My big bro is awesome!
Why? He is the same age as me, but he is taller and stronger than me. He always plays with us, and always creates us many stories to accompany us to bed! I especially like the story about the super powerful knight that could save and protect everyone! I want to be strong! So I could protect everyone! Including my big bro!
I want to be like big bro! I want to protect Asura, and father, and every one of villagers! Thus, I will be like him! I will get stronger! And smarter like him!
But... Tonight... He seems a little down...
I don't know why, but he told us a story... a very very sad story, where brothers fighting another even after they die and born again... Still, in the end... they became brother again and protect their beloved village... and have their own family...
Then, late at night... the story end, Asura and me look at him... somehow we feel sad...
"alright then, The story ended! And you two should go to sleep!"
""Okay big bro""
he pat me and say...
"Indra, be nice to Asura and be sure to protect him and father... okay?"
"Father is strong! So what is Futami-san said..."
"Father maybe strong, but he... was too kind and abstract... he can't tell want he want and always in fear... and guilt..."
"I don't really understand but, okay!"
"Asura too, be nice to your big bro Indra okay? Be sure to protect him too!"
"um... okay... big bro..."
"alright then... See you later, my dear brothers..."
"Good night... Iza-niisan(brother in japanese)"
"Nighty... Iza-niichan"
"Okay... good night..."
Then, we fell asleep... not yet...
after Iza-niisan left we chat about him... and we want to be strong and smart like him... well, mostly it's just me that always think of that though...
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As soon as he left the village, Izana goes into the wood. Then after several miles from the village, he sense the power of his father, like a gentle water... running around the world, sealing the memories about him...
"what should I do next huh..."
murmur him...
'you know it's disgusting when you describe that...'
well, it's my job...
'well, that's true but... it is disgusting...'
IT IS MY JOB
'well, then... should I call that frog gamamaru or should I go there myself huh...'
Where do you want to go?
'ain't you supposed to already know where I will go?'
I already told you that you are an error of this world, and I am not a f*ing scenario writer... I AM A NARRATION!
'Where were you ever found a narration talk with the actor?... duh...'
Well, many place like in a comedy?...
'Isn’t this story supposed to be an action bundled with tragedy?...'
alright alright... so where'll you go?
'Nature world!'
Heh, if you've like this then the story will be faster...
'making it longer don't kill you'
Well, I want to go home...
'you damn narration! You just want to get home faster!'
Hey, the feeling of mattress in home is heavenly... and it's sucking me...
'damn it! I've got no mattress ever since I gone here! You damn worker...'
Shut up error! You make me work harder you know! At least let me do that in home!
'sigh... okay then... I give up with you... after all, this will be our last conversation...'
it sure is... My job is narration of ninshuu village...
'well, then... I'll go myself to the nature world, and left that old frog flabbergasted'
what do you want to do there?
'seeking for beauties... as if... well, mostly train in my nature power~ and do some cultivation more...'
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hmm...
'okay then, I'll go now~ lucky that chakra could be used to open crack the space as long you know how to...'
wait... what work did you do before again?
'I'm a normal white-collar worker (salary man), with a master degree in chemistry, biology, and physic~ okay then see you!'
what! hey! What a freak... why did he work as a salary man then... ah.. so that's why he say that in the late chapter....
thus, Izana broke the space around him... and... Vanished at the same time as the space restored...
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In 3 years of time, what do you think he had learn? Yes, it’s his inherent skill. Izana in fact receive the skill that his Grandmother have, it is a teleportation, or a magic to control space.
It is amazing, but sadly he could only use it 1 time... no no no, it’s not for a day. It’s in fact scare him, that he could only use it once in a length of 2 years. He has approved this, when he casually try to teleport himself when he still 1.5 years old. It’s a blessing that he didn’t try to teleporting in a more distant place…
Of course, along the course of his upgrade of Soul and Body he can in fact control it more and more often, at least by this time, in his age of 4, he could use uses it for more than 5 for a year. Although he can go and fro wherever he want if he just teleport to a place nearby that his eyes could reach. But, it’ll be bad if he used it like this time…
Using a teleportation by opening the tunnel of time and space could be a one way and never back method. This is because he could be trapped in the rift between dimensions, if he’s lucky he will just dead in the distortion of the space.
Of course not many will want to know about this trivia; however this knowledge is something that must to be told, to continue our story.
By the time Izana entered the Dimension tunnel, the sound of the unknown being stopped. He walk through the tunnel he created there’s a paved road that connect to his destination, in this path everyone who challenge the path will perish because of the distortion that will put no one in their eyes, only ones who could breakthrough or invulnerable to it will be able to cross the path freely.
Alas, Izana were not one. He know his limits, and he dare not to touch the distortion. Walking through the path he sees many dimension and many things that were trapped in the distortion, waiting for their ends there.
“Wow… If those nerds in earth seen this… I’m pretty sure they will scream in awe…”
Walking through the unending path that seems so distant take him long enough and make him very tired, for several times, he sit there and rest for a while. At this time, in the village of the Ninshuu.
“Morning Villager A…”
“Yeah… Morning Pedestrian A”
“I believe I forgot something important… do you remember if I has tell you that ‘thing’?”
“Heck… How should I know… you should as your wife…”
“Are you mocking me… she’s already in earth you fvker…”
“eh… I’m sorry… I too am feeling something important that I forgot… so I’m kinda feel prickly here…”
“Wow… so Villager A could forget something huh…”
“Of course… like your dead wife that I…”
“I what!? You fvker! What did you do to my deceased wife?!”
“I ain’t do nothing! *run away*”
“Damn you Villager A!! Wait for me to torture then you’ll answer!”
The Village is full of those questions in their head, including even Futami and Hagoromo, even they were feeling something missing, but dare not to think it further seeing the chaos that happens because of these missing memories of the villagers…
“Nii-chan?... Nii-chan?... huh… *sob* *sob*”
Only the toddler Indra that feels his important person missing was crying, while Asura too cry beside him knowing nothing but sadness imprinted in his heart…