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Introduction:

Date: 16/4/2120

Location: Rose Vita city, the north of Las Vita province.

Population: 10 million.

House of Aligners: Court of Immortality.

Who are they? The first army of Las Vita, They are.

Duty: They have been protecting Vita throne from underworld threats; aligning the solidity of the Vita cycle. They are acting as medicines on inmost wounds. The order of spirits who are hunting troublemaker-darkling shadows.

The requirement for joining them: Unpredictable.

Information will be updated…

Do not marvel, although living in Rose Vita, I never wanted to dangle with these people. But I could not fight my destiny. I summoned them, unintentionally. You know, in the wrong place I made a quick wish!

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Where I was? And how it had begun.

On the edge of life span, it could be. I found myself stumbling and wending through Sakura and Acer palmatum forest route. While I was holding the golden string, that I received from the weaver. Tightly, I squeezed it in my hand, the same as one would a piece of treasure.

I did not know what I had done or was about to do!

A soft chilling breeze kissed every single wound on my body. It tried to consort my pain but not sure if it could sort this out.

The road was muddy and slippery making it tougher to walk forth; besides turning my stomach.

I wanted to leave there and find help! However, my vision went hazy and barely allowed me to see where I was trying to go.

I saw the lights, but before asked for help, I knocked down near the shrine. What a misery. My head burned and ached waywardly.

Red, pink, green… All other Colors blended as if a submerged brush into water glass let the inks twisted and made a teasing vortex. A beautiful natural illustration changed to a devilish one and then turned all the way black.

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What happened?

In a night I made an oath with them, with the immortality court that I hated.

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I was in an absolute zero boundary of the universe that we live in. It was all white light, jailed me within; seemed the white color devoured the whole environment. Like a canvas, ready to be painted, it supposed to be or not; anyway, to my hazy lingered brain it considered that way.

Not a single noise I could hear to realize where it can be! Visibly, nor hell, nor heaven or even Rose Vita; my loving home.

However, I was not sure if the colors were allowed to materialize over here. She was standing right towards me. It looked as if the old Lady always wearing a smile on her face. Anyways, what was the point of showing it to me?

The smile on my face had dried a long time ago. Neither tears had abled to rush down my eyes; not anymore, tears allowed me to feel them on my burning cheeks.

It seemed everything had sunk down into a hole, where no one could track. You could sense that I was the only dark spot in that clean glorious space! Like a fly on a sheer clean paper, which left a dark shit!

I was asking myself repeatedly, 'What does she want from me?'

I could feel the running wet on my right hand and forehead. Everywhere loaded in silence, and I heard the drops that have been dribbling down clearly. Surely, very pestering. I glanced at it.

It was my blood, but I could not remember if anything had happened to make me hurt. Look, another reason to say I was a fifth wheel and it was not a place of a noisy person like me!

The scent of blood wafted, giggled into my nose and it was like the time you swallowed an iron pill and burped afterward! However, I could not feel the pain; unlike it, I was merely fine! Very fine. Did it mean that I said hail to a grim reaper? In spite of this, she had no blade to rip my ass off!

Was she an angel or a demon? Or one of those annoying divine immortal beings who had been walking around, making people under contract. Moreover, I was living in Las Vita province and nothing had gone odd in a huge place with forty million civilizations. I was still astounded.

"Who are you?" I asked, not so sure if she would be inclined to introduce herself that easily.

"Does it matter?" Her teeth glinted.

As I guessed, she replied, very puzzling. Was she supposed to answer like that? Formulating things clearly and letting them out was not so damn hard! My brain usually cannot progress complicated states and would rather go straight ahead. Yet, she did not look sneaky to scare me!

"Not to me, but you look familiar. Did we meet before?" I answered, but I was curious about the skin just like a cat, which would rather die but get what it aimed to gain! She did not bother to reply to what I wanted to hear and I hated it. I did not let it appear on my face.

"Where are we?" I persisted in asking questions, but with that nonsense beam on her face, I believed that we might not end up this to a nice conversation.

"You are asking wrong questions; ask me the correct one," She studied my mind, certainly. Yet, playing to try my patience. It was witty!

I considered it as a new sort of school to kick us use our brains as their desires lead them! Or could it be clowns school! It was biting my pride. It did not feel easy to ask her the question I wanted to know. Yes, I was frightened that I might be dead or about to die. But before it struggled in that place.

"Well, tell me, what happened to me? Can you bring me back to my normal life?" I released the locked breath in my chest out afterward. Why would it be so tough to accept! I do not know. Well, she was too wicked for forcing me to say those words while she knew what I inwardly had aimed to ask, so far.

"Oh, so that's her! Tell me, where did you cast her?"

The voice echoed right behind me. As I turned in her direction, my legs trembled and drove me two steps away from where I was standing. A beautiful White Crane it was, with many flame-like tails brushing the floor.

Her golden eyes were glinting out some stars. I started to count the tails and seemed she did not like me peering at her tails! She frowned and bared her claws. My eyes fumbled, not intentionally fixed on her! Damn, my question was yet flying in the air may be dancing to gain attention and achieve the answer. Being there could make me a poet after all!

"She looks horrible, what happened to her?" I did not expect it. She scolded me like this! My heart was melting to hear the hidden answers. Not yet, I caught the first answer when another vast question had just shown up, the Crane.

"Flame tails, God no way. This is so freaking scary!" Actually, I did not mean to scream out those words or act so grossly, but even if I was dead, seeing her, sounded unbelievable! She could not comprehend how awkward my situation was. I definitely disrespected her because as soon as I said that, she transformed into a stunning Lady.