A Drawn Path

Henshin - 2

Chapter 2

Somewhere, in a place, far away from reality, a train drove pass by a baron waste of a deserted field, surrounded with nothing but an oozing feeling of uncanniness. Lightning trembles, and thunder roars, amidst this unsettling world is a train.

Driving at such baron waste, how is a train like this able to maneuver? Especially when there are no operating system controlling the said transportation? Well...

As the train moves forward, the rails rematerialize to where the train moves, acting like a support, but what is this train?

On top of the moving vehicle, stood, a figure wearing a cladded armor, with red shinning eye-like visor and carrying a blue sword by the shoulder, their mere presence is giving away with determination, however, this was put to waste as no one, not even a single soul could feel it, especially at a place, where life doesn't exist anymore.

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It's already way pass midnight, and Kota still hasn't slept yet, he looks at the ceiling, eyes both wide awake. The only thing that is drifting into his mind is the hugs, and kisses he get from his parents, Oh how he wishes that all of this is jus a nightmare, a one bad nightmare, each day, he had hope that he could closed his eyes and hugged them in his dreams, he couldn't care less what's reality and what is not, for him, just so he could hug them, is already enough to suffice his suffering.

*SWOOOOOOSH*

Swooning the curtains, a strong wind howls in, catching his attention, he sighed and stand up to close the window, by the time his hand reaches the handle of the window. a small spark of light touching his wrist.

It immediately causes a sand to drop from his shorts.

"Huh?" Says the boy while looking at the mess.

"What the?! Where did this come from?!" He exclaimed lowly, not wanting to alarm his aunt. The sand continues to flow until there was nothing left.

Kota wasn't sure what is going on, but something tells him it's not nice, he reaches at the door, but by the time he could even take a step, something unexpected happen, as the sand materialized, forming a humanoid feature of a man with a split body with the upper torso on the ground and the lower at the top of his head.

Kota took a step back, feared. He looks at the thing that appears before him, the only thing he could describe of it, is that this thing had the look of a monster—no, an oni. It had two horns and face that feature of a bat, alongside with a dorsal plate hanging at both shoulders, serving as a shoulder pad, and grotesque plated chest that underneath, hides a trypophobic sight.

"W-Who are you?" Kota asked in fear. The being infront of him crossed it's arms and said.

"I am what most people call an Imagin." The creature named as Imagin says.

"I-Imagin?" Kota asked, his voice shaken by the thing infront of him, he was ready to scream for help, but he feared that by the time he yells out, he'll meet his end.

"W-What do you want from me?" Asked by the boy, once more.

"Your wish..." The Imagin answered.

"Give me what you desire, and I'll be sure to grant it, I can offer you, anything, and I mean, anything." Kota doubted his words, but, at the same time, this monster or whatever it is, looks so strong. The moment it asked him that kind of question, memories of his parents flashed before his eyes.

Kota gripped his fist, he wasn't sure if he could trust this thing, but what harm could it even give to a boy who's broken.

"My... My Parents... They died... I want to hug them." Kota says which put the Imagin into silence.