Rigel while staying in Horizon Ward saw that Dartz made her way out of the world. He saw every movement as she talk to Shaman. Although he didn't hear what she said to Shaman, he could see something was wrong but then pay attention to Deyla.
Deyla just finished her compliment of Rigel for the help at the Hioru District. "So Rigel, do you know what our next district is?"
Rigel thinks about it. "I believed it is Batora District." He felt a sense tingling inside his head as he wonders about it and then looked at Deyla. "Well, I think this is time we should rest before going into it more." Rigel felt a slight tug from behind on his shirt.
The shaman was gently pulling his shirt. "Rigel, what happen between you two? I mean between both you and Dartz." It was clear from Shaman's body features that her fox ears seem down in a worrisome state.
Rigel look at Shaman. "Well, we were in a disagreement on how we should have done Hioru District. Well obviously it isn't the whole story but I would like some rest time." He sighs but he seems visibly tired whether it is to mental stress or physical is unknown. "Although, would you two please mind telling the others who weren't a part of this raid to tell our success? After all, I would love them to join us once more." Rigel went over to the train station area where there are seats to sit down as he lean onto a metal pole and cover his face with his cap.
Shaman and Deyla sat there as they watched Rigel getting his rest.
Deyla turns to Shaman. "Shall we go?"
Shaman gently looks at Rigel then turns to look at Deyla. "I feel like something is bothering Rigel but it seems he wants to rest now." She sighs, walks a few paces, and drops a portal down for both Deyla and herself. "We will go visit Tiger."
Deyla walked through the portal.
Shaman walked through the portal but she turn to look through the portal as she watches it close while she stared at Rigel. She raised her hand to her chest. "I don't like this at all." She turns to lead the way for Deyla to follow. Shaman went to the front of the Tiger's home and knocked on the door before entering. "Tiger? Are you home?"
Deyla followed as she then asks Shaman. "Shaman, I been wanting to ask. What do you remember about your past? Since even I do remember the past quite well."
Tiger suddenly spoke next to them. "Our memories are different in how we remember them, also Hello Shaman and Deyla. I assumed it went well with the Raid since you two look quite well."
Deyla looks at Tiger. "Hi Hi, What do you mean by that Tiger?"
Tiger led them to a sofa to talk about it. "What I'm saying is that even though we will remember our past lives but not everything is here and well it seems that every time we do die in this reality we simply lose a bit of it every time."
Deyla thinks about it since now she has been given enough time. "So it means we are merely at the wimp of death on our memories. So Shaman, are you okay with me asking about yours?"
Shaman took a deep breath and look at Deyla. "I'm okay. Even though I lost most of my memories. Um, I still deeply regret losing them." She put her hands on her chest. "I can't remember anything about my personal life much anymore. I feel like my childhood is gone forever." She looks down but kept pushing on. "I don't know what is truly my memories from the past as they seem to be jumbled randomly with missing parts."
Tiger interject. "For example, we lose our memories at seemly random parts of our lives but it seems we are unsure why those or why it could be possibly random but we can only ensure with the help of Rigel that we don't lose our memories."
Shaman then continues. "As for me, I didn't even realize how feminine I became. It starting to become all too normal. Like it was always normal for me to be a girl... Even though I never thought I will be a cute anime Fox girl."
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Anemoia Echoes
FantasyThe reality you once live in is an echo of the past and the one you live today is a dream come true or wishful thinking turn despair. The reality you live in now is nostalgic to your soul. -xxxxx When you play games, you wished that you belong to it...