"Aisuma, why do people hurt each other?" I sat cross-legged in the snow.
"What do you mean?" He replied.
"Why did that dragon want to hurt you?"
Aisuma closed his eyes, thinking. "Humans…are strange creatures. Often, they let emotions rule them. If you can rule your emotions, you will do well Kyodo."
"Yay!" 5 year old me said. I enjoyed this dream. It was one of my strongest memories of Aisuma.
"Now, let's see th-"Suddenly, the world shifted until I was seeing through someone else's eyes.
I was looking at a young pink haired girl. "Hey Ul, loo-"
"DON'T CALL ME UL!" I barked.
The dream shifted again. I was looking into the eyes of a blue haired man with a bizarre tattoo on the side of his face." I am not my mother."
The dream shifted again. It was raining, and a young man was charging me. "Bring it, ungrateful daughter!" He shouted.
The final image was the most terrifying. I was crying onto a pillow in a strange room. "Please come get me, Mum!" The tears flowed faster.
"MUM!"
I woke with a start. That was strange. I'd never had a dream like that before. I looked down to see my Exceed, Glae, peacefully asleep. Silently, I carefully removed myself from my bed. I put on my jacket and walked out the door to my room. I quietly snuck down the halls until I found the door that led out to the massive garden that overlooked Crocus. I lay down on the grass and stared up at the stars. Hopefully the rest of the guild was asleep. I may have woken up Sting or Rogue, but hopefully I was okay. It was nice lying in the grass for a while, staring up at the stars. Just for the heck of it, I activated my magic and put my right fist into my outstretched left hand. I concentrated for a few seconds. Then I carefully put one of the delicate figures in each hand, still not looking at them. Then I lay down on my stomach and put them down on the ground. Then I unclenched my fists.
On the ground there were two beautiful miniature ice sculptures. One was of my mother, and the other was of Aisuma. I pulled out a photo of my mother that I always had in my pocket, and compared it to the ice sculpture. Perfect match. I smiled. I had never met her, but…hopefully the Grand Magic Games would tell me more about her. I then looked at Aisuma's statue and remembered all of the happy years I had spent with him. I picked both figures up and blew on them so that they dissolved in the wind. They were both gone, but I would never forget them.
My name is Kyodo Kori. I am a Mage of Sabertooth.
And I am an Ice Dragon Slayer.