my Joy is attracted to a girl for anything other than her looks. Yeah, I hope this is the last one.

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It's unbelievable. The figure before him resembled someone. He grinned broadly damaging to the mind of the owner of the original identity. "Why, Atlaraka, do you have any doubts?"

It is similar even his voice.

The guy stepped back, the nano-technology device crashing down creating the sound of a small boom once it hit the floor. A little more, but he felt unable.

" What's up, Raka? This figure before you is just an illusion," the woman stepped lightly. "Let's kill me, kill me my son Raka!"

Her delicate steps raised her nata water at the corner of her watery eyes. Memories revolve in the mind.

"Come, come with me Raka, we die together. Your mother's gonna give you a lot of friends in nature there,"

Heart melos. The fingers touched her smooth cheeks.

"Don't mess with mom's body!" Shouts. It was as if painting little by little that his emotions were overflowing. Scratches on a pair of eyelids, elongated stitches, everything... "Stop! Stop that!"

"You stupid boy deserves to die!"

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Floodlight flashing dazzling, 3D effect scattered coloring corner of space. However, this massive music concert certainly never plays with perfroma. Incredible indeed, but the obstacle is the taste. I swallowed a rough spit, for some reason I was a little unfriendly to the guitar and drum quotes. The taste was sickening to tear the stomach contents of it.

"Let's welcome our famous band, Zet Boys!"

Thankfully, at least Zoel's voice was able to dampen this sense of bragging for a moment. Fresh curry, although I admit I do not really like the taste of curry that is spicy and sharp but still, the sound is the first sound that our cries burst.

"Good, Zoel," Joy commented on a satisfied smile I had barely seen. Although it looks good, but I know behind it they both care for each other. Zoel who always wants to be relied on and Joy who does not care even though he is less reliable. Go backwards.

"This is my special perfroma, I dedicate specifically to my sister Joy Eltasia who sucks and my troublemaking twin, Kanra Anastasia!" On stage Zoel drew an asymmetrical smile. Full of confidence but ...

"Damn it!" Joy and I spoke together.

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Impossible. The guy hit the hard rock wall without putting up a fight. Several times I slammed his body hard but it feels he can not hurt the body of the woman. The body belonged to his mother. It could be that the gray hair skinned it and made it as a durable material. But this is outrageous!

"Is something wrong, Raka? Or do you want to die sooner, huh?"  Let the knife hit the end of his arm. Tear, a deep red liquid soaks the floor. The shiny silver metals poked slowly. Without bones. His bones had been fractured and shattered before this incident arrived.

"Aragh!" Only groaning endured the overwhelming pain once the thread of the blade tore it apart slowly. No matter what the circumstances, he still chose to dodge - crawl hunting windows or drop down from the stairs.

It's better than hurting his own mother's body. Shadows of contempt once the body was torn a little. It was like her unstoppable tears were falling down her cheeks.

If only he could, it would have re-enfranchised the body. He breathed out all the yearning as his mother always comforted him because he had no friends.

It was impossible to break that hand.His skin belonged to a gentle woman who always helped him swing around after a walk and visit the playground. Belonging to the dearest woman who stroked her head, framing her body gently.

And it would be a mistake if he dared to ruin that face. Her soft smile seemed to stare at her as if to say that she would never be alone; there was always the mother who believed in her, a comfortable place to lean on.

"Stupid," once again his body hit the end of the window sill, sending a sense of dizziness struck. It hurt, but it never hurt that day. His eyes again filled with tears.

He wants to live.

Living with happiness.

Living with normal.

" Kill me!" The pointy-tipped thing was dropped touching the tip of his foot. He grinned waiting for the match.

With a trembling hand Atlaraka closed his eyes and grabbed the object. 'Kill' he said? A slanted grin was on his face. He prepares a swing with a pair of shaky legs. " I'm not going half-way, then,"

"Good with that" his words choked as Atlaraka ran past him. Stripped the mosaic glass to pieces. The body fell into the air, pulled out its white hair and ended up hitting the surface of the pavement. Lost after.

Sure oes. Rather than killing his guardian angel, it would definitely not be half-and-half.

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"Damn it, that Joy !" The guy was preoccupied with chatting with the waitress to forget me. A full-blown bianglala with strands of lights becomes the only benchmark. It's nice to see it, maybe ride it a little tensely realizing how close it is to the sky and away the concrete surface down there.

Should I take one of my brothers or Atlaraka sometime?

Ah, how bad it is these few days that he disappeared, not in the tower. Is he okay? or indeed intentionally. after daring to kiss my forehead he had not dared to show his face for fear of being beaten.

Teng.

Teng.

Strange things that make me stunned. Damn, that guy turned out to be setting up a wire! It was almost transparent and blinked as it sounded.

Cannot be removed. What the hell, this thing? And the severity of this thing attracted attention. While clucking as I step on the crowded streets. The way to turn it off is probably only Atlaraka knows. But where is it? The guy's missing somewhere.

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Chilly. The river water washes away the pores. Atlaraka's eyelids closed quietly, losing consciousness. His body floated with the flow.

Much nicer. At least he had time to roll down in the swift flow of the river. There was still a chance to survive and survive in his helplessness.

There is still someone who is the reason for living. Yeah, it didn't disappear completely. For a moment the stranded body touched the cold edge. There was no energy to stand up, his consciousness had been snatched away.. He just needs to wait and wait for time. Hopefully he quickly realized that his body did not turn blue stiff, and hopefully his energy recovered to be able to stand up and go home to the tower. Sipping instant noodles and waiting for it to cool while working on a big project. Or maybe wait for Kanra.. Ah, how long has it been, but as hard as he can he buried the overflowing longing over his chest. For her sake.don't just.she doesn't want the girl to get hurt.

In the silence the sound of foot-hunting creates domino-domino along with the rushing stream. May the good man be merciful to extend a hand to the senista creature himself. Hope so.

"At-la-hiks," something warm touched him. Hugged it tightly. "Wake up, fool!"

He knows this voice. Kanras?

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What kind of a guy is that? All I know is that human anatomy doesn't mix with machines. Must I dress? Anxiety rolled to find the figure never realized. Shit, he must be feeling cold.

It's hard enough to take him away. He's trapped in an underground channel. Just pulling it to a dry place is the only option. Her clothes were wet, the red liquid was splashing against her white color. A skeleton-like device inside moved up and down and the rest broke.

I can't be weak. Nah!

I wipe the tears slowly. Since when did I turn into a whiny girl?  Crying will not solve the problem!

But why. The anxiety that hit makes me feel anxious fear of loss.

"It's okay" whispered weakly. Ash-mannered eyes stared at meu. "Don't worry about me. Don't..,"

You idiot! If only the rancid guy could read the pettiness that made my mind feel rotated to a dead end.

If only...

I slumped, my head touched his mother's chest. His heart beats occasionally. I raise my face, holding back the crying. He played me. "You trying to die, huh?"

It was as if saying such a difficult thing. Really inexhaustible!

Weak grin etched, "was,"

Good, he's crazy! Absolutely insane!

"But now a bad girl is looking at me cynically" slowly but somehow irritatingly. His fingers reached me, pulling some hair. " It remains my reason for survival,"

"So you won't try to die?" Ogre. It was as if fear was overflowing.

"Ahaha, what's wrong with you, Kanra?" He laughed bitterly, the guy threw a rough spit. " I like you the usual, though,"

Tbc.

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