On The Land of Knowledge and Conflict[ENG]

A New Home's Warmth

Another week passes by, as he just sits there in his cell. The amount of drawings, mostly stick figures and horrible tryings of...maybe Spinocrocodiles, just keeps growing bigger and bigger. Well, he had to do something with his pemped up energy. And hitting on the concrete walls wouldn't be a smart move. His heart already hurts...even tho, not phisicaly, but...still hurts. Since his dad died...this is the first time he's actualy feeling remorse towards anyone. He was so dead set on getting revenge, that his hatred and anger overshadowed every other feeling, and he was driven by those vengeful thoughts. This is not what his dad taught him to be like. This is not what he used to be. I mean, yes, he's used to be a bully anyways...but not a monster. Not someone, who's goal is to KILL Sumeru's General...and to even target his loved ones.

But he learned his lession far too late. There's a too high chance that Cyno actualy died...if that's really true...he won't be able to live with that thought. Yes, he killed 10 Matras too...but Cyno's case is different in a sence that...they had a... ,personal' issue with one another. To be exact...Rashmu had. But after he witnessed that...that stupid blockhead would rather die, than to kill him, despite everything...even offering another chance... his mind really started to change. He even saved him with that strange bomb-like thing, whatever it was. Becouse of his crimes...he should've sent the boy to be executed...but he didn't. And as he sees things... his words are the only thing, that stops the Acting Grand Sage from doing what the laws dictate. Tho it is true that...he's just a kid. He has no idea on how thier roles actualy work. He only knows one thing for sure. Either of them has the authority to get him executed.

As he sorrounds himself with these thoughts and questions, both his train of thoughts and his drawing gets interrupted by two sets of footsteps coming towards his cell. At first, he think they'll go to another one, since he saw that, there's another one further into the hall, he's in. But no. The footsteps stop right at his cell, so he tilts his head a bit to his side to see, who is it.

It's...the fox guy? He doesn't remember his name too well, maybe it's Tighnari? Maybe. But this time...instead of the General, he's alone. Only the guarding Matra came with him. Also now that he has a closer look on the guy's face...it's almost as pale as Cyno's was, when they came here last time. He just seems...phisicaly tired, and emotionaly exhausted. With his ears never perking up, even the slightest, like when a dog's feeling sad. And...black cirles under his eyes, most likely from the lack of sleep, he figures. This guy is the embodyment of grief itself, as he looks at him. It's an eerie contrast to his brave, ready-to-fight behaviour from when they were in that building.

<Matra> ,,The General had made his verdict. You're now free, but still can't attend school for 1 mounth. Am i clear?" The man states, completly void of any emotion.

<Tighnari> ,,We also agreed that, in the meantime, you'll be staying at my house. If it's okay with you, of course." He says with a tired, but...for the boy's suprise, calm voice. He can't hear any anger coming from it.

He's just so confused, that he just nods as a response. He's just suprised that...despite everything... Cyno actualy took a pity on him? At this point, his anger slowly evaporated by time and exhaoustion, and in it's place is just confusion and sadness. And shame. But also, he just can't shake the guilt...

<Rashmu> ,,T-Tighnari...? Is he...?" He doesn't even want to finish it, but he hopes, that this strange fox-guy can understand.

<Tighnari> ,,No. He'll be joining us next mounth." He says quietly.

Tho it is good news, Rashmu can hear the sadness in his voice. He doesn't even look at the boy, not even a glance, his eyes just down on his feet, as they walk out from the building. Into the pouring rain. It reminds Tighnari of that cursed day. When his friend almost died. Heavy rain poured from the dark sky that day, too, just like now. Like the sky itself is...sad with them. Niether of them says a word. Tighnari from the fact that he has to contain his emotions, and Rashmu just...doesn't dare to say anything. How would he? I mean...