Cryptic Asunder [Ver. 3 outdated]

18: Old Friends and Sentimentality

Archive Islands- A region made up of large islands west of Aishy including Zuthalili. These islands are used for major criminals and psychopaths. Each of the three islands has a ranking for certain criminals based on the level and quantity of their crimes. Basically, the three main islands that make up this unofficial country are large prisons. They did, however, used to be a real country mainly for monks of a forgotten religion, but after the Blood War* of 309 kp (Kainde Period). it was discontinued by the Aishin Empire.

Blood War- In 309 kp, there was a world war where basically all of the nations banded together against the Deria country which is now known as the Archives Islands. This war is recorded as the most violent thus far in Fupum and lasted from 309-315kp.

Bulsisurprus- Inmates of the Archive Islands.

Byltom- The enforcers of the Archive Islands who keep the inmates in check.

Kainde Period- The period before the Youra period (the current time period) and after the Zanda Period that took a span of one thousand years each. The current year is 49 Youra Period(yp).

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Chapter eighteen: Old Friends and Sentimentality

A misty lake lies dormant before me as my bare feet sink into the moist sand at the shore. No waves, no sound; it's all so quiet with this uncanny peace. I can see the backside of someone in front of me on the water, they're slowly taking one step at a time. My feet step onto the glassy water and it remains still like solid ground as I make my way to the silhouette with a steady pace. It feels like ice beneath my feet, and yet it doesn't feel so cold, it's more like a chill actually. Either way, my focus is on this person who's walking away from me. Cracks begin to form underneath me, and so I try to go faster towards them without taking my gaze from her. They have the curves of a woman at least. I can hear the crackling of the ice surround me. At the corner of my eye, I can see the cracks form in the air like broken glass. My pace quickens to a run as I can sense the person getting closer. I must know who she is! The cracks get ahead of me and begin to devour this place that we're in. I can see them form around the person as well. Holes of darkness open up and start to consume the misty area. My heart races as my feet beat faster to her with a mind of their own. I'm so close! I have to know who she is! The water is giving way to my weight. In a desperate need, my hand reaches out to her and I cry out the only word I can think of,

"Mom!"

For a split second, I see the black-clothed being with short yellow hair turn to me in response. Her big blue eyes peer at me.

Next thing I know, the darkness takes over the land and I see a hand grasping my wrist firmly. My gaze makes its way up the arm to meet the eyes of the person.

Her yellow bob-cut hair scruffs around as a mess and blue eyes like the ocean fill up with tears. She looks so much like me. "Vila?" Her voice sounds so familiar, I know I recognize it.

"...Mom?"

She doesn't hesitate to pull me in by my latched arm and holds me tightly.

I think I can hear her crying, but it's a bit difficult to tell if she's saying anything since my head is kinda busy being suffocated by her large breasts. I force my head to look upward in order to get some air and take another glance at her.

She takes this opportunity to rub the side of her head against mine in an affectionate manner. "I'm so glad you're okay, I was so worried about you!" The woman then leans back as she clings to my forearms. "Tell me everything that happened, I want to know!"

"Well-um..." I still don't know how to take any of this in. It's been so long since I've been with my mother. I don't even know where to start. How much does she already know anyway?