Part 9: The Dark Past

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" Mmm... what? What is this strange noise? This... The choir? " Angie Iniya opened his sleepy and tired eyes for a moment, and the picture in front of his eyes became clearly distinguishable. His back felt a strange, alien cold, carefully changing the position of his body, Angie looked around, a second ago he was lying on a cold marble floor, each marble slab on the floor was decorated with exquisite patterns, they were too well superimposed on snow-white marble, Angie came to the conclusion that this work was done by the hands of an experienced master. Angie got up, he stood in the middle of a spacious hall, majestic snow-white columns stood in straight rows opposite each other, propping up the ceiling, as if made of diamond, or glass decorated with the same patterns as the marble floor. There were beautiful stained glass windows between the columns, which depicted creatures that Angie did not know, but these creatures reminded him of something like angels holding swords in front of them, as if woven from light. This place resembled a temple, ancient, majestic, and bulky, Angie felt like a bug in this strange place.

" Where did I get to!? I... did I die again? Or is it just a very strange dream? " Angie didn't know what he should do in such a situation, the inner world of this temple... A strange choir that seemed to come from everywhere, this choir echoed throughout the temple, the voice that Angie heard was neither quiet nor loud, cold, and ancient, this voice sang something that Angie did not know, which he did not want to know, and other voices in the choir helped the first voice to spread this a strange one... And a frightening prayer in a language that Angie had never heard, but every word spoken in that language touched something deep inside Angie's soul, for some reason... For a brief moment, Angie thought it wasn't even a prayer, but... an Ode? Praise? Curse?

- I see that you finally showed up here... My friend. - Angie was pulled out of a strange stupor by a familiar voice, which at that moment was like a lifeline for Angie in the ocean of the unknown. Angie quickly turned to the source of the familiar voice, and looked in surprise into the eyes of his familiar interlocutor.

- ...Gumaru Yurei? - Angie Inia was surprised by what he saw: in front of him stood a creature that could remotely be called a human, a male human, the upper part of the creature's body was bare, so Angie could see that this creature had a very good physique, it was not too muscular, but also did not look weak, golden in the middle, the creature's skin was a dead pale color, the lower part of the body was protected by black trousers with armored elements, knee pads in the form of metal skulls stood out especially, the hands were dressed in metal gloves in the form of bone hands, there was a small metal shoulder pad on the right shoulder, the legs were covered with metal boots with parts of the fur of an unknown creature. The creature had raven-black hair that reached to the middle of his neck, and this look was completed by a snow-white mask covered with small cuts, similar to a skull, and in the sockets of this mask flamed orange eyes without pupils that looked at Angie with grim determination... And sadness.

- ... Yes, it's me. You and I are inside your inner world, Angie. - Angie looked around again, and answered confusedly:

- I can't remember getting carried away in a previous life... Something like that. Did you try that? - Gumaru smiled a little guiltily, his gaze became warmer, but to some extent confused, like a young tomboy whose parents caught him playing some kind of prank.

- This is partly my fault, your inner world has undergone some changes... Changes after our first " acquaintance ", but don't worry about it, you can easily change this place... If you want. - Angie listened, it seemed to him that the choir in the temple had become louder, Angie quietly uttered a few words that he could make out from this strange chant.

- Gumaru, do you know what kind of choir this is? What are they singing about? - At that moment, it seemed that Gumaru began to slouch, Gumaru wanted to disappear at that moment. But... He decided to bring Angie here himself, didn't he? And now what... Will he be afraid of his decision? Gumaru clenched his fists to the unpleasant creak of metal gloves. All that storm that broke out inside Gumaru raged for only a few seconds, this time was not enough to cause concern to the man whom Gumaru called his friend, his best friend.

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