The Purpose
It was frightening
The sacrifices and Deaths
For this creation
For that man's desire for eternal life
"Where are we going Tsukino-san?" The middle aged woman quietly leads the group further into the basement.
"This room contains almost all the copies of my husband's projects dating back 30 years ago." She tries to find the switch for the light and when she couldn't she asks the ice sword user for assistance.
"Tokiya-kun, would you please help me find the switch? It's supposed to be on the left side of the room." The other wasted no time in finding the switch.
With the room lighted they were able to see the whole room. Shelves upon shelves were filed with cases and from the smell of the old papers one would guess that the files were here for quite some time.
"Tsukino-san, what in the world…" Fuuko's jaw drops from shock. The amount of information these room must hold is enormous. "You must be really determined to get this man. I can't believe all the evidences that are written here." She starts to brows through one of the folders.
"These are more than enough to put Moori Kouran under the deepest part of prison how come it only lay dormant here?" Tokiya could not help but ask.
"My marriage with him was purely because of business partnership between families. Back then when he was the underdog of politicians, he kept a good image and so everyone was fooled from his true intentions."
She pulled out a large looking tome.
"This is Genkaku Mansion. My ancestors abandoned home when they were force to leave during the war. This is the very place Raiha went to try and find Kurei."
"That's a good start. How do we get there?"
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"Hello." A man with a similar aura to Kouran greeted him his whole face and body was covered in eerie leather like suit. He stares at him from head to toe like a piece of fine sculpture.
"I heard you manage to steal a dead man's memories and knowledge. How interesting." He stared at the man and wondered what the other wanted to do to him.
He was placed on a metal chair strapped and treated like some sort of human experiment which obviously he was.
"Centuries have passed and the quest for immortality still remains unsolved. Have you got any memories of Jikuryuri? There is a clan that knows of this technique that causes immortality but unfortunately they were wiped out along with the technique." He goes on as if reminiscing about the past.
The man orders two of what looked like to be his assistants to prepare the machine. "Finally a step closer to immortality." The man inserts a eerie glowing orb in the machine
'A Madogu'
"Activate it. Lets test out how much it took from the dark flame casters memories."
It was the last thing he heard before he lost consciousness
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Inside the observation room Mouri Kouran stood and checked the progress of the experiment.
It was in his quest to collect all the Madogu's he could find when he met the person performing the experiments outside the room. He offered him what was said to be a dark weapon that was not fully tested but functional.
After thousands of wasted bodies and lives killed to master the art of cloning Mouri Kouran was very aware that it was indeed possible to create a better replica of yourself and put your memories in it.
Oboe Tensei stone
Or what he called a memory stone. The stone stores everything about the person it was inserted to and when summoned by its owner, It will reveal all the memories the victim has. However the weapon was not tested out. The maker was murdered before he could find a suitable user for it.
Until now.
Who would have ever thought that with the research and technology with regards to cloning humans he could possibly create a replica of himself with all his memories in tact. He could build his body younger and stronger. Physically fit without fear of the replica with just being a double.
Yes he was closer to immortality and that men testing his 'adopted son's clone' is going to make it happen for him.
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He knew this place.
He was back. The old house. Was he dreaming again? The house was silent, the old man isn't in. He sat down and leaned on the wall closing his eyes.
"Ah they started probing your memories." He slowly opens them to stare at the old man. "It's not mine. Nothing is." He replies.
Koku casually sits in front of him. "Is that so?" he rubs his beard to show his confusion " Now why would you think that?"
"Don't you see! The one you call Kurei is dead! I'm living a life that should have been his. Why the hell should I care what they do to me? Everything about me was created by them." He exclaimed. Days of shock anger and sadness about his existence finally took his toll on him. He was fake.
"And yet you have that." Koku calmly points at the pendant that was innocently hanging around his neck. "I know for a fact that it wasn't them who gave it you."
"Can I still keep it then? It's actually the first present you gave me and I want to keep it." He stared at his niisan with hopeful eyes. How could the older resist? He separated the two pendants and placed the white one around Recca's neck. "I would like to keep mine as well. Now go to sleep we have an early start tomorrow."
"Recca." He began to fiddle the pendant. "Itei." He lightly voiced out when he wasn't able to sense the oncoming fist.
"You spent you time mopping about being dead and you have already forgotten something so basic. No wonder it won't work." The old man started rather irritatingly.
"What?"
"You" Koku points at him. "What do you feel about the family you left behind?" As soon as the old man said those words his chest started to constrict. It hurt. It hurt so bad to leave them behind to not be real and still think that the ones he left behind was his family. However the one memory that caused his chest to hurt unbearably so, was when Kurei and Recca rode the Ferris wheel how he was pushed away it felt like his heart literally shattered however cliché it sounded.
"Feel that? A mere clone with only a copied memory can't even begin to understand what you are feeling right now."
"What?" If he took notice of the tears dropping down from his eyes he showed no reaction.
"So stupid. Why are you so hurt when you found out you're not real? It's because you are."
The Pendant
Why memories fade
But the strong feeling remains
Why he could see visions
But could not separate what is real from the dreams
TBC
Woah! Let's see 1,2,3…6 chapters to go. I feel like someone wants to kill me O.o. Ugh! But I want to finish this story soon.
Wahaha (nervous laughter) anyway to old readers if you are still watching out for this fic…which I'm guessing most gave up reading
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Well at least you get to see how many chapters to go right?
Hehe
Don't kill me….Squeak
The Jealous One
The Rescue
The Meeting
The Death
The Battle
The End
