Tale Of The Half-Blood Wizard

I woke up after falling asleep for two hours, peeped from the window, faintly I heard an arrow shot through the target. My room was located right behind the target board, so that I could see Yoru was practicing shooting, "I think he is crazy," my heart was annoyed, my rest time was disturbed. 

I took a deep breath and decided to meet that cold man and took white orchid I had prepared for him. "Yoru," I called slowly, he put down his arrow that was about to shoot the target, then he looked at me with an irritated look. 

I ignored that look and kept walking toward him. I tried to smile my sweetest smile because honestly I was afraid of him. I knew that I would get a problem, "For you," I handed him white moon orchid. 

He looked at that orchid and me in turn, "What is this?" he asked. 

"This is a moon orchid," I explained to him. "I want to give this as an introduction. Even though it is too late, considering how I was first to be here, so I decided to give it now,"  I tried to convince him by saying so because he was still hesitant to take that gift. 

"Is this safe?" He was being careful, "It is not poisonous, isn't it?" his gaze was so intimidating when looking at me. 

"Relaxed," I smiled to convince him, "I worked in a florist, but now I don't, so I know well if this flower is safe and not poisonous," I explained, "Just water it until the fern as the media wet enough so that it will keep blooming," 

Yoru extended his hand to take the flower from my hand, "Errr---thank you," He said softly and was still doubtful. 

I responded by nodding and smiling. Hopefully, it was a start for a good friendship with that cold man. 

…

Finished training, the drowsiness attacked me again. It was perhaps due to the short sleep I had yesterday night. I stayed up late until very late at night, then I had a trip to go there. The strains of River Flow Into You, was still heard dimly taking me faster to cross the dream world. 

"Tha," a very familiar voice called me. Slowly but surely, I saw a shadow of someone standing in front of me. He was Zie, smiling at me. I knew this incident, and I knew very well what would come next. 

Next I heard a pistol was shot, it was exactly the same as the memory kept in my head. Zie fell down in front of me. A small hole on his forehead flew out red liquid, while the same liquid wetted the back part of his head and his body was lifeless. 

I was frozen in my place at the moment, my mouth felt locked. I wanted to hug him but I could not move my body even an inch. My eyes got hotter and clear liquid rolled down my tears heavily and wetted my cheeks. My ears were buzzing like thousands of bees nested there. I l could hear anything but my own cry which eventually turned into scream. 

'I am sure this is not real! It must be a dream!'. Something in me pulled me back into consciousness which was gone in a few seconds, which then it helped me to come on. I woke up with so much mixed feeling. 

When I felt that my cheeks were really wet, I knew I had cried in my dream. My body was drenched with cold sweat. I ignored it and ran my eyes around my room, and I saw Kerberos was sleeping on the fur carpet in front of a fireplace. No one was here, I was totally alone. That nightmare woke me up. 

Taking a deep breath, I decided to go to the bathroom to clean myself and to make myself fully awake into my own logic. I saw myself in front of a mirror hanging on the wall, a really messy look, eye bag and black circle around my eyes, thin cheeks and pallid color of my face. I even forgot the last time I brushed my hair because that dark hair was bristly. 

After taking a bath I decided to sit on the bed and stare at the empty iron wall in front of me. Despite the long therapy I had been through, I still had that nightmare. I really had enough to be like this. I wanted to erase those horrible memories or wished it would have never happened. 

Anytime that dream came up, it took me easily to the lowest point of my life. I felt like paralyzed and the old me would overpower me again. I really hated it honestly. I did not want to be so weak because I had determined to make me strong again. 

I did  ot for how long I had been like that until a knock startled me, "Tha,," it was Hana's voice, "It is meal time now," She reminded me. 

I wiped my tears, "Alright, wait a moment," I replied before I moved out of the room. 

We went and Hana walked before me, "Hana," I called her, "Can you bring something for Kerberos?" I requested her. 

Hanna looked back at me and her long neck bent down, looking at me with her faceless face, "I will give the best meat for Mr. Spirit world keeper," She said slowly. We continued to walk to the kitchen after I said thank you to her.

Hanna and other servants, including me, would eat in the kitchen, while Azalea and other guards were eating on the dining table. I liked the menu today, stirred fry mushrooms and sweet scent rice. Those who were servants here had special magic that could change a simple menu and became so delicious. 

"Tha," I turned around with my mouth full with vegetables when Azalea called me. I quickly I chewed what was in my mouth and swallowed it, then quickly met her. 

"Sorry," I said as I wiped my mouth from the crumbles around my mouth. 

She glanced at other servants who were eating, "You come with me after this!" she said, then she left us. 

I stood still and confused, an then Hana touched my arm and asked me to continue my meal, "Eat your meal!" 

There were so many questions in my head after Azalea left. Before now, she usually told me a day before the duty was given to me. But now, there seemed to be something important that required my presence. 

…

It was my first time coming to this room. Different from the other rooms I had known, all parts of this room were of glossy wood that was varnished. A square table was put in the center, and around sixty chairs were arranged around it.

In the middle of the table there was a higher surface and many kinds of of strange tools I was not familiar with, and some were hanging on the ceiling. 

Azalea asked me to sit on the chair, and she gave me a book of black leather cover and a pen. 

"Wait here," she ordered before she finally left the room. 

I just nodded to obey her. I sat alone on this side, Yoru sat right opposite me, and the two men I had never seen before, but I had not seen Naar, yet. 

My attention was drawn to a coffin-like box in the middle of the table. I tried to lean my body forward so vaguely I smelled that I could smell soil scent from it. The room was still quiet, only four of us. That made me even more curious. 

Engineered by my growing curiosity, I stood up from my chair and walked to that box to get a better view. Yoru seemed to ignore me, because he just glanced at me and then went back to his notebook that was like mine to write something in it. 

I thought it might be okay to just see it. The box was so much like a coffin or it was a coffin. Some soil was left on the corner of the box made me sure it was a coffin. 

When I had a chance to enjoy it more closely, I heard the door open. Hurriedly I sat back on my chair, looking at those who were coming one by one. Miss Anty, who was at that banquet, was coming, too. A man of high posture who was sitting next to Azalea was here, too. I knew some of them were coming to that meeting but I did not know their names. I was sure they were wizards coming from that previous meeting. 

Silent, no one spoke up. I realized the meeting was serious and important so I started looking at them one by one before finally Miss Anty stood up. 

She talked about something related with someone's memory. All audience was looking at her attentively. A simple scheme was presented describing someone's memory at that time, from 2007 to 2020, and divided into three smaller parts. It was between 2007-2010 used as a base, memory between 2010 and 2015 was known as beginning, and period of 2015-2020 was called final.. A small part from 2014 to 2016 was marked red because it was gone.