I Shall Be Happy

[Be happy]

The voice of a woman resounded in his head, warming his heart. However, when he tries to remember whose voice it belongs to, he experienced terrible pain deep within his soul. Bits and pieces of memories started flashing through his eyes. It depicted the harsh life of a young kid. whom he felt was very familiar. He felt attached to the family that was shown. He felt when he heard that they died. He felt mad during the battles that followed after their death. He doesn't know what he was. Was he the boy in the memory? Or was he something else. However, deep within his soul, he felt like the voice belonged to his mom, whom he never met. His eyes started to get teary and he finally woke up.

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(Mikasa's POV)

(A/N I'mma try writing in first person pov. Feel free to comment if I should keep this.)

It's been the second day since the boy went unconscious. His hair and face somehow look kind of similar to me for some reason. My mom told me that the reason for this is because we're of Asian heritage. However, whenever I look at him, I get scared for some reason. It's like my instinct is telling me that this boy can kill me or something. I think I'm getting scared but something deep within me prevents me from stepping back. Oh. The boy seems like he's awake.

"H-h-hello. My name is Mikasa. What's yours?"

Ahh! I stuttered. I hope he doesn't think bad about me.

The boy slowly gets up and I got closer to him. Even now, I still feel that eerie feeling sticking to my skin, giving goosebumps. I never got a close look at any boy before except Dr. Yeager and my dad. He looks different from them. He has very smooth skin when I touched him earlier but his muscles were really firm, even firmer than dad.

[!%&@$ [email protected]! [email protected]$]

Huh? What did he just say? I didn't see him open his mouth but I can hear him talking. I can't understand this language though. Is he not an Eldian? Is he an alien? My thought is going nowhere.

"Can you understand me?" I asked again to make sure I was hearing right.

[...] The boy simply stared at me now. My face is getting a bit hot and I'm fidgeting. AAAAAAAH. Why does it feel so awkward? Is there something on my face? Why does he keep staring at me?

Then suddenly I feel something weird within me. It's like a water-like substance is crawling within my body.

[Where is this place?]

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(MC's POV)

I finally woke up from those memories. I wonder if they're mine. I can't seem to remember anything so I think it's safe to say that I was that same boy. It seems that I'm in someone's house. It doesn't seem rich at all but I feel warm here. Oh, there's someone about my age walking toward me. She said something to me but I couldn't understand it. Am I in a foreign country? I tried asking her using telepathy since my throat feels kind of dry right now and she seemed surprised by my action. That's weird, in the memory that I saw, speaking with telepathy isn't that rare. Is she something like a country pumpkin?

"@#& @^?& ??#X&@*! @#" The girl seems to say something again.

Then I suddenly remembered something. No, I don't think I'm remembering things. It's more like watching someone's life rather mine. I only see and hear things. I don't feel the emotions that were conveyed at all. In that memory, I saw the scene of a boy interrogating a cult member or something using soul magic. Let me try.

I probed into her soul using my own. Then I search for her memories, or more specifically, the part where the language is stored. I copied those and proceed to speak to her.

[Where is this place?] I asked her using telepathy again since my throat is very dry. I seriously need water. I then use some magic to conjure up some water into my throat. It feels so natural for me to use magic. I don't know why. I don't think this is normal.

"Aah, so you can speak Eldian. For your information, we're in Wall Maria. What's your name?"

She seems like a lively girl, it doesn't feel too bad. She kind of reminds me of my mom, she was also that cheerful. Wait, my mom? Was the woman in my memory my mom? I will just leave that for later.

[My name is Atha... I think my name is Athanatos]