The Appearance of Masked Figures

The wind not hear Elia's request. It took their bodies to the sky. Amidst that languishing feeling. Elia could only cover her face with both palms. She sobbed.

When Elia opened her eyes again she returned to the moment of standing among the spirits. In front of her was the general's face. The man put his right hand on her shoulder. There are other people on all sides of him.

"You are the spirit? Did I just dream? not? I just saw your past? but why?" Elia asked.

The figure just smiled and then slowly became more and more transparent. Not only the general's body, but everyone's body experienced similar things. Everything around Elia slowly changed. No longer corpses, but only piles of stones.

Temple?

Elia wondered what really happened. As the appearance of small temples became more and more obvious, people's spirits disappeared.

"What does it mean that they are replaced by these temples?" Elia didn't feel languishing anymore, but her sadness had not disappeared.

"Ah right, in ancient times, the dead would be made temples as a sign of their graves."

Elia wiped away her tears. She looked at the temple one by one.

"What am I supposed to do with all this? Dalang.... What do you want from me? What did you show me? what does all this mean?"

Elia wondered as she continued walking, looking at one temple after another, walking from one temple to another until she arrived at the main altar.

"It looks like the cornerstone of the Pendapa. Maybe they pray in the open, the stone arranged to form a rectangle is just a sign of the place where the gathering of people can pray together, "Elia then sat there. She reflected on everything she felt.

What does all this mean? Does my mother have a certain relationship with all this or this about me? I thought by coming in here I could get out of this strange room as soon as possible, it turned out to be instead of getting into various stories. Was that my life in the past? I don't believe there is reincarnation, but what if it is?

Elia dropped her body. She slept there and looked at the ceiling. There are no stars, only strange blue, yellow, green, and red colors. What place is this really? Before I faced my fear, then now I face the phenomenon... I can't say I've teleported to the spirit world and seen their past, or is it?

Elia took a breath. She could feel her stomach deflating when taking a deep breath.

After that, Elia jerked her own body. She sat down again.

"It can't be like this, I have to go back and ask Dalang directly. If he doesn't answer, I have to find out for myself. Could it be part of my identity? My main determination was to kill the monster, but now it seems that I have another reason to live, figuring out what the dream just now means."

Elia rubbed her goose bumps and looked around in frustration.

"All of that cannot be called a dream," said Elia at the sight of the small temples in front of her.

"But it was easier to call it a dream," Elia decided while laughing.

Then she came down from the open-air hall. She looked back at the temple. Which one is the resting place of a general? It should be the biggest, right? Why do they all look the same? Or ended up being made the same because the people who found the bodies didn't know which one was their commander or general? I mean they ended up not deciding on a burial based on rank because they couldn't be identified? Naturally. The conditions are not possible, but they don't seem to mind it.

Elia remembered how the generals and soldiers smiled as they were about to disappear from her side.

"They seem to accept everything, as it is," Elia murmured.

"Is that the so-called forgiving?"

Elia decided to pray for them in her own way. She looked up at the sky, thanked the Generals for the lesson she received today and promised to live a better life.

After that, she chose to fall on the grass. There is a field that is located some distance from the temples. Elia decided to rest there.

"How do I get out of here? Why is there no clue? how long should I be here?"

Elia wondered while looking at the strange sky.

"Does that strange aurora up there represent my feelings? I felt helpless about what happened. I'm also confused by that sentence, women with blood? What does it mean? I don't think it can be meaningful, right?"

Elia pulled out the grass carelessly. She got the puzzle grass that then played with.

"Would I rather forget my desire to kill the monster and stay here? Become a strange room dweller."

Someone slid down from the sky suddenly and drew a spear. Elia dodged by rolling on the ground. If Elia hadn't noticed and hadn't had time to dodge, the tip of the spear would have penetrated her stomach.

For a moment, Elia was grateful for her willingness and how light her body was so that it could move quickly.

"There was no time to relax Elia," rebuke Elia to herself.

The look in her eyes was now ready to face the person in front of her.

"Who is she? Why did it come out of... Huh, why are you still astonished Elia? This place is indeed a strange thing, I guess this is the so-called coercive training to make you grow up and improve your martial abilities as well."

After saying it openly in her heart, Elia no longer wondered who the woman whose face was now covered by the mist that also came from nowhere. In addition to the mist covering her face, Elia could vaguely see the woman wearing a mysterious mask. One thing was for sure, she had to deal with it among the colorless trees.

"This place is fickle as it pleases!"

Elia then cursed to her heart's content before realizing again must be ready with the attack of women with a beard.

"If that woman had a gun, I should too."

Elia thought of what weapon was right to fight in such a chaotic location. Moreover, the plain is unstable, such a ground can landslide at any time.

"This is because the trees are dead, their roots must also die and cannot bind the ground. Finally, elementary school lessons I can remember well at a time like this, why is the exam time first not yes?"

Elia didn't know how to laugh or be sad.

The enemy is still in place. It was as if she was not breathing and had no desire to attack her again. Even so, Elia could feel, relaxing vigilance was tantamount to suicide because ahe was a long-distance fighter.

"Really, where does this knowledge come from? Okay! This is not a good time to fight yourself, think about what weapons you can make or get in a short time!"

Elia commanded herself to find the tools of fighting faster.

There's no time to think about it. Elia had to dodge because the woman released the spear again at her. Right on the chest, Elia was pushed backwards. She could see the sky filled with white.

The fog moved like it was recording the incident. Elia fell to the ground with a spear stuck right in her chest. Still with her remaining consciousness, she raised both hands to touch her own body, like in disbelief that she had just been stabbed. Elia growled in excruciating pain to the point that her consciousness was picked up.

A few minutes later, Elia woke up. She coughed and took a hard breath.

"They are playing with my life? or does all this have a special meaning? How many times have I died and lived again?"

Elia frantically looked around. She didn't see the woman with the mysterious mask, but her instinct said it didn't mean that she was safe because she was still in the same place.

The fog descended thinly. It made Elia shiver. Automatically, her hands moved to check her chest, everything was normal, like there had never been a spear through her.

"Should I be relieved or alert? it doesn't seem to be both," Elia said while reviewing the location.