soul stone

My name is Kurapika, and I am the last descendant of the Kuruta tribe.

Sorry, that's all I can say.

Before the age of 12, the introduction might look like this:

"My name is Kurapika. I have a brave and simple father and a gentle and black-bellied mother. My home is in a beautiful village at the foot of the mountain. The field full of wild flowers stretches to the end of the line of sight. The blue sky is so blue that it is also so blue The incredible sea meets at the other end of the line of sight.

Usually, I like to go hide and seek in the woods with other children in the village with books in my pocket and raspberry pie made by my mother.However, they soon became unwilling to play, because every time I could catch them out within a bowl of rice, and every time they caught me, I would sit on a tree and read a book while Nibbling on pies, watching them go round and round on the ground through the cracks in the leaves.

I enjoy collecting moth and butterfly specimens and patiently explaining questions people ask me.Because I read a lot of books, they all call me 'Little Encyclopedia'.One of the girls was very curious and pestered me to ask this and that every time.Mom said she liked me, but I like everyone in the village, I don't understand that kind of exclusive liking.So, I kindly lent her the book and let her read it by herself.As a result, she ran to the beach crying and did not return overnight.Her parents came to her, so my dad let me practice double swords all night in the yard.It's really inexplicable. "

Fast-forward the memory and skip the most important and least memorable part. After the age of 12, I am just "the last descendant of the Kuruta tribe", and all other characteristics are not worth mentioning.Everything that belonged to me, together with my past relatives and friends, was buried in a raging fire... On that nightmare night.

Since then, I have repeatedly told myself that I am "the last descendant of the Kuruta tribe", which is my symbol and all of me.My life no longer belongs to me personally, but to the entire Kuruta tribe, to all the empty eye sockets dripping with blood.Everyone is dead, only I live.If I don't think so, I don't know how to live.

Apart from this belief, what supports my survival is the amethyst earring that is now worn on my left ear, which is my mother's relic.

The villages and surrounding towns of the Kuruta tribe do not have such high-end jewelry.This earring was found by Dad in the belly of a stranded whale at the seaside.It is said that it was still held in the hands of a skeleton, and it took a lot of effort to pry it open.It's a pity that my father thinks I'm too young and won't allow me to see what the skeleton looks like.

Although it is something in the hands of the skeleton, the mother doesn't care at all. Maybe she really likes jewelry, or really likes dad.The mother who wears earrings looks younger and more beautiful.The strange thing is that soon after that, my mother often sleepwalked and practiced double swords in the yard.She kept her eyes open when she was sleepwalking, but even if her son stood in front of her, she would probably chop it off without hesitation as a stake.

In order for my mother to return to normal, the heavy responsibility of going to other places to buy medicine fell on me.However, when I returned from my fifth trip to buy medicine, I became "the last descendant of Kuruta".

The whole village was reduced to rubble, my home was burned to ashes, and so were my mother and father, only the amethyst sparkled faintly in the ashes.I dug it out without hesitation and carefully removed the dust.That night, I sat on the scorched ground in front of my house, looking at this earring.It was pitch black all around, only it was faintly glowing with purple light.I watched it motionless, and my mood slowly became calm.I believe it has a meaning, it is my mother's last blessing and protection for me.

Then I left the village and went to exercise far, far away in the forest.At that time, I was too weak to beat even a weak girl.The girl was wearing an identical amethyst earring, and then stole my mother's amethyst earrings when I wasn't looking.When she wielded the double knives in front of me, her posture was so similar to that of her mother when she was sleepwalking. For a moment, I even thought she was possessed by her mother's soul.Strangely, when I told her that she was like my mother, she returned the earrings to me, said something inexplicable and left.She said I was like her brother.

My mother's belongings came back to me, and I plunged into more rigorous training, and this matter was also forgotten.

This year, the last descendant of Kuruta was 17 years old. He obtained a hunter's license and successfully became the bodyguard of a certain family in the underworld.The titular boss is a body collector, here, perhaps the whereabouts of Red Eye can be found.However, I saw her again.

But this time, unlike four years ago, she didn't wear amethyst earrings.However, my earrings had a strange and strong induction.Even through layers of walls, I can sense where she is, as if my mother is calling me and letting me go.

Although it is not reconciled to say this, the dead will not call.The only reasonable explanation that can cause this phenomenon is "thought".

When I came to the appointed place, the sudden pain made me fall to the ground, as if the "Qi" of every cell was being attracted by her, roaring to break through the body.She, La Roye's wife, Midon, said something inexplicable again, and asked me to give her the earring.

Although this earring is a relic of my mother, it was also picked up from the sea.Since that woman has the same earrings, maybe she is their real owner.Still, even if she wanted to go back, I would never hand over what was left of Mom.

However, what is this strong "resonance of thoughts"? !

"There is my brother's soul on that earring. Only by expelling it can the 'resonance' be released."

Straight light shot into the room through the crack of the door, illuminating the outline of the woman's half.Only then did I see clearly that the gangster's wife was actually wearing a nun's dress.

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about." I secretly vigilant around, and the chains hanging by my side collided loudly, "Anyway, this earring means a lot to me. I can't give it to Madam."

The woman named Meifu tightened her jaw and pursed her lips.There was a hint of sadness between her brows.

"Even if I said 'I won't hurt you,' you wouldn't believe me. You were a brilliant kid from childhood."

I opened my eyes slightly.

"It's a pity that all the people who knew me when I was a child are gone. No matter how much you waste your time, madam, it's useless."

"Kurapika, I know this is hard to believe, but you have to listen to me."

Meifuyu clenched her fists and stepped forward.She took a few steps forward, and I took a few steps back.Disappointment appeared in those black pupils.

"Madam, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

When he turned around with a whirling step, words floated from behind him, but they seemed to be squeezed out of his chest:

"That earring is not your mother's relic."

"……What did you say?"

Looking back, Mifuyu's expression returned to stern, as if she had zipped up the pocket called "Emotions".

She raised her right hand and pointed to my left ear.

"That earring is not your mother's. It was dropped by me in the forest. Your mother's relic is here with me."

I don't know what tricks this woman is playing, but what she said is really unexpected and cannot be deduced by common sense.

"The evidence is that I have seen your mother's memory. Although I can't tell you how to look at it, I can tell you one thing-her 'Qi' remains in that earring...so I know everything about you. You Your birth, the first words you spoke, the first book you read, the first tooth you lost..."

"What do you know?" Feeling a little out of control, he even forgot the etiquette to Mrs. Shi, "Don't speak like my mother!"

Mifuyu apparently turned a deaf ear to my protests.Her voice was slightly hoarse, like the air vibrating from the rubbing of old tapes.

"You love raspberry pie the most, and you like to climb up trees and read books until dark. You were once punished by your father to practice double swords in the yard all night because you broke a girl's heart. You I don’t like to drink milk, so I am not as tall as boys of the same age, and I still have three permanent teeth that haven’t erupted until the age of 12. You once got up in the middle of the night and wanted to wake me up from sleepwalking, but because you were afraid of being cut by a knife You shrank back again. You once went out of the village to buy medicine for me, but when you came back..."

"……shut up!"

My roar echoes from the high dome.Like a cornered animal, howling loudly is just to cover up the weakness in his heart.

"Don't say it anymore..."

Blonde hair obscured my view, and I put my hands over my burning eyes.After the black contact lenses, it must be blood red at this moment.

"To be honest, I really envy you. You have a very good mother..."

The woman came up and wanted to hug me.While my mind was still calm, I avoided her vigilantly.

"It's true that I tried to wake up my mother who was sleepwalking. But people who are sleepwalking don't have memories. How can you see it?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to say next."

Taking a deep breath, as if making a major decision, Meidong said slowly:

"I am the earring."

"?!"

"It's hard to understand, isn't it?" She smiled wryly, "When your mother put it on, I became one with your mother's soul. More precisely, I seemed to be hidden deep in your mother's consciousness." The audience there, see what they see, feel what they think. And when your mother's consciousness is weakened-when she is asleep, I can borrow her body."

Suppressing my disgust and anger at the term "borrowing a body", I said coldly, "So, you are actually controlling my mother's sleepwalking."

Meifu nodded.

"No nonsense. Tell me, what do you want? This earring I'm wearing?"

I tried to take off the amethyst earring, but to my surprise, I found that it had been integrated with the flesh and could not be pulled out.

"It's useless, his soul has already merged with you." Mifuyu shook her head, "I know you, so I trust you, Kurapika. I want to ask you for a favor. At the same time, I can help you with a favor .”

"...I don't need anyone's help." Even Xiaojie and the others are the same.

"As I thought. Then, as a reward, is it acceptable?" Meifuyu sighed.

I didn't answer.Mifuyu took this as a tacit consent to continue talking.

"I want you, please, to bring my brother back. He is sleeping inside you."

"'return'?"

"That is...'resurrection' in the popular sense."

I was taken aback.Although the world of Nian is unpredictable, according to the information and literature I have read, at most there are only high-level healing Nian, and there is no record of Nian that can revive life.

"Although it's not really alive, it can't die either. That's why it's called 'come back'."

"This kind of 'resurrection' is really unbelievable."

"I'm a living example."

I looked up in surprise and met her calm eyes.

"Having my brother back will not only relieve the pain of 'resonance'... In return, I can also 'return' your mother."