{capítulo desde el punto de vista de Taquira}

/past/

unlike others, I have kept all my memories, even if nobody knows it... because I know that if I said it, it would be bait for all the assassins. *inner smile*

In my past my name was Yukila, I had a family made up of my parents. Even though they were separated they took care of my upbringing, I also had a brother with whom I had a good relationship. If you can say.

money was not a problem and everyone was in good health for the most part...

Except for me, who was diagnosed with ALS at the age of 8,

making it normal for me to go to the hospital regularly from an early age (and of course I had no friends since everyone excluded me). In

addition to the fact that I did not go to school much)

at the beginning my illness did not cause me any problems but as time went by it got progressively worse with symptoms that appeared in an aggressive way... I remember the eyes of my parents who seemed to have no feelings, but I know that deep down they were simply trying to pretend that everything was fine so that I would not know my situation... but they were bad at acting. After that I could never go out again, I could no longer move at will and when I could I was not strong enough to move. I remember the suffering I felt, the fact of thinking that I would not be able to have a normal life again... it made me anxious, and by this point I had no hope that I could ever get out of there...

my family tried to encourage me as much as possible so that I would not lose my will to live, I remember that. They did everything they could to get my spirits back, to make me think I could get through it. For a while they managed to get me to think that way. I ended up trying the operation. When the day of the operation came I was so happy... but I didn't make it out alive, I ended up dying of respiratory failure in the middle of the operation at the age of 17... I never wanted to think about how my parents must have felt after encouraging me to do something that ended up killing me.

I supposed it must hurt, but I wasn't there to tell them that it wasn't their fault that they tried everything they could do. And that I was happy to have been in that family....

I could never tell you...

never...

Why did things have to end like this?

is something that I have repeated to myself thousands of times...

with time that feeling did not disappear but it weakened, I still knew that it was my fault, and that they did not deserve to suffer in that way... but I had to move forward for them.

When I died I ended up reawakening with this power... which I could never use. Because although I could see 5 seconds into the future, when I tried I simply stopped seeing everything...

Why?... because I resigned myself to not think about the future in my past life, I was afraid to know what was coming. That I would not have a future, those feelings of my past life, were still in me. And with even more strength... they ended up being obstacles which even though I knew they were gone, I could not overcome.

Why not just go back and look for my family?

I have told myself many times but the simple fact of having thought that, made me feel like a horrible person. how would I see them after I left their eyes, how would I be able to...

with time I was simply resigned to what I had now.

without ambitions, without goals... without anyone to be by my side... and clinging to what I

had now.

It was a surprise for me to see that soon after a group of people like me would find me, coming to extend a hand to me... the first time I saw them I didn't say a word to them, they didn't ask me anything either, they seemed to understand the situation even though I didn't tell them anything...

they ended up taking me to their "home" if I can say so, which was located inside a cave, it was like a subway village in which I ended up spending my first years of this life. That time I was living in a cabin with a girl named Sophie and a boy named Plix, but with this one I did not cross word. With Sophie I ended up having a closer relationship, as there was something about her that made me want to talk to her. And she seemed to like it... she explained me several things like, where I was and explained me a little bit the situation.

-Sophie: the town we are in was built to protect people like us who can't defend ourselves from the powerful... and it was created by a group called F.E.D.A, a group which ended up being exterminated by the powerful a few years ago, right now the ones in charge of the town are the C.O.D. another group which set out to find all the reborn who could end up in the hands of the powerful, from that plan you were found... *smiled*....

-Why do the powerful want to have us? *I asked hesitantly*

-Sophie: *she smiled shyly* the powerful, they don't want us to get together and become stronger... if they found us they would kill the strongest ones and the rest...

-The rest what? *I asked calmly*

-Sophie: Supongo que terminaríamos siendo sus esclavos por el resto de nuestras vidas... maltratándonos, haciendo experimentos en nuestros cuerpos, ese tipo de cosas. Pero si lo piensas bien, es mejor que la muerte, ¿no? *? preguntó ella con algo de tristeza en sus palabras?

Escucharla no generó nada en mí. Ya había renunciado a vivir una vida, y no me importaba cómo vivía esta... así que cuando la escuché decidí tratar de ayudar con la búsqueda. Aunque sabía que alguien sin poderes como yo no sería de mucha utilidad, eventualmente traté

de unirme al equipo principal porque tenía la sensación de que quería ayudar, así que tenía que hacerlo. Sophie trató de impedir que me fuera porque tal vez no regresaría, pero yo insistí tanto que tuvo que aceptar mi decisión.

También en el tiempo que dediqué, terminé entendiendo un poco de los rangos de poderes existentes. Esta informacion me ayudaria mucho para saber a lo que me podria enfrentar, estos rangos usaban como criterio el uso en batalla y eran los siguientes: los debiles:

Escala

cuales son los que tienen mas poderes inutiles segun el criterio

.absorcion de almas ( ya que no tienes poder defensivo a menos que hayas absorbido un alma que para eso deberías haber matado a alguien por sí mismo)

.dureza (es la más inútil porque si eres rápido puedes matarlo fácilmente)

.ceguera (solía huir, ya que su efecto máximo registrado es de 3 segundos)

los medios: spucks

.velocidad (es decisivo en una batalla 1 vs 1)

.fuerza de impacto

.physical transfer (physical things pass through him without any damage)

the high rank: yuks

have powers like

.see the future with their eyes (1-5 seconds)

.teleportation at will

.telekinesis (although it is very limited and it is difficult to classify them really)

.force field (allows them to apprehend the enemy)

And those of the next rank, whose name is not known and only some of them have been discovered. From here it is already normal to have more than 1 power. And the strongest discovered are.

Illusionist (besides controlling the reality at will

their limits are unknown, but it is difficult to get out alive in a battle against them).

. Schrödinger (they are imperceptible at will and at the same time unintentionally).

The tale has been illicitly lifted; should you spot it on Amazon, report the violation.

the other powers are a mystery, besides controlling reality at will like the illusionists).

after that nothing more was known, only that there were more that they had not discovered

-three months later-

I ended up joining the group, since being so short of people they were not to discard people, of course I didn't go in the main squad since they wouldn't take me to a certain death either...

Sophie ended up joining me, I still remember her words with joy...

we were walking when she told me.

-Sophie: I'm going to join your squadron.

I remember I told her, why if she had been against the idea from the beginning....

-Sophie: I don't want you to die and that I couldn't have tried everything possible to avoid it, I wouldn't forgive myself *I exclaimed with a melancholic look*.

listening to her I remember that I hugged her, I felt that I understood how she felt... even though I didn't really understand her

our group consisted of six people. Being the weakest, and not serving in battle, we only focused on moving people. And despite the ease of the missions they were very complicated for us. But it was gratifying to think that we were doing something, even though we weren't really doing anything.

-Two months later-

It took us a long time to get the hang of it, but we ended up doing it luckily. Eventually I understood that I was not the only one who had had a hard time, many of the people we were moving had lost looks on their faces as if they had lost everything. Seeing them almost daily made me realize how stupid I was. I had no right to feel that way. When I started to think like that, at that point I began to enjoy the rescues I was doing as I felt I was paying off my debt for my regrets from my past life.

In the town we were recognized as one of the rescue groups (even though we only moved people), and they gave us unjustified fame. Since we didn't do anything that they couldn't do. But it didn't last long anyway...

- five months later -

I remember this day very well, we had gone to look for a boy who had been rescued by the main squadron. Everything was normal on the way, nothing new... but what made the difference was when we arrived at the gates of the town and we ran into an ambush, when we saw all those people coming in to attack the town I was in shock... while the others of my squadron were armed to go to defend, I could not move from terror.

and when I finally could take courage, and wanted to help Sophie stopped me and told me

-I'm not going to let you die, so please don't move from here... it will be the last time we will see each other for sure so please respect this request. *she exclaimed with tears falling from her eyes*.

hearing her say that, at first it made me think and then I said something like

-I'm sorry I can't grant you that wish.

but it was all a lie, because when I realized I had fallen into the darkness itself, and I heard some laughter... and I could see how they killed one by one the people I cared about, I had never seen worse punishment. Seeing how Sophie was decapitated was something that marked me for life... if only I had been stronger I could have avoided it.

after seeing the deaths of everyone, I fell back to reality... the first thing I did was to run into town to see if it was all the work of an illusionist and nothing really happened, but when I entered I could only see corpses and corpses of innocent people... of people who did not deserve to die. I ran while my tears were falling to look for Sophie, but when I found her decapitated, I broke down in tears and fell on top of her body I couldn't stand it, I shook her with the hope that she would wake up, but she didn't, I cried for so long on top of Sophie's corpse that I only moved when they came to kidnap me... I didn't resist, I didn't do anything. When they grabbed me and I didn't respond, I remember they kicked me to revive me, since they weren't going to carry something as useless as me. But I didn't even feel the kick, I could only look at Sophie's body, I couldn't think of anything else. Thinking about all the time we spent together and how she vanished in a second killed me.

after they took me out of there, they put a bag over my head and when I woke up I was in a cell.

at first I tried to fight to free the slaves but I ended up stopping when I realized that it was no longer worth fighting, that I was insignificant against the powerful. I ended up giving up and letting time pass, days, months, years passed until I could stop crying...

it was at that time that I met Liax, from the day she arrived in my cell. We never communicated. And I only knew his name from those who brought him in, since for some reason it seemed that just by looking at us we could understand each other.

at the time of all this she appeared, raising a hand of hope to us. I remember when I saw her I didn't want to take her hand; I didn't want salvation... but when I saw her eyes I couldn't refuse. I felt I had to go, I felt it was destiny. I ended up dragging Liax on a whim of my own, but he didn't resist either, he accepted my proposal as if it were nothing.

And so we started an adventure with her, the first thing I found out about her the first few days is that apparently she doesn't know her name or anything about her past. Knowing that, despite knowing many things that could help her I decided not to help her, and lied to her about many things. I felt bad lying to her, but if I talked I could lead her down a path that would lead her to Sophie's path. The one who did help her was Liax. Which led her to a path she didn't know what it was.

the town, the house in the middle of nowhere, the killers. I didn't really know what Liax was up to, but I knew I wouldn't find out. I didn't say anything to her either. Why? Because I felt that the path she was going down was the right one. And I was just bait for her to move forward or so I hoped I was. I knew that she was very insecure about the fact that she had to face people stronger than her and that I was a burden, she knew I couldn't use my powers...

but still in the time I was with her, I developed a feeling of affection against her. Despite all the hatred I had for myself because of the past, I could be happy with her, even though I knew my end was around the corner, I was happy...

and so we arrived to the present, after downloading the recording with the evidence to find the murderers I started to walk to the house, despite knowing how long I had left to live I was happy.

on that walk I met my destiny... she (The prota), and that destiny pierced me with a knife, while you were shedding tears which I knew were sincere.

-The Prota: I'm really sorry, I have no choice *she said crying*.

Hearing her so devastated reminded me of Ami... I ended up telling her what I had always wanted to tell my parents to Sophie, but never could...

-Don't cry, it's not your fault... if only I had been stronger you wouldn't have to go through this. It was always the same, don't blame yourself for your actions. I know you hesitated to do it because you didn't want to lose me. Besides, I'm no good to you, I can't even use my powers. I would only be a burden for you... *I exclaimed with a smile which was dead*

At that moment he grabbed me, hit me hard and let out a word that I didn't expect to hear

-The prota: Don't be stupid!! how the fuck is it going to be your fault, do you really think it's your fault that I had to kill you *I exclaimed loudly*, don't be an idiot... don't be an idiot... *I exclaimed crying*. You were enough, it's not your fault what happened, you gave your best effort. It's my fault for not being able to protect you. Not yours... how could it be your fault, I took your life... *she smiled with tears in her eyes as she hugged me* and said softly... "I'm really sorry, but it's not your fault". Don't blame yourself for something you couldn't do anything about... that it was always the same? I don't know what happened in your past, but I don't think they would have wanted you to blame yourself for what happened to them. They would have wanted you to go on living, you idiot!! *She said a little angrily*.

hearing her say that, I went into shock... as I realized that she was right deep down... what was I to blame for? I couldn't decide what was going to happen. Thinking about it I remembered my family and Sophie and I said to myself... am I an idiot? they wanted me to have a happy life, and I just clung to a miserable life with the excuse that I deserved it... what an idiot I am! How could I have been so stupid... but when I looked up and saw her crying... somehow I said to myself, am I really sorry? And the answer was no... in spite of all the things that happened, I wasn't sorry. Because despite all the misfortunes I somehow found happiness again and it was because of her....

-(Terminé diciendo segura de mí misma) No me arrepiento de lo que he vivido, porque ella me trajo aquí, si no hubiera vivido culpándome toda la vida. no nos hubiésemos conocido. Y nunca me arrepentiría de eso * le dije

mientras lloraba *

a pesar de las mentiras y todo eso, de verdad espero que logres tu objetivo.

Hasta luego amigo *exclamé con una sonrisa*.

después de eso, ella mientras sus lágrimas caían agarró el cuchillo y lo clavó profundamente en mi corazón soltando un grito y rompiendo en llanto al mismo tiempo...