2 months has passed since I have learn magic from Nazen. It was hard, truly hard to control my magic, and was tiring as well. However I didn't give up, for this is something that I need in order to protect myself, and this is one of the few things I have to keep myself amuse.

Life here, in the village is.. How should I say this. Quite boring? After 2 weeks I have stayed here I feel that things didn't seems right for me, it's a little bit dull.

It's not that I think it's a bad life here, I actually quite enjoyed it but I just feel that each day have been getting longer, and more boring.

Maybe it's because I find nothing that interest me except magic. Or maybe it's just I find it boring to be coped up in Nazen's house without doing anything outside.

It's not as if he forbid me go out, more like he told me to go out once in a while and play with the other kids.

Of course I tried that once, when I did I wasn't able to get along with them, and soon after I gave up the idea of playing with them.

After the failure of playing with them, I pass the days by practicing magic, and reading Nazen's books.

He has many books, more like he owns a personal library. Most of the books are things about the outside world, and many of them were in different languages.

There were books about herbs, history, and there were some story books as well. Not only that, but he also have books with the same topics but different languages which is quite interesting.

Learning the languages were pretty challenging as well, even now I can't barely use them. Except for the language I use to talk with Nazen, and the one that the “image” showed.

This thing called “ image” is something that had happen when I first cast magic. As it says, this phenomenon shows me an image of someone, and somehow I learn the basic knowledge after the image came to cease.

I don't know much about this, even after I experience it 2 times but somehow I just can't shake the feeling that it seems to be link to my memories.

Even now after I try to remember my past, nothing shows up. So you can see why I thought that those “image” has something to do with my memories.

Anyway, the language that I saw in this “image” is quite… weird. The words are simple, and looks pretty old. But when I saw them in the image they were complicated, and look advance.

It's quite weird you know.. Usually it'll be either simple, and advance looking, or complicated, and old looking.

“Alden are you here?” Said Nazen

Who is this Alden you might be wondering. Well that's me! That's my name now!

Since I don't remember who I am, which means I don't have a name. Since I don't have one Nazen decided to gave me one. He said it would create a lot of troubles if I don't have one. Personally I quite like the name.

“Yes, what is it?” I said as I walk to him.

He’s on his room, reading a book while writing something in a piece of paper.

“You know, I think it's time for you to get some fresh air, have a walk around town, and maybe buy something you want to. It's bad for your health if you're cooed up in here all the time you know. “

“But-”

“No buts! Just go outside and enjoy the outside world.” He said while pushing me outside.

Now that I'm outside I guess I should just walk around the village, and maybe buy a few snacks.

So, I walk around the village taking a look at all the stalls, and items around the village. But I didn't didn't buy anything since there's nothing that seems interesting.

After a minute later, found a girl playing with her doll, near the lake. The girl has blond hair, and green eyes. She also has a fair skin, and looks to me that she's around my age.

She's now playing playing with her doll as if they're alive, and talking to herself as if there's another person over there.

Creepy.. Is my impression of her. I know it's rude but it really is creepy.

“Who's there?”

The girl turn her head, and saw me. Should I greet her? Nazen did say that I need a friend or two, and from how she’s all alone maybe she doesn't have any friend. I wonder if I should become her friend, and if she's willing to be mine.

Then again, he did say not to be friend with someone creepy or weird. So should I walk away instead? That girl did gave me a lot of creeps, yeah I should probably run away.

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Then again, if I leave her then I won't have any friend. But then again there's no guarantee that she want to become my friend in the first place, plus she's creepy, and weird.

Should I go, and ask her to become my friend afterall? Or should i just walk away, and pretend never see her in the first place? This is quite hard to choose.

“Hey, what are you thinking about?”

Before I decide whether I should call her or not, she already got near me, and ask me a question.

“I'm thinking whether you're a weirdo or not.”

“W-what? What makes you think that I'm a weirdo?”

“First of all, you're all alone playing with your doll as if they were real. Second, you just talk yourself as if there was somebody else. Third, you just gave me the creeps. “

“Wait,wait what's with that last one? It's wrong, just wrong you know! A-and it's not I'm talking to myself, it's just no one can see them!”

“Isn't that basically the same?”

“It's not! Anyway, you still haven't answer my first question. Who are you?”

“Alden, and you are?”

“Felice. So, Alden wanna play with me?”

“If what you mean is playing with dolls, while talking to yourself then no. Weirdo.”

“I’m not weird! I'll show you that I'm not weird!” She grab my hand, and force me to come along with her.

“Here!” She hand me the doll that she was playing with.

Hmm, the doll is pretty well made. The design are good, and the stitches are all in the right place. But what's up with this doll..

It's face is to much humanlike. Not only that, but the hands,legs,body, and even the clothes are human like. It's good, but I wonder if a doll should be this much humanlike. That aside..

“What am I suppose to do with this?” I asked her.

It can't be that I'm suppose to talk with the doll. No way right?..

“Talk with it!”

I can't believe she just told me to talk with the doll, and I can see in her eyes that she really mean it.

I should reject her right? Right? But the way she look, she really mean it. I suppose I should..

“Hm? What's this..”

I didn't see it before, but inside this doll there's a lot of Mana in it. Could this doll really talk?

“What's wrong?”

“Huh? No it's nothing. So all I need to do is talk with the doll right?”

“Yeah, try to talk with it!”

Oh well, here we goes nothing.

“Umm, hello?”

“...”

I wait for a few minutes, and…Nothing. The doll didn't talk, or did anything to me. You, she's definitely a weirdo.

“Wait, wait why didn't it talk?”

“Maybe because that it's only in your imagination that the doll talked.”

“W-what? No, it definitely talk, believe me!”

“I don't know, that's a hard thing for me to do..”

As expected, the doll didn't talk. Which mean that the thing about how the doll talk is just get imagination.

Aside that, I'm interested why is there so much mana in this doll. According to one of many books in Nazen's house a doll shouldn't have any mana unless they're are being used by magic,or has something dwells inside of it.

The girl doesn't seem to be able to use any controlling magic, so I guess the latter apply to this one instead. Of course I could be wrong, but I don't think so.

Now the question is.. What's inside? What thing does dwell inside this doll? Spirit? Someone's soul?

“Hmm, this is pretty interesting.”

“Eh? You mean you think the doll is interesting? Does that mean you like dolls?”

“No, I don't I prefer reading books, rather than playing with dolls. What I meant by interesting, is what inside this doll body.”

“Umm, shouldn't there be cotton inside it?”

“Well yes, but that's not what I mean.”

“Umm, I don't get it.. Anyway, you didn't hear the voice right?”

“Yeah, must be your imagination. Weirdo.”

“I'm not a weirdo! Try again, try and talk to the doll again!” And so I begin to try to talk to the doll while examining it.

In the end I didn't hear any voice, nor do I know what's inside the doll. What's worse is now my ears are hurt, because of how loud, and how much Felice shout at me and telling me to talk to the doll.