Powers of Tigoris [MYTHICAL SERIES 1] | REWRITTEN

THIRTY-NINE || Familiar Shards and Lands

THE SUN WAS STARTING TO SET IN KIYOSUMI. Kōri was on top of the cave, watching the sky turn into the beautiful orange and yellow colors. 

He found this comforting in a way whenever his mind started to wander. He was still adapting to being here in the cave and helping the others out. He had meant it when he had said that he was really happy here and that his boyfriend especially helped out especially.

But part of him still felt...empty? He hasn't had these happen at often as they used to, but...god. This was frustrating. He felt numb and would dissociate from reality, which his body was feeling right now.

What would happen after all this is over? Would things be good? Bad? His mind began to falter a bit. He really hoped that things would go good. He wouldn't want to imagine them going bad...right?

"...E-Everything's going to fall apart..." he groaned and lied down on the rocky texture of the cave's roof. "I just feel like it is."

"...Kōri?"

He blinked and sat up, hearing footsteps. He turned around and saw Nariko there. His boyfriend looked concerned.

He walked over and the Hanoni stood up. The electric entity took Kōri's hands into his own. "Love, are you alright? You walked off earlier and I wasn't sure where you went. Plus, you were talking to yourself just now."

The blue-haired man's expression softened, his blue hues looking away from Nariko's for a moment. He wanted to tell him that he was fine. But given that the two have gotten to know each other really well over the past months, he didn't want to hide this particular battle he had with himself. Borderline personality disorder could be tough at times to handle.

"I came up here to relax before coming back in but...lately I've been feeling empty and dissociating a lot. Sometimes..." he squeezed Nariko's hands as a way to try and comfort his boyfriend and himself, "Sometimes I feel like things might go back to how they were before...that things will go bad. That or I feel like I would have to experience what I had before in Darkurus. Or worse, losing you all."

He began trembling a bit and Nariko could feel it. "I just...I don't know. Knowing that we're finding more and getting closer to finishing the task is...a lot to take in and." tears started forming in his hues and sobs left his throat. This  was one of his times where he felt extreme sadness. "I wish that my disorder didn't make this so...so..."

"Complicated? Yeah I can understand that, even if I don't have it." Nariko nodded, resting a hand on Kōri's cheek and wiping away some of his tears. "But trust me. Everything's going to be alright, , but if you ever feel like this again, just let me know."

That helped him feel better, motivating Kōri to wipe the rest of his own tears himself. "Thank you, Nari. That means a lot."

The two shared a kiss for a moment before heading back to the entrance.

"For now, let's just relax before hitting the hay." Nariko suggested. "C'mon, the others are playing some board games."

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It was the next day. Sakari was in their mythology class. Mrs. Nozomi was teaching them about some of the entities they reviewed before, prior to getting to Amista Caira.

She was number twenty-four and her silhouette showed her having curly hair that was shaved to the side.

"This entity is a hard worker and known to have been a blacksmith in her era. It's been said the things that she created really helped out in the times the entities were going through then."