Chapter 11: The Girl without her Half
*drip* *drip* *drip*
I hear multiple droplets falling down in all directions. The cold makes the environment become more mysterious and engaging, I am the type of person who enjoys goth things so it was that. It’s so dark, I cannot see anything but I guess I am inside a cave, it could be because my sense of a girl felt.
Torches suddenly lighten up, telling me the reason why I’m tired all the time and the reason why my arms are stretching so hard.
It was that I was hanged above, far from the surface. If a normal human falls from this distance then the outcome would be gruesome. I could be the victim though since I don’t feel my power anymore, the chains would be broken a long time since if it wasn’t my power got taken.
Where am I right now? Where is my brother? Is he here with me?
“So you woke up?”
A hoodie man wearing white cloak was approaching me slowly, he flew in the air, telling me that this man had taken my powers and beaten me. I remembered sincerely, he was…
The reality warper.
“That was the stubborn of you, interesting. Even I cannot invade inside that skull.”
“Where am I? I thought you’d killed me already?”
“My purpose was actually killing you and erasing the world. You yourself aren’t killable,”
“Where is my brother? And what did you do to our world?”
“…”
“Answer me already!”
“Your world is gone. Your brother is in another planet now.”
“You bastard, how can you do such things like that? Didn’t you hear what I talk about mercy?”
“Well, we also have a point. The human race isn’t always like that, it could be disguised so what they show to us isn’t like that. We know human race’s dark side and bright side. It’s just so unpleasant to see that the bad is over the good. You know what I mean, don’t you?”
“I don’t understand a thing. You’re just making things up! Stop pretending to be the person who knows it all! You don’t know what you’re doing is just slaughtering?”
“Pardon me! Am I really that? I don’t understand what are you trying to point out but you said you hate human and now you turn out to be on their side? What a shame, and…I didn’t give them a brutal death, I simply just erased them, now the Earth doesn’t have any humans, cleaner than I expected.”
“…”
“You don’t have any words to say now? Whatever, I’m going to free you right now, to let you enjoy the world that’s under my control, and this world is on another level from your world.”
“What are you trying to do? Aren’t these chains blocking my powers? If you take them out then…”
“Look, there’s no way that’s going to happen. I am keeping you this way to see…will your powers suddenly come back. If they don’t break until this day, meaning you’re powerless.”
“You took my powers away?”
“Actually, I tried to erase your memories but your head is just too ‘cold’. I cannot erase them. But that’s ok, since you don’t have powers, you’re just a normal person without any supernatural abilities. If that’s it then it’s not a problem for me.”
My powers were taken away, how am I going to see my brother? He’s on another planet but I cannot do anything except having that superficial information, I don’t have power…to determine his coordinates.
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“Now, you shall live a life without having any powers. You won’t be able to meet your brother sadly. However, I hope you enjoy this world.”
A white portal appeared, then, the reality manipulator vanished. He left without a trace. Witnessing the thing that I usually do, “teleportation”, I thought there would be no way I can cause anything to him.
Or would there be a chance to gain what I lost?
—
The portal sounded like countless souls roaming in the realm of death. I traveled along with my body flowing through the dimension, the thing made me sleepy until I reached next to the rail, it was…a metro.
A train with a super high speed rushed in front of me. It looks very advanced, more like two or three generations ahead of what’s the most revolutionary train in my old world. It covers with overall very good materials, light and durable. The materials are also different from the old world, the materials are very deserved and brilliant for the train, it looks like this world has better resources and a combination of well workers.
What’s mesmerizing me was the train using some kind of shadowy figures in a form of trails. It looks like they discovered and knew how to use it.
Huh, it looks like my ability to analyze is still top tier because my left eye, controlling time allows me to see how long any materials last. They didn’t take this ability because they think it’s worthless?
I can’t go back in time, it looks like they just took what’s crucial. Any other gifts are my talents so they can’t take it.
“Good, I could go in that way.”
What I was trying to do was to look for opportunities, even the slightest to regain my powers.
“Hey! You over there! What are you doing out there?”
A guard came to me. He wore a green soldier suit, his eyes are covered with patches, transparent in the middle with red moving dots. Well, this world is so advanced.
Beside him, there was an invisible flycam. I could see its shape because of my right eye, atomic manipulation. Again, it looks like they don’t take this ability.
So the flycam detected me. I thought this way would decrease the crime rates by a lot. If the criminals on Earth live in this place, I bet they cannot do anything but giving up on justice because I bet they have some type of weapons that could be one hit or going through walls like that.
I noticed the guy has something in his hand, it was a coin. I don’t have anything to do soI asked him,
“Why are you holding a coin sir?”
“What?”
“Never-mind, I was so bored.”
“You have no basic knowledge of what a guard has?”
I have just been starting to live on this world for one hour. How am I supposed to know it?
“I accept that I am a stupid girl. Can you explain to me now?”
“Woah, I didn’t mean that, you’re so serious. If you don’t know I could explain but before that, follow me to the main station.”
I followed him to the main station.
***
“Alright, let me interview you some questions.”
I am now in an interrogation room, I think because I stood behind the rail, most people try to end their life by standing on the rail, it’s a common sense in my old world if this happens. They ask me some questions relating to mental issues.
And of course, I don’t have anything mental issues.
“It seems like you’re ok. Now, you want to know why am I holding a coin all the time, don’t you?”
“Yes”
“Alright, let me explain. All people in this city must have a coin with them all the time. The coin represents the identity of that person. The coin would tell the person who is lying or telling the truth, if it lands on head, then it’s true, vice versa. In addition, the coin acts a weapon when there are dangers to the user. By inflicting the same damage caused by the attacker, both remained untouched. Generally it acts as an all rounder to keep you safe.”
If you have a coin, your safety is absolute. Then why would this world have security?
“If you forget your coin, the effects would disappear, and you will be vulnerable to any attacks from the attacker.”
“Oh, so that’s why you guys are here to protect those who don’t have it.”
“Yes, that’s right. Some people haven’t had or lost their coin will be protected by us.”
“What people won’t have a coin?”
“The newborns.”
“And how long they would have one?”
“In an hour.”
“How are they going to keep it when they are just newborns?”
“Their parents will use magnetic pin to attack the coin to it. Put the pin on a shirt and let them wear it, simple as that.”
I’ve heard enough, I want one now.
“It looks like you don’t have a coin but why? You don’t get scared of people will attack you? I thought there would be another suicide case when I see you behind the rail, I thought you’re going to kill yourself. After I check your mental health, you showed no sign of any specifically psychosis.”
If I tell him the truth, how would he react? No, I just need to fake myself that I lost my coin. It’s just too unpredictable of what will happen.
“I lost the coin, and it’s just I want to see the scenery when I stand on that height.”
“But flycams would detect you immediately, how can you evade them? Oh I understand, did you use ‘teleportation’?”
Wait they have something like teleportation? It could be because this world’s resources are outstanding, comparing to my world. To put it in a simpler term, this world is a fantasy.
“Yes, I used teleportation to evade you guys.”
“Since you used that once, now you have one more to teleport to any places you want. Each month, citizens would allow to have two times to teleport to anywhere they want.”
It could be the reality manipulator’s rules, kinda interesting.
“Now you don’t have one, we will give you another one. Do you want to stay here? Or go to the guest room?”
“I want a room to see the whole city.”
“You could roam around the supermarket, we’ll announce your name on your phone when we’ve done. Give me your phone number.”
“Sure.”
“Umm, what is this phone? I’ve never seen it before, is this your customized phone? But why it looks so ancient like the phones two hundred years ago?”
“…”
“I’ll let you borrow one instead.”
“Thanks.”
“On the third floor, there is a glass wall showing the scenery of the whole city. You could come up here and enjoy it.”
***
I’m enjoying the scene of the whole city, it looks like a cyberpunk. Tall buildings and lightning made it more futuristic.
Inside my head, I’m thinking of the possibility…that there would be a machine that’s advanced enough to determine my brother’s coordinates. If it has then I should be hurry to join him. I wonder if my henchman is working well, I’m hoping it could led him to unlock his powers again. A kind of thing I’ve set in him in the first place if something wants to erase his memories, and now it happens to be the reality manipulator.
If I could get to his destination, the figure would give me back my powers again.
However, at this rate, I just want to enjoy the beauty of this cyberpunk and futuristic world. I must learn new things here because I find them interesting.
Half waiting, half thriving or both.

