《Super Realm》A call for change
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Luo Si was still sitting in front of the closed door, feeling all the warm spots that had encompassed her younger sibling. When the warmth faded away, she regained her consciousness as well. Color finally came into view after she broke out of the darkness that was called her absolute privacy.
"I remember. This used to be my old apartment. I shared it with my brother. We left home a couple of years before I became a cultivator." Her sight fell onto a small but clean corner packed with an oven and a sink next to a fridge. All hidden behind a round table and two foldable chairs. The amount of furnitures was kept to a low. The most expensive being a small screen the previous owner had left behind, like most of their current stuff.
Luo Si's attention was drawn onto a calender, hanging down next to the front door. A field was crossed out. Trying to figure out the hieroglyph like letters, she gave up and only focused on the fat number above. '2017'
"Huh, 2017. Well, I guess that should be the time I lived in these rooms." Recalling her past, Luo Si walked around in circles until an eye in the dark was staring at her through a crack in a door.
"Hmm?" She did not remember sharing this apartment with anybody beside her brother.
Unafraid of any uninvited guests she made her way towards the bathroom. The figure became bigger and watched her every step in a mirror like manner. She opened the door. The pitch black other was now surrounded by a white rectangular frame. Gropping the wall none of the two averted eye contact with the other until a click* was heard.
The lights went on and the shadow got color. A plain, maybe slightly above average looking Asian teenage girl with no make-up and a wild hairstyle, that screamed 'I am a messy,' only wearing a long shirt, was gawking back at her. Her figure was very simple. 1,55 meters in hight and a chest that barely pocked the shirt as well as black hair that reached down to her shoulder blades. Her eyes were black with a tint of grey, which was the only unique feature that distinguished her from the mass of her probably chinese origin.
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"This is me!?" The reflected figures mouth opened up a little, while simultaneously pointing at her.
The decades of hardship made her forget how she had looked previously, but bits and pieces of her past demanded an agreement.
A minute of silent staring and touching herself, which looked like the most perverted and irritating staring contest one could come up with, was needed to filter things out. Letting out a short scream, Luo Si could only come up with one sentence. "My mortal past self looks so shitty."
As a cultivator who had gained the title of Empress, her body had gone through many tribulations and body transformations. Granting her an unearthly beauty that attracted the envy of most others.
Even Scarlett Johansson, Fan Bingbing or David Beckham would have been jealous of her looks, if they had still been alive to witness it.
Hong Luo Si took a deep breath. The composure of an experienced veteran and young immortal quickly returned, processing the huge changes.
Sigh*
"Whatever, who cares now anyway. I don't need nothing in heaven as long as I'm together with the remnant memories of my brother."
She inspected her body. Her senses had dulled down. 'Even in death I am bound to lose the free control of my body, leaving everything in natures hand, again.' The reoccuring sensation of helplessness and insecurity produced a bad aftertaste, being very much unappreciated.
"The martial knowledge is gone, just like always. But the experience stays forever." She lamented. But who wouln't after losing all her strength, gifts and knowledge about martial arts techniques.
Ring*… Ring*…
The half-naked young woman was pulled out of her diagnosis by the typical ringing of a cell phone. She walked towards the source of the noise, finding a white Vivo X9 in a pink hello kitty case on her desk. The display showed a name with a heart symbol above a red and a green button.
When she read the name her hand contorted into a fist and her pupils contracted to the size of a needle. There were not many names that were left circlulating her mind and those remembered were very special to her. All but one. 'Renren.'
The phone was picked up in a naturel yet automated way.
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She picked up the call and answered in a lovey-dovey voice. "Hi Renren."
An arrogant and cringe voice, that had not fully gone through puberty, came from the phone speakers, "~Hello Sisi." Hong Luo Si was mentally vomiting, just from hearing the other side speaking. The situation was absolutely different from before when her brother spoke. She tried to keep a straight face, though. "I was just thinking. Now that we graduated, maybe we should celebrate the occasion."
"Sounds good." Luo Si push out as much dried out enthusiasm as possible. "What about 10… no 10:30 in the Qixing Park?"
"Ah, my little Lulu knows me the best. I already feared you would mention the Xishan Park. Well see you then. ~Bye." The cringe voice ended the call in an abrupt way not even letting her reply.
Luo Si didn't care less about the sudden ring off. She had already thrown her cell phone on the bed after recalling time and place. No matter how much time had passed. This date had brandished itself to be never forgotten.
Going through her wardrobe, she picked some casual clothes, unpertubed about meeting the son of one of the wealthiest businessmen in Guilin.
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In a luxurious decorated room.
A young man was sitting on a tiger stripped couch. He held a cell phone in one hand. Pressing the red button with his thumb, while holding an arousing beauty in his other. "Mhh… Honey are you finally breaking up with that dirt?"
"A ha ha." A quer laughter of a teenager that had left his puberty not long ago sounded in the lounge. "How can I break up with somebody I didn't even love from the start. Don't worry my sugar-girl, These eyes only have you in sight."
"I hope she doesn't know about us or else I cannot take a good look at her ugly visage." The girl, around the same age as him, moaned as Liuxian tightened his grip.
"Tse, I twisted that girls head so much, she would probably jump off a cliff, just to receive a kiss from me. Lin Rong my darling, she is oblivious as ever. And even if she knew, so what. Her peasant-blood is already in endless debt towards me."
"Aww… Babe. Now you need to give me a good show."
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Luo Si was sitting in the rail train, heading towards Qixing Park. She looked outside the window with a disinterested look. The outside world, in her opinion, was nothing but an ants nest. "Everything looked the same like 100 years ago. No ruins, no flying people, no control towers to watch over the districts. A pure social structure. So simple, yet so brittle. Just the thought of being able to pulverized it all with a single lift of my finger gives me pleasure." She mumbled to herself as she overlooked the scenery. Comparing it to her memories.
The old man sitting next to her was reading his newspapers unable to avoid her words. At first, he was only annoyed at her comments, but he could no longer hold it in as the young girl next to him even reprimanded the strongest points china had to offer.
"Young miss, do you even know what you are mumbling about. At least get the facts straight. What am I talking about facts! Just looking at your cloths I can already tell, that you are from outside the city." The old man shook his head. "Thinking a single human can accomplish more than a nation, what do they teach these kids in school?"
The corner of Luo Si's mouth hooked up a bit. "I forgot. The old people at that time did not even have a chance to take a look at the magnificence we had access to and could only droll over the influence we had."
The old man was shaking his head more and more as he listened to the young girl. He wanted to reply to her prophetic talking when sudden the speakers intervened his start. "Qinxing Park, exit to the right in the direction of travel."
Luo Si got up from her seat, "Mhe… Anyhow, I have seen the end. I could only be told hearsay after the first half anyway. I do wonder though if Great Core Astralis had ever arrived at the origin of the universe."
She walked out of the train, leaving behind a perplexed elder.
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