"Let's play the Real or Not real game!" Kya yipped. "Okay. Sky is my enemy." Jake said. Jake and Kya were playing the Real or Not Real game so Jake could figure out what happened to him and what his life was like before he got captured. "Sky is evil." "Not real." Kya said. "That's all I know. Sky knows more than me." I gulped. I didn't want to go in there and see what those human-wolves had done to him. I had decided to face it three days ago. I'd kept trying to help him remember what was real, but whatever those people had done to him, my efforts did nothing against it. I forced down my emotions and walked into Jake's fenced-in area. His eyes narrowed at the sight of me, but it wasn't hostile. It was more like a 'Who are you?' glance. I looked at the ground. "That battle in the Dark Forest." He said. "Real." "That means you saved my life." "Yes. You've done the same for me many times." I spoke with no emotion, because I knew that the second I tried to tell him how I really felt, he'd be pulled into one of those fake realities. "Jake, let me ask you something." "Okay." Jake said it with his old determination. "Do you remember when we first got our orbs?" I held mine out and it shone blue. "Yeah. One of us blew up a tree." Jake cracked a grin and held out his orb. He put it away and stood up suddenly. "I don't feel any fake pictures coming. Maybe I'm cured." Jake said. He knew he had been changed. Kya and I had explained it to him a few days ago. "How do we test it?" I asked. "Let's play fight. If I go insane or whatever you want to call it, knock me out. Okay?"mJake turned into Blake. "Ok." We started play fighting. Blake leaped at me, but I dodged to the side. I spun in a circle, and dove under Blake, pushing him over with my paws. He fell into the ground. "Are you alright?" I asked. "Yeah. Just a little winded." He panted. "But I'm cured!" He knocked me over and laughed. I did too. For the first time since Jake was turned, I felt happy. He was cured. "Want to go flying?" I asked him, grinning. "Of course." He grinned back and we flew into the sky.
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Reborn
خيال علميMy name is Sora. I died at age 104. When I went to heaven, I was given a choice- to be related to myself, have the same name as myself and be my daughters daughter. I chose this. I was sent into the world. Into my mansion. It was mine in both lives...
