Ten days. In ten days he was able to put an end to two
Dead Apostle Ancestors, charm the True Ancestor and use his Mystic Eyes better
than me. Just what is Shiki Tohno capable
of?
Not
more than you if your confidence has been shattered. He’s most certainly not as good at
housekeeping.
Don’t let
it get you down. It was really just a
string of coincidences according to Arcueid.
The boy just had a lot of luck when it came down to it.
I know that in a fight I have the
clear advantage, and I understand his thinking when he fights because I also
have Mystic Eyes of Death Perception. If
I didn’t have my supernatural abilities I’d probably be the same way. But I have my powers, and yet all I could do
is fend of Roa’s legion of the Dead whenever they came after me. And Shiki, with only his Nanaya clan training
and Mystic Eyes, managed to kill two Dead Apostle Ancestors with a knife. It makes me wonder what the point to my training
even was.
You never
know what else is going to happen.
Strange things attract strange things.
If what you want is just something to justify the work you put in it’ll
come.
I just
hope when it does you can continue to come home in one piece afterwards. There’s nobody else to do the cleaning.
With my gripes out of the way it’s
time to actually recount what I’ve been through. Roa had taken a slight interest in my powers
and wanted to find a way to control me.
He would send numerous turned citizens after me on the nights I wasn’t
home. I was able to save some people
before they were turned, but I can count on my fingers how much the stars
aligned for that to happen. During one
of those nights I was able to meet Arcueid Brunestud before Shiki killed her. I was mesmerized by her appearance, and some
part of me was even amazed by the grace she had while dealing with the Dead
like they were made of paper.
She almost went to attack me had I
not in my haste to clear up the misunderstanding tripped over some scattered
trash and fallen on my face. It must
have made her realize I wasn’t a threat because she laughed at me and offered
to help me up. We briefly talked and
became acquaintances. I got a sense of
deja-vu during our meeting, but didn’t mention anything to her. It would be only a few days later that Shiki
would dismember her. Nine days later,
the city returned to normalcy thanks to Shiki.
A lot happened between him and Arcueid, but I didn’t question it. I ended up befriending Shiki and those around
him, giving me that same sense of deja-vu.
His “sister” and Karen ended up getting along better than I would have
thought. And their maids, Kohaku and
Hisui, felt like we were kindred spirits since I’m Karen’s butler, even if I
don’t don nearly as much work as them.
It’s been a year since I
transferred, and my strange dreams have only gotten more vivid and
detailed. Adventures in fantastical
lands, beings of immeasurable power, and friends I spent what felt like a
lifetime with. I can’t change the things
that happen in the dreams, but what goes on feel natural, fated almost. Maybe they really are memories of some past
life, as Leo and Karen believe. Summer
is fast approaching, and I’ve got a feeling something big is going to happen
again.
* * *
Full Moon
My suspicions were unfortunately
correct and something did happen.
Another Dead Apostle showed up, one that couldn’t be taken down through
normal means. The Night of Wallachia. A Dead Apostle that had ascended past the
normal mortal coil, and become something akin to a concept. Friends and foes alike were drawn into the
conflict to decide the fate of Misaki Town.
An alchemist named Sion arrived shortly before things went down to try
and counter it/him.
Wallachia had the ability to create
manifestations of beings based on rumors and memories. What this meant for me was having to deal
with manifestations of things from my…past lives? It’s hard to tell, as they all treated me
like the same person and not multiple.
They were all either a rival or some sort of clone judging by how they
spoke to me with contempt and some form of respect. I hate to admit it, but there was even a manifestation
of myself that embodied the fear of losing control of myself I have. He was not a fun opponent to fight,
especially considering he had my mystic eyes too. I ended up fighting a Leo that gave into his
lust for blood and tried to get mine, versions of my friends and even the real
ones when they didn’t believe me to be me.
In the end, while I busied myself
by fighting everyone that picked a fight with me Shiki, Sion and Arcueid ended
up solving the real problem and putting an end to Wallachia prematurely. Leo and Karen also got wrapped up in all of
the nonsense that Wallachia brought on.
It wasn’t a
problem. Like I’d get beat by some fake.
You
were in more danger than us that night.
Not being able to access your true potential could have been the end of
you. The most important thing is that
you’re still with us. With your full
power locked away with your memories, the dangers of this world are still
something to worry about.
With that ordeal passed I came to truly
understand the price of continued usage of my Mystic Eyes of Death
Perception. Towards the end of the Night
of Wallachia I lost my sight for the first time. After closing my eyes and putting my glasses back
on it returned but the damage had already been done. I’m not sure if the price I’ll have to pay
for having these eyes is just going blind or if there’s more, but they have
gotten me out of some pretty bad situations.
At the end of the day, they’re my eyes, and I have to accept what comes
with them. The next nine years are going
to be interesting….Why did I write that?
Is something supposed to happen then…?
A mystery for another time I suppose, I’m starting to see the lines
again…
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