There were so many events, so many emotions in such a short time, the black-haired girl didn't know how to react, didn't know exactly what to feel. On that snowy day, she found herself walking the icy streets of the city, even though she wasn't a snow lover like Rejto, it was the calmest day, and for once, the perfect time to enjoy her own presence.
—"Who... am I...?" She then remembers Rejto saying that exact phrase.
As she thinks about the answer, she looks at her hands, then, facing one of those huge buildings surrounding her, she reaches her hand up, and starts to imagine... imagine what it would be like to climb that building, without equipment or anything, she starts to plot a route, but whenever she tries, there comes a moment where she can no longer imagine how to climb. She then thought about how to answer the question... "Who am I?", although it may seem easy at first glance, at the same time, it seemed strangely difficult to answer.
The girl then remembers someone... Iood, maybe he can at least help her get to the answer. So, she continues walking, along the way, her eyes begin to slide between people, do they... really know who they are? Do they really know what they want? What they are doing?
—"Hm? You?"
Suddenly, she meets the person she was looking for, Iood was sitting on a bench in the square, Cynna watches him, does he have the answers? Does he know who he really is? She sits next to him, and as she does, the man knew that the girl had something to say.
—"And then?"
—"Mr. Ioo-"
—"Just Iood, please"
—"... Iood..." The black-haired girl stopped, but then said: "About... that day we met... I have one last question"
—"Go ahead"
—"And... what if it's impossible?"
The man looked at the girl, looked around, thought about the question, then looked back at her;
—"... "Impossible" is just a word"
Cynna suddenly felt as if something had clicked in her head, but without knowing what, she just kept listening.
—"Even in arcade games... when the level says "impossible," it's still winnable; even when it seems impossible to reach the desired location because the street is full of mud... it's still possible to cross it. When you have doubts, don't think about what to do, think about how to do it"
After absorbing the information, Cynna closed her eyes and thought, and then, she got up from the bench, but as she started to leave, she stopped abruptly.
—"Thank you"
—"Cynna, right?" The man caught her attention; "Even if you just try, it's something that many don't do. And that's the bravest thing anyone can do"
—"... Iood... How... can I know who I am?"
—"That's something only you can find out"
The girl nodded, then walked away. Suddenly, a shadow then emerged from behind the tree where the bench was.
—"My time has come, hasn't it?"
On his clothes, there was a symbol, and written on it: "Servrosk".
— "You did well"
A bell echoed through the train lines, sounds of engines starting could be heard, the train was getting ready to depart.
Somewhere... hurried footsteps could be heard, and noises of things being dragged back and forth. Rejto, who was carrying a backpack, stored important things, he went to the bathroom, where there was strangely a much larger window than there should be, probably a architectural mistake. There, hidden among the pipes that ran through the walls, was the dictionary hidden, he picked it up and also stored it in his backpack.
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Beyond the North
Ciencia FicciónMeet Rejto, an ordinary young adult who lives in a dystopia where a paramilitary group controls people's lives. Just like anyone, he thinks he will continue like this until the end of his life, but something will then make him leave his comfort zone...