I'm Not a Raunchy Shaman
A painful farewell

After Asta's small body receives energy that begins to transform back into the Eye of Truth, it shows a seizure-like reaction. Grandfather Earth began to panic and worry that Asta's body will not be strong to accept the heirloom, but the path of destiny did choose Asta as the new owner of the Eye of Truth. The ability he got from the flower of life forced the eyes to merge and adapt, considering the Flower of Life actually has the ability to absorb the energy around him and turn it into a healer.

Seeing the incident made Grandfather Earth amazed, a human being able to blend perfectly with the heirloom possessed by a legendary creature, a human being, because do not be a demon-class human who lives for thousands of years will be destroyed if it is not strong enough to withstand the energy changes that occur in his body.

Now Grandpa Bumi began to understand why Ki Darma almost killed a small baby just because of a flower, because the ability of the Flower of Life can be ascertained and it is not possible that Asta was able to accept the Eye of Truth.

After the transfer process was completed, Ki Darma's body seemed to start fading and slowly disappeared, just before his body disappeared completely, Ki Darma advised Grandpa Earth.

"There's one more heirloom I want to give to her!!" I keep it at the bottom of the Dragon Lake, give it to him if you think it's ready.

Grandpa Bumi nodded in assent to his best friend's last wish.

"Asta goodbye, thank you for forgiving this old tiger.." His murmured while smiling before slowly the area of his body began to disappear completely. Under the full moon whose rays illuminate into the crevice of the cave has gone a Legendary Being who represents the wisdom of the Forest back to its original form.

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Night passed, morning rose early, cloudy clouds hugged the sky, the fog of dew began to thin out changing into small drizzles soaked the leaves. Birds are reluctant to chirp, flowers are languid, forest dwellers silent Jiwo Lali Forest is grieving.

Asta began to wake up from his deep sleep this morning, seeing as dark as ever, the cold air touching the skin penetrating up to the bone. His cloudy looks did not allow the sun to show its rays of strength, sounding gurgling water droplets broke touching the ground the smell of wetness in the cave.

"It turns out drizzle outside, it's really cold.." The lyrics of Asta who is now rubbing his hands hope to slightly eliminate the cold that is hugging him tightly.

"Wait.......... Outside the rain..?"

"I can see..!!

"Haha..... I can see...!!

Asta's loud screams echoed aloud inside the cave, disbelief becoming laughter and tears alternately adorning his face. Whether good karma befalling him, the dark world is now withering. Goa that should be dark without a speck of light now feels bright, even the blood-sucking insects that fly looking for a gap to prey is clearly visible.

With the spirit of forty-five little Astas ran out of the cave, climbed up the tree, moved to jump from one tree to another, while his mouth never came off throwing laughter as if the mouth could only laugh. Anyone who sees it will be told this happy news. But unfortunately today is silent, gray, as if the Forest Lali Jiwo is losing his passion. But for Asta no matter if Ki Darma is the only one who knows this happy news is enough or even more or indeed that is what he wants. Show off what he just got to his loved ones.

The forest that has been like part of his body now looks its form, no different only more real, lush trees, water droplets, former ground footing is now not a branching material, imagine it is exciting but see more fun. Not only told in words but proven with perfect vision.

Large trees that appear from a distance can be sure the usual place is hung, do not need to guess enough to enter and note, the appearance is quiet, why the day where it should be cheerful feels cold heartbreaking.

Fill Asta's head with question marks. His laughter began to dim from his face after he realized the usual protective feelings familiar with his day did not feel for a second. Ki Darma Forest Guard Lali Jiwo seemed to disappear leaving no trace, making Asta issued his best exploration tracking the existence of each creature in detail still unable to find traces of Ki Darma. The owner of the Forest's protective Aura vanished unceasingly.

As new in the slap Asta realized that the owner of the Aura whose range is very wide can not be felt, while previously using instinct alone feels very without using lighting.

Asta starts to guess and suspects that maybe Ki Darma is out of the Forest with that person, a little disappointed maybe his heart is why Ki Darma also left today. With lethargic Asta sat in a usual place he spent time if lazy to play in the forest.

Seconds to minutes that are now turning into hours, the sense of showing off began to fade in the greedy boredom, saturated with no idea who to share this happiness with, making Asta decided to go around the forest, and, venturing to explore a new world that has only been seen with wishful thinking. For Asta the world is just a collection of energy and it feels not visible.

The shadow of the imaginary shadow sank into the forest, restoring Asta's joy. Like a bird flying for the first time, free to escape uncontrollably moving to look here and there. Dragon Lake that is imagined like a collection of energy now tempts the eyes just glancing at the clear water that looks fresh as if waving slowly invite to play with him.

Once Asta stopped lured to just refresh his face but the intention was in the deep grave there were still many that he wanted to see for the first time, such as promising to the faithful love that awaits, he said, Asta stared intently at the Dragon Lake while saying.

"Later I'll be back.." His promise to Telaga who seemed to understand what he meant.

The goosebumps at his nape stopped the small leg that was about to jump up the tree. The owner of that vast aura felt back, this time feeling alone. The feeling of being protected not together is just warm but heartbreaking. Asta rushed towards his direction like a ferocious beast had found his target moving fast and surely. Asta already has a lot of ammunition that initially only in the heart is now piled on the head ready to be vomited mouth with a series of questions.

Apparently the owner of the Aura was standing in front of a large tree where Asta lived, as if waiting for the owner of the house to return to convey an important matter.

Little Asta, who was now in front of him, kissed his hand, a sign of respect for the young to the old.

Seriate.