Ash-boss
Lifewriters

The figure had just awakened at the edge of a small valley. The cloak that covered himself and his clothes were slightly wet from being thrown into the water before he finally pulled over to the side of the valley. The hooded figure of the tattered ash cloak turned to the surroundings. Noticing each side of the uninhabited valley, the figure looked towards the time stone beside the old tree with pink blooming flowers with golden yellow flower juice. The branch of the tree was green as soon as the figure stepped its feet towards the middle of the valley.

"A quiet place" he said wagging some parts of his robe and clothes that were still wet. Occasionally the white, withered hand squeezed the ends of his robe and clothes that had not yet dried.

He walked around before approaching a time stone that he seemed to recognize. Occasionally along the edge of the lake-like water, the ragged ash-robed figure plays the water by pouring the water into the deep side of the valley. One drop hit his shadow, the old tree in the middle of the valley swayed slowly. Then grow new leaves and flowers. The branches at the bottom of the tree then drop the leaves that have started yellowing at one time.

The ragged ash-robed figure paid attention. He returned to water the old tree. The same thing repeated. This time the buds of the leaves and the buds of the new flower, transformed into a light green shade and the flower began to bloom slightly. Once again, that ragged ash-robed figure did the same. Shoots of leaves and buds of new flowers grow. The light green-colored leaves turned into an old dauh. The half-blooming flower, finally bloomed perfectly.

The figure smiled behind the hood of his robe. He got up from the side of the lake then stepped closer to the old tree that had grown a new bud on its branch.

"Thank you.." The voice sounded hoarse and indistinct. "Ups!" he covered his mouth with one hand. Noticing his much different voice, the tattered ash-robed figure swept his hands over the side of his robe.

"I'll rest here until the time comes." Said the ragged ash-robed figure and then lay himself under the branches of a tree that grew with its shade. The gurgling sound of water flowing slowly to the side of the valley became a melody of its own from the ragged ash-robed figure camping within the endless valley where it was thrown from the tribulation valley.

Now his eyes are closed. Imagine a life in which he lived as a human being. He saw how he was reincarnated. And before being reborn, in the valley of reincarnation, his figure met the one he so longed for. The figure of a pitch-black winged youth with his tattered ash robes was camping.

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The girl had just woken up from her sleep. Dai looked at the alarm clock next to his bed.

"Why do I always wake up at this hour!!" his weakness.

The girl had short hair. Her eyelashes are pliable and her eyes are round. The shape of his eyebrows slightly fused in the forehead. Her lips were tiny but so red. Her skin was a fair white which made the girl look a little different from a teenager her age.

The bangs covered his forehead, and made him look much different from his supposed age.

"It's only been 19 years." The girl patted her face in front of the mirror.

"Mirror. Mirror walled!" said it. " Who is the sweetest girl in the house?!" he then blinked one eye at the side of the mirror.

"Of course I am!!" he pointed back to himself.

After talking to herself in the mirror in front of her, the girl hit her head hard and again said indifferently.

"Stupid! You're talking to yourself again, Laras!!!"

The girl threw herself back on her bed. Look up to the ceiling of his room and then set his breath while enjoying some songs that softened his ears.

In a glance at the actions the girl had taken, a memory made her aghast waking up.

"What dream is that?!" he murmured and rubbed his forehead and ignored what was to him only a sleeping flower.

He approached the window and opened it. Letting the morning sun shine a light on his face that had just woken up from his short sleep.

"Good morning to the world. 😇" He said gratefully.

Not a breeze greeted her smooth white face, an action from the girl's brother made her look annoyed.

"Remember! We have to leave early in the morning to catch up with your lesson left behind." the long curly-haired female figure broke through the door of the other girl's room and stared with wide-eyed eyes. His eyebrows clashing on his forehead showed the seriousness of his speech.

"Yes, Rein!" answered the lazy girl who mentioned herself as the Baras.

While in the bathroom, she wet her hair. Every time his eyes closed, the same shadow flashed across the girl's mind. It was the shadow of a man sleeping under a tree branch somewhere out of nowhere. The figure seemed familiar to him. But until several times the shadow of the memory appeared, the girl named Laras was still unable to see clearly the face behind the ash hood that covered some of the face of the figure under the branch of the tree.

"What's wrong?" ask the girl next to Laras.

He was busy driving his car while humming happily before realizing that someone beside him was not like his usual self.

"Nothing" he answered and stared at the windshield in front of him.

As soon as the glass was bent towards him, the shadow of a part of the sleeping girl's face behind her hood flashed through the girl's mind. He frowned then sighed throwing a glance out the window of his friend's car.

"How many things have I forgotten?" tanyanya. He saw a shadow of himself on the glass side of his friend's car. Write down a name he likes best. It was his own name and the name of a shadow that he always remembered.

On the black-coated old book he had, the name was clearly inscribed from golden-black ink. Written with a special pen because it cannot be erased from the pages of the old book.

"You still remember that name?!" babble the girl behind the wheel she calls Rein. Rein looked at the writing that his friend had placed on the side of the glass of his car using his finger.

"Snack" said.

"Yes" replied the girl next to him.

"When it was still very bright, why did it suddenly rain?!"

Rein raised his head towards the front. Watch the suddenly changing weather. Lowering the rain is quite heavy and makes both trapped in turmoil because the campus parking lot with the main building is very far from each other.

They were both trapped in a car in the parking lot of the campus. The two let out a long sigh after exchanging glances with each other.

"I can't go down and make all my makeup wear off!" Rein flipped the windshield to face him.

"I don't want my clothes to get wet either!" The girl named Laras complained about imagining herself walking into class in a bedraggled outfit.

She, a short-haired girl named Laras tapped on the car glass with her finger. Eve felt increasingly cold and the dewy glass showed back the strokes of Eren's name written Laras on the side of the window.

The silence between the two broke, as soon as one knocked on the glass door of the car from the outside.

The two girls were shocked. Leave a movement that makes them stroke the chest because of it.

Again, the car's glass door was knocked. The barrel slowly opened the window and a folding umbrella handed over a hand behind the black umbrella.

"Wear this!"

Only that sentence was heard and followed by footsteps away from the side of the car. Though still drizzling rain, but the sound of his footsteps has its own rhythm in the girl called Laras.

Another shadow again teased the girl named Laras. It was the footsteps of a man who only clearly visible part of his foot that was stepping.

The girl named Laras was glued by holding the pink umbrella in her hand.

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