Cyne Mother, Felicia Cousin.

"I want to leave this world."

Ayesha looked at the old man that sitting on top of the huge stone near the Chinese styled pool.

the old man opened his eyes and looked straight into her eyes.

"you do know the consequences for that, right?"

his eyes narrowed. but the woman didn't budge from that.

'for my family, I do anything for them.'

"it's not like the Earth were lack of protectors. they could hold on without me."

the so called 'Earth Protectors', how dare they called themselves that if they only hid themselves when there's a future threat growing.

"I just want to inform you, before going."

"sure, sure."

the old man has this 'your're helpless.' expression on his face as he watched her back into the distance.

'but...is it true that we could hold on without her?'

the old man closed his eyes whilst his mind wandered over the matter.

...

"we're gonna pick up Cyne!?"

Alysha raised her voice. while thinking wether if her mother went crazy for losing his son.

"you just thinking something rude, don't you?"

Ayesha knocked onto her daughter head. but didn't expect that she exaggerated them.

"damn, mom, y-you even hit your daughter...we should go to mental hospital right now!"

Ayesha pulled her cheek with both hand. and also...without slightest mercy.

"awh I'm sowrry, mom!"

...

Alysha were forced to pack up her belonging and went to her mother bedroom.only to see a gate in the middle of the room.

"let me carry that."

whilst she were still in a daze her mother took her bag and put them on her storage space.

"surprised? this [Gate] were an Artifact that I made to come back into this world."

Alysha snapped from her dazed state. but it went blank once again when her mother said that.

did that means it could cross the world?

what is this game like plot?

"this might feel uncomfortable for the first time, but bear with it, okay?"

she grabbed Alysha hand and went inside the opened Gate without giving her daughter a change to process the information in her head.

....

"Felcia!"

to Felicia that sound were like a plague that should be avoided.

"guh."

Felicia didn't had the time to evade the attack from this little brat. the shock from her stomach were just too much for her to bear!

damn it!

she trembled as she took few step back, slowly crouched whilst holding her stomach with both of her hand.

"c-could you stop doing that as your greeting?"

head butting my stomach is not a form of greetings, okay?

"no? felcia yours is hard. it's not soft like mom."

Felicia: "..."