The caravan transporting goods from the eastern region to the south reached half of their destination as dusk settled in. Taking a break for the night, the caravaner brought some woods and seat to relax, exchange stories. On board was their usually bodyguard, this time however there was merc on board.



Doing the same thing, they sat the other side of the caravan, lighting a fire and sat down. Zahi reached within her personal belonging and pulled out the item requested. Sylve sigh of relief and pulled another item of the similar emotional value.




''Zahi'' So..... ready to tell me why i snuck past countless guards to fetch this?



''Sylve"" yeah.... I guess it's alright to talk about it. Well you see..... I am unsure what to do next. These plush i made, they are the only memories of the past, of before everything came to a horrible end.



''Zahi'' You mean when that lady you,re holding became a giant freak?



''Sylve'' I should have let her die, at least this way she'd be free..... I made these plush, so we would always be there for eachother. The perfect representation of our undying friendship. I knew Umasi since childhood, i always was there for her, protected her.... Whatever that creature is, It's not Umasi.




''Zahi'' Do you want me to dispose of them? Toss them in the fire?




''Sylve'' That would be the right thing to do..... I..... i don't know.



''Zahi'' Letting go of the past is hard, believe me i have scar that will never heal. I tried to forget my actions, but you can't forget your demons, you can only try to accept them and improve.



''Sylve'' So i should keep them?



''Zahi'' It would be wiser for your mental health. Plus you could bury this plush of Sylve along side Umasi corpse when she finally gets what she deserves.



''Sylve'' I suppose so..... Sometime i can hear her voice talking to me, she was my only reason to live. Trying to live for myself is something i never dare think about.


''zahi'' True, used to be part of a mercenary clan until we were hired for a job that destroyed my life. It broke us all into pieces. Some became cold blooded killers, one tried to redeem himself and i ..... I tried to kill myself multiple times. My friend always stopped my attempt, he believe i can find ways to atone myself.



''Sylve'' Do you believe you can turn page and live a new life?



''Zahi'' Im trying to figure it out still.... Do you mind if i stick around a little longer? I guess aiding caravans is a good way to start?



''Sylve'' i wouldn't object, plus it would be nice fighting alongside a nevrean again....

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