“Get out of the way!” shouts Ker.
“It’s all clear. Everyone will dance. Some will find joy, and some pain,” Ro responds.
With an unmatched arsenal of combat techniques and a vengeful spirit, he aggressively defends his friend’s right to happiness against the usurpers Cer, Ver, and Russ. Swiftly, he disarms the latter, seizes his hunger pouch, and uproots his tongue before the pack can react.
It seems indeed that the good days may have long passed for everyone, and all are bringing out their tough selves. Thus, during the dance on the other side of the same page, Eris is swept away by the scents emanating from Choky’s zone.
She directs her left hand, without caring to hide or disguise her new intentions, into the pockets with food and forcefully diverts his attention from the dance.
That drop overflows the cup and triggers multi-layered chain events. Thoughts automatically spring into Choky’s head, and Manqui finds an opportunity to form memories again.
“With this belt with pockets and all its attachments, I will have my freedom again. I made a worthy one for you, my friend Cho Kyon, so you can run all I created and now give to you, on your own! I’ll travel to the stars, to the Earth resting in peace in pieces, so to see what I’ve been missing all my life!”
Close to Cho and Eris, within the same space piece, the furious Ro fights fiercely in a parallel, intense, painful clash with the pack.
Russ withdrew with apparent signs of silent defeat on his face, leaving them with one member less. It won’t be for long, though, as while Ro seems to have the situation under control against the remaining Cer and Ver, he will return silently, applying a deception plan, channeling ink of obscuration, turning his inability to shout into a decisive weapon of surprise.
On the other hand, with all his weapons strapped on him, Choky begins to feel it’s his turn to act.
“…I realize… how alluring my zone can be… it brought me here to you… it will take me away… It’s my freedom… I won’t share it… Not yet… Not like this!”
“You’ve imagined me somehow… you don’t recognize me at all otherwise.”
He thinks Eris no longer desires him but his belt, and feeling disappointed, he pushes her forcefully away from him.
“My heart broken into pieces, made of glass as if it were made, yearned for life and was disappointed,” Choky murmurs, looking into his pockets.
From the start, the odds were not in their favor, and stumbling there, she falls toward a small cliff.
The scene was violent, controlled, bloody. The ratio came again three to one. On the first day of the sixty-seventh year Post Sections, that is, the first Day, at the first Hour of the first night of the new year, Ro was murdered.
“My memory will be erased… The system will reboot somehow… you will be reprogrammed somehow… differently… Ready?” he breathes out his last question.
