SAFE TRAVELS!

"Greetings, madam." The shadow whispered as Shiro freakishly jumped before turning around, looking down at his footwear. His gaze slowly raised before he looked at his face. It was like looking into a mirror of his soul. The dark hair? The dark eyes, even the clothes?? Everything was the same. 

"You don't have to call me Madam. I may be old but I'm not THAT old.." The woman spoke with a slight tone of disgust. The one looked over at her, before, staring at Shiro, holding his hand out. 

"Greetings, Shiro. You're probably wondering how I look just like you, and that, I can explain. Just give me some of your time." The person spoke. Shiro's eyes squinted as he shook the thoughts out of his head, glaring at him. 

"How do you know my name. I have a feeling that SHE had something to do with this." He growled slightly as he pointed at the woman, who smiled nervously. The person in front of him simply glanced at him, holding his shoulder. 

"You have to take a different form in the same body. Does that ring any bells? You unconsciously created me, and I've been nurturing off of your battles. I am everything you can't be. My name.." He spoke before a light flashed in his fingers, forming a katana that shimmered brightly. Shiro's eyes widened as he heard the words that left his mouth. 

"is Shiro Celia." He spoke before the woman quickly interfered with the main Shiro, gently pushing him back to a distance where he couldn't do anything. 

"Obviously, there's a problem with there being 2 Shiro's. Especially if they're 2 completely different people. This is why I made the name, 'Izana'. Shiro and Izana. Has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" The woman spoke, smiling, obviously trying to diffuse the situation. 

"Everything that I'm not, that would make me whole. But the question is, does he have the same abilities that I do? Or are they different..?" Shiro asked before the woman suddenly started clapping her hands, patting Shiro on the back. Somehow, she found the time to appear right behind him. 

Izana watched the two of them, slightly smiling before the woman suddenly brought them both together, bringing their hands together as they felt each other's embrace. it was the exact same. They both looked at each other like a mirror. There was no proper way to identify the two other than their name. 

"For now, it's farewell to the both of you!!" The woman shouted before holding onto both of their wrists, tossing them into what seemed to be a rift, sending them back into Shiro's headspace, where he re-gained his consciousness after taking the talisman off. Watching by his side was none other but Yuki, who gently tapped on his head. With a slow flicker of his eyes, his hand reached out. 

"He woke up!" Yuki spoke as Roya ran in. With a quick whiff, she was about to cover her nose, but then she realized; the smell was gone. A sharp glow glistened in her eyes as she sped over to him, picking him up as she took him outside, allowing him to breathe the fresh air. 

"How do you not smell, Shiro?! Ever since I've met you, you've had that smell on you, but now that you've woken up, it's suddenly gone??" Roya spoke in a shocked yet ecstatic tone at Shiro's revelation.

"Well, let's just say I had to face a few of my own troubles." Shiro smirked before Roya slowly put him down while smiling. Yuki had ran out of the house, hugging him. A warm yet chilling embrace. Shiro looked down at her with a smile, lifting her up and rubbing his hands gently through her hair. 

"Please...Stay!!" Yuki spoke with tears streaming down her face. Shiro's eyes softened as he looked at her, wiping her tears. With a sigh, he put her down, looking at the both of them, watching Cera slowly walk outside, still covered in bandages, but more cleaner than the blood stained ones. 

"I have something to tell you all..." He spoke as he looked around, rubbing his fingers through his hair nervously before looking at them all with a serious look on his face. 

"I was thinking about what you said...about saving everybody, and it made me think. You're constantly going to be harmed...There's people out there waiting for your heads to be swept clean off. I can't let that happen, no matter how strong you are. So, I'm making my choice now. I'm going alone." He spoke, Cera and Roya both looking at each other before glancing down at Yuki. 

"You guys can leave everything to me. Your burdens, pains, suffering, they're mine now. From one heart to another, I'll bring back everybody. We share the same pain now, so give me all the information that you can remember." Shiro spoke as he held his hand out. Cera, seeing this, summoned sheets of paper that he placed into Shiro's pockets. 

"These contain all of the information that I know about our friends. But there's something else I want to give to you." Cera spoke as he slowly removed his scarf, wrapping it around Shiro's neck. With a slight smirk, he spoke, "It gets cold out there, y'know? The first place I'd advice you to go is Sarai, I believe you'll get some answers there about our friends." He smiled, patting Shiro's shoulder as he walked backwards. 

"Thanks. Hopefully, one day, I'll see all of you again. With all of your friends." Shiro smiled as he slowly turned around, staring beyond the horizon. Witnessing the vast area he'd have to travel, Roya quickly ran up to him, handing him the glowing orb; The Ovalithe. 

"Keep it safe, Shiro. This can never be put into the wrong person's hands. We don't know it's full capability, but it's possible of teleporting. You either have to imagine what the place looks like, or say it to the Ovalithe, and it'll open the rift. Like Cera said, the first area you'd want to end up in is Sarai, so you just do as I said." Roya informed him. Shiro nodded, holding it before lifting it up into the air. 

"SARAI!" He shouted as a glistening cyan energy appeared around his body. 

"Safe travels, Shiroo!!" Roya waved gently. Shiro's head tilted back, looking at her with a smile as he disappeared in a flash.