After a long night, Amyra finally made her way back to her cottage on her sword. As soon as she entered the doors she ran to her bed and fell asleep instantly upon falling on it.
Amyra then had a sad dream...
'Crying? Why do I hear crying?', Amyra thought, as she looked around for the source of the sound. What she saw then surprised her. Right in front of her not to far away was Ice and her parents crying at her funeral. Ice threw down herself beside Amyra's coffin and her mother was on the verge of falling down and fainting but her dad caught her just in time.
"Amyra!!", was all the two could shout with deep melancholy, as they looked at her pale face sadly, in the coffin with no signs of life. Her dad was no better than the two of them but he was trying to stay strong to support them because no one else could but you could see the great loss and sadness in his eyes. Silent tears soon fell down his face as he hugged his wife and daughter trying to comfort them and himself. They stayed like that for God knows how long until they stopped crying and looked at the coffin with sad, puffy tear-filled eyes.
Amyra didn't know what to do when she saw this, it completely obstructed her and all she could do was stay silent and watch as they looked at her body in great grief.
"I'm not dead, I'm here in another world", Amyra said, looking sadly at their silhouettes with tear-filled eyes. 'Am a bad person to feel happy and content that they're like this at my funeral?', Amyra thought, as a tear made its way down her smooth, pale face.
"Amyra?", the three asked, as they looked in the direction where they heard her voice just now, "The grief must be sending us crazy that we're hearing her voice now", her sister said, as she wiped her eyes looking at Amyra's lifeless corpse.
Amyra was surprised seeing that they actually heard her.
"Mom, Dad, Ice, it's me. I am well, please don't blame yourselves and be happy for me. God knows, maybe we will meet again later", Amyra said, testing if they could still hear her. Seeing their surprised faces, they once again began to tear up. "Amyra?! Are you alright", her mom asked. "Yes I am enjoying my life", she answered, smiling at her mom. "Amyra...", her sister said, looking at her with a complicated gaze as she couldn't see but hear her. "Yes, it's me... Ice don't blame yourself, it wasn't your fault for leaving me alone that day", Amyra explained, soon after her sister began to cry, " How did you know?", she asked Amyra with tears falling down her face. "I know you", was all Amyra said looking at her sister.
They all still had muffled voices, as they were tired and exhausted from all the crying. Amyra's hands started to fade, "My time speaking with you is coming close to an end, I hope and pray all of you live on... I miss you and... I love you all", Amyra exclaimed with saddness, as her voice echoed to the end with her tears.
"Amyra? Amyra?!", they all exclaimed hearing her departing words and realising that she was no longer there. They all soon began to feel a sense of loss again and began to cry but this time they all were more releaved.
"Let's listen to her and live on... She would like that", her dad announced looking at her coffin. "Yes, she would", her mom and sister answered, as they all looked at each other ending their constant barage of tears.
Amyra woke up to a teary face which she had to wash off in the bathroom. As she looked into the mirror, she was more releaved now that she got all of that off her chest. Her eyes were slightly puffed from all the crying but soon it disappeared because of her fast healing skill.
"It's time to leave this sect and continue my travel's", Amyra soon said with a determined look on her face.
Changing out of her long sky blue dress, she changed into a flowy, knee lenght, green dress, which made her look like the embodiment of life and health.
She exited the cottage giving it one last look before she left on her sword to give the elders one last greeting. Stopping at the hall, Amyra descended off her sword like a fairy and touched the ground lightly on her descent. Noticing her arrival the elders came out to greet her.
" This is the end of my stay here", Amyra announced, smiling towards them. " I have some last gifts to give", Amyra said, as she threw a token towards Doran, "If you encounter any trouble outside this can help you or any of the disciples you choose to lend or share a part to".
"As for the next gift...", Amyra said staring at them. 'Use title of mercy and protector of beasts'.
A white light surrounded the whole sect and engulfed all the disciples. " You will know what this gift is in due time.. I hope you use it well.". The elders stared at her dumbstrounded.
" Thank you!!", they all exclaimed, as they bowed their heads in thanks not knowing what else to say.
Amyra smiled. She then remembered something seeing them. " If someone by the name of Lukas Knight enters here accept him and help him no matter what, that is all I ask", Amyra announced, as she remembered the disciple she saved. Knowing he probably had no place to go, she told them this.
"Yes, we will remember his name", the elders answered seriously, seeing as she asked this little thing of them after helping them so much. "Thanks. If you are not sure if it's him you would know by his aura as it will be somewhat similar to mine. He has black hair and eyes but I doubt that he will show his real identity so easily to others, so pay attention to his aura", Amyra explained. "Yes!", All the elders exclaimed, taking Amyra's orders seriously.
"Bye then, I hope we all meet again", Amyra said, once again stepping on her sword and flying off into the distance. 'I hope they protect him well', Amyra thought as she passed through the barrier at the edge of the sect and sped off to look for another city or forest close by, whichever came first.
After flying for a while Amyra soon got off her sword and touched the ground wearing her heels.
"I should walk from here to avoid any suspicions", Amyra said, looking in the direction of a village 10 km nearby.
Walking for a while, Amyra soon entered the village to notice something off....
"Why is it so quite and dead looking?", Amyra asked herself, as she looked around seeing the dilapitated village, "What happened here?".
A shout soon entered Amyra's ears surprising her and bringing back bad memories.
"Help!! Anyone Help me!!"
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Amyra
FantasyReincarnation of an ordinary otaku girl into the world of her design; a book she made when she was 13. Facing the loss of her loved ones and this new fantasy life as an Over-Powered god-like person in this new world of Amyris, she started her journe...