Chapitre 18: Chapter 10: Hidden Pasts (Part 1)
Ethan: "Do you know ghosts are real and Barry is one of them?"
Wait! My brain didn't even process that.
Ethan: "So, did you know this?"
Kais: "You –"
Ethan: "Yeah, what?"
I see him smiling as usual, only this time I can't keep my calm completely. This might only backfire but I gotta ask.
Kais: "How do you know Barry?"
Ethan: "Well, that's simple."
Kais: "Simple – how?"
The burst of emotions inside me isn't coming out. Instead, I think my face right now has become emotionless.
Ethan: "Hmm …"
Is this some kind of defense mechanism my body seems to be using? It might help me use psychic if needs be but, the anxiety deep within me continues to grow because of it.
Kais: "Answer already."
If he takes any more time answering, I might not be able to stop my emotions from running wild.
Ethan: "You really shouldn't try to hold back those emotions."
Kais: "Who are you … to give my any advice?"
Ethan: "I guess that's true too. I am not a psychic like you, I can't completely understand your pain, but I sure as hell know that it's not good for you."
Ethan's tone during these lines has suddenly become serious. I look at him to find that his smile has completely disappeared.
Ethan: "Anyway, the decision is up to you in the end."
Kais: "You … haven't answered my question yet."
Ethan: "How did I know Barry, right?"
Kais: "Right."
Ethan: "Are you sure you want to know?"
I understand what he's trying to say. Knowing the truth might hurt me even more. But regardless, I have to find out what he means.
Kais: "Yeah, spill it."
Ethan: "Well, as you wish then."
He walks towards me not saying anything. I have my guard up for anything suspicious he might try to do, but
Ethan: "The Eyes of Truth"
Kais: "What?"
Ethan looks at me but I can't look back.
Ethan: "This is the reason that I know you … and that I know Barry."
His eyes – there's some kind of shine coming from them. They are glowing enough to make me avert my gaze from them.
Kais: "What's that?"
But no eyes should be able to shine like this. And, this light coming from it is … blue. There's no blue light I can see that his eyes would be reflecting. But then, what's up with him?
Ethan: "I said it before. These are the 'Eyes of Truth'."
Kais: "And what's that supposed to mean?"
What are these 'Eyes of Truth' anyway? That just sounds like a name you'd come up with to sound cool.
Ethan: "Do I really need to say?"
Kais: "Of course you …"
And then it dawns on me. I have heard about something like this before. I think I know what it means.
Kais: "They are … from the legend?"
Ethan: "Well, I guess you remember now."
A man whose eyes could not be deceived.
This was one of the stories Barry told me. If it's true, then 'Eyes of Truth' would be a pretty accurate name for them.
Kais: "But that means … you are …"
Ethan: "If you are thinking I am the man from that legend, I am not. At least, I don't think I am. I am just a 20-year-old normal human with special eyes."
Kais: "But then why do you have them?"
This isn't something hereditary. So that possibility does not exist. Then how can he gain something from a legend of about 1000 years ago.
Ethan: "No idea."
The 'Eyes of Truth' keep glowing and the shine is always blinding. It is as if the eyes don't want anyone to look into them while they look into others.
Kais: "You are … no normal human."
Ethan: "Or so you say."
Kais: "You –"
Ethan: "Against completely inhuman people like you and her, do my eyes really make that much of a difference."
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Sona: "You truly are and always will be – pathetic."
The sight of a human insulting a dragon is rare to say the least. What is even rarer is the sight of the dragon not retorting.
Dragon: "Damn!"
To think a being like him would actually be terrified of a human who could do nothing but talk was beyond imagination. Yet, this moment has come to pass.
Sona: "Don't bother, dragon. You will never be free from the terror you are feeling now."
Dragon: "What!?"
Sona: "I did say I have done my fair bit of research, didn't I?"
Dragon: "You did, but … what's that supposed to mean?"
The dragon's anxiousness is finally coming to his face. Sona is delighted to see this. She doesn't want his expression to relax. She wants him to keep suffering for all eternity. That's the severity of the hatred she has for him.
Sona: "Figure it out for yourself."
So she decides to not tell the dragon anything. Keep him in the dark while bullying him – the perfect way to cause suffering. That's the thought in Sona's mind.
Dragon: "You … answer me this instant."
The words that sound like a threat are far from it. Said in a shaking voice, these words are the dragon's cries for truth –
Sona: "You want answers?"
Dragon: "Of course I do."
Sona looks at the dragon with the same bloodshot eyes. She is utterly disgusted by this creature. She wants him to keep suffering. Yet she still has some sanity inside her. She won't let an opportunity slip away.
Sona: "Then, answer me first."
Dragon: "Huh?"
Sona: "Don't be so surprised. There are a lot of things I have no idea about. But you know about them."
The dragon understands the point too, but whether he can answer or not depends on the questions. If he doesn't answer though, he won't get any answers in return.
Sona: "So? What do you say?"
Dragon: "I can't guarantee I will answer."
Sona: "Then I can't guarantee you'll get any answers either."
Dragon: "Tch!"
He clicks his tongue. He wants the answers to his questions. It is not something he needs, but something he desperately desires after seeing Sona's animosity. But is that desire strong enough for him to ignore the reason for which he tries to hide 'those answers'?
Dragon: "Well, what is it you want to ask?"
He decides to ask. After all, there's a chance her questions would be ones he can answer after all.
Sona: "Well, now that you're ready …"
The dragon has calmed down a little because of the sudden change in Sona's behavior from complete killing intent to a mix of killing intent and curiosity.
Sona: "How long do you have to live?"
And then a question comes that agitates him again.
Dragon: "What-"
This is a question he never expected anyone to ask him, because no one should even be able to think of it.
Sona: "I know you are going to die shortly. I am just asking how much time is left for it to happen."
Sona's eyes are still bloodshot but there is also a tiny glimpse of certainty in them. She knows for a fact that the dragon would die. How she came to know about it? Only she can answer that.
Dragon: "How do you know about that?"
The dragon does not understand how anyone could know about something that – he has done his utmost to hide from the rest of the world.
Sona: "I'm the one asking questions right now."
He clicks his tongue. Sona is not going to answer and there is no point in trying to force her to, because it won't work. This much is clear just from her last sentence.
Sona: "Now answer. Or is that something you can't tell me?"
Dragon: "No, it's-"
She demands an answer and the dragon can comply, so there should be no reason he shouldn't answer. That's the line of reasoning that drives the woman whose mind is almost at the brink of insanity.
Dragon: "I won't say."
The dragon, however, still refuses to answer. This isn't something he has an obligation to keep secret, but something he wants to keep secret. And to him, both secrets have the same value.
Sona: "So that's how it is?"
The dragon knows what is coming. She would lash out at him. She would insult him and try to intimidate him. The dragon is more powerful but for some reason he will still be afraid. That's what is going to happen. At least, he thinks that is what's going to happen.
Sona: "So, the time left is so short you're afraid to tell me?"
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