Deia falls through the cavity while shrieking for help. She blames her foolishness to trust her visions and follow a deranged person. She is going to die. She can't even use a spell to cushion her fall. Why is she not normal? Why can't she find her spirit? Where the hell is that thing?
Suddenly, she feels like hitting a jelly-like substance. It absorbs her like a sponge. She closes her eyes when the bright light hits her eyes. She realizes that she is falling again, but not like before. She hits the ground on her back. The sky is blue and cloudless. There is no sun, but it is as bright as the afternoon. She sits up curiously. The ground is full of rich green thick grass. The willowy trees are full of flowers and rich fruits. Far away, she can see the outline of a city and mountains.
She is surprised. Did she come to the high realm? Only the high realm is supposed to be beautiful like this.
"Nothing has changed." She hears Mogrok's sad voice behind her. Mogrok hops ahead of her and looks at the distant city. "The tainted Dark Ehr is preserving it just the way it was."
"Preserving?" Deia realizes what he means. Is this the pieces of the world before the war? The weather is neither too warm nor too cool. It's like this place is stuck on a forever spring season. "The world was beautiful before it was broken apart by the Dark God."
Mogrok turns around. "Seer, remember that the Dark God didn't break apart the world."
"He didn't leave them any choice." Deia chins up with anger, forgetting Mogrok's real form or the vision that she has seen. "If he didn't taint the Dark Ehr or tried to destroy the world, they wouldn't have done it."
"What do you know, Seer?" Mogrok asks her sarcastically. "You can't even see the future properly. A true seer's vision is not limited to the future. You are just an extremely poor mimicry of your ancestor."
"You know my ancestor?" Deia bends her knees. "Have you met them?"
"I don't want to tell someone who only believes in what people speak of." Mogrok turns away from her, irritated. "Seer, you know nothing about your lineage. It's sad to see your state. Your ancestor's soul must be crying tears of blood right now."
Deia looks around. This place seems habitual, but the Dark Ehr along with the soulless and tainted creatures makes it impossible to live here. She wonders if there is ever going to be a solution. If all the realms could be reunited, the world could be whole again.
"We arrived at a good time." Iver frowns when he sees Deia talking to Mogrok. The Seer knows the spirit tongue. It seems that he is the only one who can't understand this spirit beast. He pulls some grass from the ground and burns it. The smoke is so bad that Deia and Mogrok start coughing.
"Do you want to kill us?" Mogrok wants to bash this man's head. Why is he burning this weed? His sensitive nose is being assaulted. Iver glances at him and raises his brows. Looks like the spirit beast is complaining. Never mind.
"Why are you burning that?" Deia asks. The smell is bad. It is like the foul smell of vomit. She feels like throwing up too. "It smells so bad."
"Your nose will get used to this." Iver is pleased to see that they find it discomforting. He doesn't like the Seer or the Spirit Beast.
"That hurts." With a loud thump, Kresi falls on the ground with Kyo landing right above her. "Kyo, you are getting heavy."
"Sister, I am sorry." He moves away from Kresi and helps her get up. "Where does it hurt?"
"I am fi-" Kresi closes her mouth when she sees Kyo pulling the neckline of her tunic and peeking inside. "Sister, you are hurt badly. You have two swellings on your chest. We should apply ointment."
Iver and Deia look away. It's better to pretend that they didn't see anything.
Kresi is speechless and slow in reacting. First, she has never thought that he would do something like that. Second, he is looking at them shamelessly without a slice of awareness. She looks in shock as he pulls put the ointment from her pocket and rubs them on his hand. Before she can find her voice or move, he moves his hand inside her tunic and massages the ointment over her two modest 'swellings'. Her brains start malfunctioning.
"Soft." Kyo finds the sensation very very very pleasant. Are swellings from wounds become soft like this? Whenever he got hurt in the capital, she applied ointment on the bumps on his head. Did his sister also feel this good at that time? His palms rub the hardening peaks. Surprised, he rubs them harder. "Sister, your swelling is getting worse. Does it hurt more now?"
"Boy!" Mogrok jumps up and down in anger. "That's not swelling, idiot."
***
What is going on? I can't understand. I don't understand. He is diligently applying soothing ointment there and asking me if it hurts. Am I being molested by my younger brother? How do I respond to him? I want to slap him, but my hands are not moving.
"Fool!" Mogrok roars at Kyo. "Bring those hands out of her shirt, you pervert!"
"Sister, what is a pervert?"
"Those are not..." Mogrok glances at me once. "Master, please come back to life."
"Sister, we should take you to the doctor." Kyo looks at me with deep worry. "Those swellings are getting bigger. You must be in real pain."
"..." I grab his hands with tears of frustration. I am happy that he is worried about me, but this is not acceptable. I pull out his hands out of my tunic. "Kyo, I am fine."
"But, sister -" He glances at my chest. I follow his eyes. My peaks are showing on the shirt. I am ashamed. Kyo did what he did because he is innocent, but why did my body react? On top of that, I am not wearing a bra. My blossoms are still small and growing. So, I didn't think that I need them yet. The bras of this world are not comfortable like the ones from my previous world.
"Kyo." I wrap my arms on my chest to hide them. "I will explain later. Can you turn around?"
"Master, I am so sorry." Mogrok closes his eyes and rolls on the ground.
"Okay." Kyo doesn't question me and turns around. I summon a thick robe out of the space ring and wear it over my clothes. It's already hot, but there is no other solution. I have to find a place to change first.
"Master is a female. You are a male. You can't touch her there." Mogrok scowls at Kyo. "Boy, you and I need to have a talk."
"Sister is a female?" Kyo scratches his chin. "What is a female?"
I give up. I had no idea that Kyo didn't even know the difference between a man and a woman. He just followed me around with an ignorant outlook to the world. I look at Deia and Iver who are staring up at the sky with red faces. I am so embarrassed.
"A female human has swellings on the chest and a secret chamber between her legs." Mogrok raises his one arm and points between Kyo. "You are a male. A male has a flat chest and a long thing between the legs."
"I have a long thing," Kyo eyes me with wonder. His eyes go below. "Sister, you don't have that long thing."
"..." Where are you looking? Where the heck is this conservation going?
"Yes, she doesn't." Mogrok smirks at Kyo. "Boy, do you know what male do with that long thing to the female? I will teach you the secret of the universe. It will be an honour."
I kick Mogrok before he can utter any more word of rubbish.