43 "From Their Roots"

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SASKIA'S POV

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SASKIA'S POV

I COULD feel the dry wind prickling my skin. The sensation stinging was strong enough to bring my senses back to me. The clouds were still grey and accumulated, but even burdened with their own weight, they had no intention of soaking us with raindrops.

Doon ko lamang napagtanto na nasa labas na kami matapos mailuwa ng phantasm kanina. I even remember how I almost tripped down the transparent stair after it suddenly pushed us out. Mabuti nalang ay matibay ang resistance ng boots namin.

Lumingon ako kung saan kami nanggaling kanina. The invisible entrance that brought us inside that strange place is already out of sight, placed neither here nor somewhere. All we could spot is the horizon from afar, nothing around looks odd nor suspicious.

Well, It didn't exist in the first place.

Napasapo ako sa aking noo habang nakatulala roon, the migraine is setting off.

Good to know. I can't keep moving with my body becoming an obstacle for me. Akala ko ay tuluyan na akong mawawalan ng malay sa gitna ng aming mission. Dumapo ang palad ko sa aking dibdib, piniga ko nang marahan ang tela roon.

The Ivell Orb is really inside me right now. The element that's been in the protection of a deity for how many ages. I'll say at best, the key for the salvation of humanity until the coming day she's naming so often.

It's really inside of me.

My eyes fell on the ground. Between the outside world and the deity's mirage we went to earlier, the wind might be present here unlike the latter place, but it didn't help me breathe at ease. It's stifling my comfort, only adding burden to my existence.

Is the orb this hefty?

Why does the world feel so heavy right now?

I can't even describe how heavy it is.

The truth. The secrets hidden from me. My real bloodline. My identity. My role.

How in this far-fetched reality did I come to this situation? I know I have never been normal. Simula noong dumating ako sa Arozel, I was a mage in blood and flesh.

Does it make a person any less normal? For sure, that's what I thought before, or at least, that's how I wanted things to be. But since when did things escalate to this quickly?

For some reason, I found myself lying again just to appear normal to my mind.

Dati naman ay palagi kong hinihiling na sana ay may artistry rin ako, but things changed. Kung iyon din naman pala ang magiging rason ng nangyaring massacre sa Glaiden Town, I shouldn't have wished for something as pointless as that.

From then on, I kept convincing myself that nothing is wrong with me, nothing worse than what happened to me would ever happen again. The nonstop dismissals, my evasion to the truth, my usual escape from this overwhelming part of me that wants to harm the tranquil state of my mind.

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