Chronicles of Mysteria: Anima | Vol. 1 - Hikari's Fated Duo

Chapter 8: Fragments of Memories

What is this...?

Where am I...?

Rustling sounds...

Soft ominous breeze...

Hazy forest...

Distant fighting...

Oh... it's this dream again...

Chronicles of Mysteria: Anima | Vol. 1

Chapter 8: Fragments of Memories

Original Story by Queen Ookami
Lead Editor: Evonni Carter
Supporting Editor: Coltan Roquet

Why am I having this dream again...?

Almost every night I'd dream of a girl lost in a forest. A forest that resembles to Hikari forest. In the midst of distant clash of conflict, this girl navigates around cluelessly. She was weak, starving, and lonely. She looked like she was on the verge of death, yet I couldn't see her face. Her face was indescribable. A dark shadow was always casted on her head, unable to tell how she looked or what her hair was like. I assumed it was a side effect of dreaming, thus I never questioned it.

"Please..." she whispered weakly. "Someone... please help me..."

I wanted to reach out to her, but every time I did, the environment would stretch out, causing us to grow distant more and more. No matter what I could do in such little time of dreaming, I could never know who she was.

Like a bystander...

I could *never* reach her...

Never...

Just when I thought I had witnessed the entire dream, it had been extended a little. I had unlocked another part of it. Usually the girl would keep walking until she trips on a root part of a tree emerging from the ground and fall. But now the memory has been extended, starting with a woman standing on the opposite side of me. I turn around as she makes contact with me.

"Who is that?" I ask myself, turning to her. Then I turn back to the little girl and see her staring back.

The two stare at my direction, yet somehow they don't seem to acknowledge me. It's not the first time though, as the whole distant eye contact happened every time I've had in this dream. But it still has me wondering why I have this dream all the same.

Before I could really try anything, the voices of distant shouting grow louder and more describable.

They shout for battle...

Then the haze grows thicker and thicker as the wind picks up. Before I know it, I'm completely shrouded in fog. The voices disappeared and the two figures from each side are no more.

Once again this is completely new.

I walk around and find myself wandering aimlessly, in hope of finding anything that isn't me or the fog. That was until an unknown voice reached out to me.

"What is it you seek...?" It said. It was a voice that seemed similar to mine, except it sounded much more... refined? Formal? It was hard to describe, but something had me dead set thinking this voice was using mine.