TF Chapter 50 Leaving The Continent
***Kim Bora***
MSWP-2, that was the vessel that we were headed for after departing from the sun.
Space had always been something which had fascinated me endlessly, even influencing my decision to take on science studies during my youth.
Stepping onto the vessel that was the pinnacle culmination of human science had always been one of my dreams.
The MSWap, as those of us in the science field liked to call them, were two huge cube shaped ships capable of warp travel.
If I wasn't nervous and constantly in doubt of whether what I had chosen to do was the correct decision, my heart would have been palpitating with excitement at the fact that I was about to step foot onto one of these legendary behemoths.
Through the screen, whose feed was being provided by the numerous photo sensors on the hull of the small ship, we could see the rage of the sun, the waves of molten elements unleashing their fury upon the surface of the sun. It was chaotic beauty as far as I was concerned. It was a visual representation of the turmoil that was in my heart.
Had I chosen the correct path when I had decided to continue along the forger path? Was I going to die?
No matter how much I tried to chase away the fear from my thoughts, by diverting my attention, it always returned.
This craft was carrying hundreds of us away from Musana continent where we had been holed up for the past year. We three were occupying two seats which were facing each other, where I could see that Nathaniel was simply watching the screen, his thoughts unreadable. His hands were rubbing his thighs, probably because he didn't feel safe without his sword, which he had been ordered to leave on Musana.
It looks like he was going to have a rough time as his entire combat strategies had been centered around it. So far, we hadn't been briefed about anything as they had simply told us that we would only be given the information we were all curious about after we boarded the warp ship.
(Sigh)
I took in a very deep breath after the sigh, trying to get rid of my fear and also get my nerves under control, which was a failing endeavour.
"Bora, it looks like you still haven't come to terms with your decision." Spoke Danny, who was covered from head to toe with a thin silvery suit just like all of us. It was a manifestation of our nanosuits, which were acting as our spacesuits, in case an accident happened and we were tossed into space, though, we most definitely wouldn't survive if it happened now as we were still within the sun's gravitational influence, not to mention the millions of scorching degrees which would cause us to die instantaneously!
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"Danny, why is it that you are showing such intense care for me?" I asked while fixing him with a stare, to which he didn't avert his gaze.
It was a good thing that we had been ordered to board the crafts in our team formations, a hint that wherever we were going, the teams were still going to be a major arrangement.
"Bora, have you ever read fantasy novels?"
Oh! Nathaniel actually took the initiative to speak! How surprising! It had become harder to have him even release a single word ever since that incident.
"I have, a few times when I was bored. What are you getting at?" It looked like Danny had chosen to let Nathaniel do the talking. I had always noticed that the guy wanting to cozy up to Nathaniel, though, I was still in the dark on the particular reason.
"Have you ever wanted to become like them? To have magic? To become a cultivator?... This here is the one single chance that you have to fulfill your childhood dream. Why are you still on the fence? Your body is here with us, but your mind appears to be districted by millions of thoughts. If you keep being like this, then there is a very high chance that you might perish!"
His gaze contained an earnestness I had never seen within. He was advising me sincerely.
As a human who had grown up choosing the most optimal choice logically...well...except for the fact that I had decided to become a forger to spite that man...it was very hard for me to swallow having decided to choose an option where the chances of death could be as high as 90%!
"It will be better if you adjust yourself because you might cause our deaths if you stay like this. Trust me on this! I will most definitely choose to escape with Nat senior if you ever cause us problems!" Danny leaned back into the seat, though, not without earning glares from the two of us. His words had been serious!
Its a good thing that even Nathaniel appeared puzzled by that as his eyes were glued to the guy's face.
Both of them were right. But was it really that easy for me to calm down? I shifted uneasily in the seat which was made for practicality instead of comfort. It even strengthened this feeling of mine that we were soldiers heading to their deaths.
***Nathaniel***
Celeste had warned me of the fact that I had grown too attached to the sword, such that without it, I would be useless. I had known all along that it was all true yet, I had never imagined that I would lose the chance...
(Sigh)
It looked like I was going to have to change myself if I was to survive wherever we were headed. I had only decided to barge into the conversation and give advice to Bora because I had been nervous. I was a bundle of nerves, same as her. If I hadn't spoken out, I would probably have been quaking within my metaphorical boots.
Courage was something that I didn't have enough of. The moment we had been told that there was an over 90% chance of death, I had been of the mind to simply withdraw after all, I had already looked death twice in the eyes. There was a chance that the third time would be the charm.
Danny...this youth was someone I still didn't have a full grasp of. Looking at his side profile as he pretended to look at the screen showing the Sun's surface, I wondered why he had spoken such words. Why wouldn't he save Bora? I had thought that our friendship had been forged within the trials of blood.
So, why was he like this? There had been a finality within his tone when he had spoken of abandoning her, his words containing a stoicism that bordered on unfeeling.
My nervousness became replaced with a new feeling the more I looked at his side profile, fury. I controlled myself and forcefully averted my gaze because I knew that the moment I acted out, it would only complicate things.
"I would never abandon you."
I added some gravitas in my tone. She hadn't hesitated to fight for my sake when that Ross bastard had tried to take my life! There was no way I would do something to jeopardise her continued existence!