NOVPUBCyra was feeling dizzy from seeing the same green cactus for the past hour, 'green, green...' she shook her head trying to remove those hypnotic whispers from her mind.
''I wish I had my phone,'' she said those words out loud in a reminiscing tone. if she had her phone, she would play a game on it or chat while she walks. she felt a yawn rising from her throat. She felt bored and sleepy. Zane stopped walking, he turned to her,
''what's a phone?'' Zane's curious question woke her up, she looked at him and saw he was being serious with his question. her eyes bugged.
''Huh? You don't know what a phone is?'' she stretched her hands to check his temperature. maybe the sun is affecting him.
''Am being serious?'' Zane removed her hand from his head.
''ha ha...you joking. wait... you being serious. You don't know what a phone is?'' she saw Zane's eyes blink at her innocently.
she looked at him up and down '' How old are you? Were you born here?'' she asked these in a low tone, her face without a trace of a smile. 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
In her mind, she prayed she didn't touch an underaged child. Her heart was already beating fast.
Because what she could gather about the people here from Cyra's memories from when this body read a hidden document. There was an expedition to explore this chaos space 20 years ago if it was livable for humans and none got back from the other side.
The queen banned the chaos space and sealed it off to never see the light of day but obviously, that was impossible because she was standing in this godforsaken place. so by her calculations, if he is born here he would be either 16 or 15 because it takes time for the embryo Forge to create a life.
''I regained consciousness here,'' Zane answered the second question trying to gloss over the first. Cyra felt her brain shut off, and she covered her mouth with her hands ''oh ... what have I done.'' she assumed due to his answer. She sat on the ground and looked at him in a pleading gaze.
''please tell me how old you are. I want the truth!'' she shouted, her nails dug into the ground, trying to suppress the memories of her dead friend. Zane wrapped his hands around himself, biting his lips so hard that it bleed. he opened and closed his mouth, trying to force words out of his mouth but he couldn't. when he saw Cyra's blank stare. he felt panicked, he had pushed her to the brim.
''am old enough.'' he forced out. but Cyra was out of it in her mind where flashes of Diana jumping over a roof, her lifeless body staring at her as if blaming her for her father's deed. ''no no ... am not like him. '' she started scratching herself creating long red marks on her body, she scratched so hard, wanting to peel off her flesh. it was like she felt no pain and kept on scratching as she kept on murmuring ''am... not like him.''
''Cyra!'' Zane hugged her tight trying to stop her from wounding herself. seeing she was in her world and couldn't hear him. he tapped her neck, knocking her out.
he summoned greed and flew out of the cactus forest with Cyra in his hands. he held her closer to him. he could have told her the truth if he knew she would react this way. he moved her hair from her face and caressed her softly, his eyes were filled with unasked questions.
Cyra felt water under her feet, opening her eyes, she was standing in a dark space. She looked around in a daze and walked instinctively. She felt familiar with the space not that she remembers being here.
''hello! Is anyone here?'' her voice echoed back to her. She walked and her feet caused a ripple on the floor, she felt the air getting colder. she felt a numbing chill enter her bones, walking forward felt like her legs were a robot with a screw loosed and she felt pain with every step she takes.
she stopped moving, bending to sit, and her body sank into the water. bubbles floated out of her mouth as she struggled to go up. she felt her body getting weaker- sinking, Everywhere covered entirely with darkness. but she felt her emotions calm and peaceful.
''it's not time to merge'' these words whispered into her ears, as she lost consciousness.
