บท 3: Ch 3 Who am I
"Pain ... stinging ... suffocating."
Evan grabbed his chest, it was warm there. Evan knew that was not because of his temperature, but the blood flowing on his palms. The pain was getting worse as Evan tried to take his hand away, and saw the blood covering his hand.
Evan screamed, but there was no voice of his, he kept trying until Evan ran out of energy and finally he lost his balance. Evan thought, his body would be greeted by the hardness of the ground, but who would have thought, EVAN WAS DROWNING!
Evan was reaching out, trying to find something to reach before Evan went deeper. But no matter how hard he was trying, Evan only found an emptiness until finally he reached the darkest point.
"Help!"
That's not his voice.
"Help!"
Again, that's not his voice.
"Please!"
Evan felt a strong sting as the third voice sounded. Like being struck by lightning, Evan pulled his hair, trying to get rid of the pain, but instead of going away, the pain grew along with pieces of events that Evan didn't recognize.
Who are they?
The pain and the pieces of events were getting worse, until finally Evan felt a white light emerging from the darkness, approaching and devouring him..
***
"Hiraeth! Finally you wake up!"
A woman was kneeling down on the floor, tears were in her eyes, her lips quivering but she smiled simultaneously when the lying body on the bed opened his eyes. He blinked several times, trying to adjust the light forcing into his retina. After a few moments, he turned to someone next to him, to the voice he heard previously.
"Hiraeth!"
Once again the woman called. Tears were still falling from her eyes, but she smiled happily as she saw her son actually got his awakening. The lying body on the bed was her son.
Despite being called twice, the boy did not respond. The boy frowned then asked himself. Who is this woman? Who is Hiraeth she has been calling? And where am I?- he took his eyes off the woman, then looked around him. Everything was just filled with wood without a layer of paint, looked old and fragile because there were holes made by insects. The furniture also looked worn and some books were lined up neatly on the shelves that looked ready to collapse at any time. where is this?- again he asked himself.
A man wearing a long white vest approached. Then he asked. "Do you feel hurt or kind of it on your body?"
Who are they? Do they know me? Why am I here? does the Evescent family go broke during my sleep?-
He turned to the doctor who asked him, then shook his head while holding his chest. It did not hurt at all. How is it possible- did not believe what he felt, spontaneously untied his shirt, then looked at his smooth and skinny chest.
Skinny? The boy took off the clothes for a second time, he noticed his own body. The ribs were prominent on the skin without flesh or grease. The skinny belly and slim waist. Is this my body?
"Hiraeth? What's going on?" the woman asked, worried about her son's act.
"Can I borrow a mirror?" begged the boy. This is not my voice!-
"Sure." The white vest man answered while handing a mirror.
The boy grabbed it then he looked at the reflection in the mirror. White hair and white pale skin looked like a corpse? The boy was still looking at the face in the mirror. Everything looked strange, except one thing, the eye color. The eyes reflected by the mirror are red, very alike to his. The same eyes as Evan Evescent, the youngest top-level witch in the Akaid Kingdom. Then whose body is this?-
"I'm sorry, but I don't remember anything," The boy tried to convince them, "Even my own name." He kept talking with a trembling voice. Perhaps he just woke up.
Both were shocked, the woman who was kneeling down and the man in the white vest. The white vest man approached, then asked. "Do you feel hurt or kind of it in your head?".
The boy was silent for a moment. "When I was sleeping... Before waking up, my head and my chest really hurt. I felt like it would burst out," He said.
The kneeling woman was taken to another room. She followed up without questioning or protest. Just several minutes, they returned.
The woman has white hair, the same as the one reflected by the mirror, it is longer until it reaches her hips. Her eyes are blue, looking well-suited with her hair even if it is dull. The woman approached, then sitting next to the boy who was still looking at the mirror a moment ago.
"My name is Irish. Your mother." she said, pointing at herself, then her finger moved to the boy. "And you're Hiraeth, my son." She continued.
The woman smiled as she saw her son paid attention. "You are fifteen years old, your dream is to become a remarkable witch like Mr. Evan Evescent." Do I idolize myself? No, I'm not a narcissist. It is certain that the woman meant is the body that I occupy-
"Can I sleep?" asked Evan. He had to know everything that had just happened to him. All the shocking facts that he was Evan Evescent got into the body of a little boy named Hiraeth.
"Sleep? Sure, in that case we will talk outside." The man quickly took the woman named Irish out, he gave the understanding that the child needed time for himself.
After the two strangers left, Evan again raised the mirror in his hand then he said. "As I expected, I entered someone else's body. In other words, my soul resides in the body of a little boy named Hiraeth." Evan touched his smooth face without scars, the skin was also white and pale. "like a corpse."
Evan closed his eyes, honestly he never thought that he would be betrayed by the person he trusted the most. But even more he could not believe it, the fact that he entered the body of a poor and useless little boy.
"I can even tell how poor they are just by looking at my current clothes. not to mention...." Hiraeth stopped his utterance for a moment, he closed his eyes again, trying to see what kind of body he had.
"Damn, I even just saw the darkness!" Evan opened his eyes. "Actually what's wrong with this body!"
All the energy he had felt sucked when he realized the body he was occupying at this time was very useless.
"It seems like this is the butterfly effect of me slaughtering humans on the battlefield."
"I'M REALLY FUCKED!"
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