Does magic really exist?
Especially today what I experienced in the forest...
It was the effect of those fantasy books dad gave...
But something was weird too... Those elves and that sudden showering of memories... Those nightmares and a sudden perception of voice...
I do not understand any of these stuffs..
And today I came across so many new things...
Are all these normal...
I guess.... I will have to ask my dad about it...
And he is going to come tomorrow....
I am too tired.. I will sleep now.... The third and final volume of mana technique is left for me to read...
I will learn about it tomorrow
Let me have a good night sleep now...
Will this night really be a peaceful one or not...
Sarang had a dream once again... This time it was different from the usual bloody scenes she used to see....
A translucent being appeared...
Little one how are you...do you recognize me?
My friend really did bad to you....gave you a second life in form of a human...
People you hate so much?
Do you really hate them...
You seem to be enjoying your life here...
What about your purpose..
What about your revenge...
And most importantly...
What about your identity
You have forgotten your identity and have become someone else...
You have to become stronger...in this state you cannot achieve anything
I don't know how much of this dream will you remember little one...
But.....remember your identity ...your roots..
Remember ...WHO YOU ARE
The chains of restrictions for your memory can only be removed by you....
I can just foretell....an anomaly descending upon you...signs of which will soon become visible...you need to become stronger...
Remember YOUR GOAL...
Protect this world....It needs you...
And...DO NOT DVELVE INTO THE FIRE OF REVENGE AND ACTUALLY LOSE THE ONES DEAR TO YOU...
I don't think so me appearing in your dream would make a change...
But it is high time now for you....
MY LITTLE ONE....DISCOVER YOUR TRUE SELF...
HA.... HA .....HA...... HA ....
Perspiring....breathing very fast and palpitations....
Sarang got up this time again....
She had a vivid memory of what she saw and heard in the dream...
MY IDENTITY?
What is it...I am Sarang and Sarang is me....
Then what am I suppose to find...
JUST WHAT?
She screeched loudly....everything seemed out of control..
What has happened to me from the day I got sick...
She ran towards her book shelf and started throwing books upon upon
As though she was looking for something but for what she did not knew...
She came across a diary...
A black one...
With no fancy title...
Inside it...Sarang found her lost treasure...
The bridge that will fill the gap for the future...
What had she found out?
At the outside space...
Everything was sort of settled....
Enforcers had put out their everything....
Blood and sweat....to achieve this day...
But was everything over....was this the end...
Could they finally look upon the bright side...