Today I'm out, walking around with phone in my hand, observing certain apps that come along with every step I take.

Looking for pokemon with applications that are on my phone. Pokemon Go. Goes from one place to another to catch the pokemon that appears in the game.

So far, I've caught Swablu, Ralts, Vulpix, Venipede, and Raichu. Unfortunately that must end soon because my grandma called to go home.

Well, at least I came home satisfied to catch the Vulpix and Venipede.

Even though, I'm still confused how I can get the previous Ralts.

Raichu? No, it's just the evolution of the Pikachu I have. Swablu just appears when I open the application hehehe...

When I got home, I immediately looked for my grandma to ask why she called me to go home.

It turns out my brother is here.

My brother, he actually already has a separate house with his wife and children. But also sometimes come to visit to the main house. Namely this house, which was inhabited by my father, grandma and our little brother.

Ouh? Where is my mom? I don’t know. All I know she just left my father. And if you ask where my grandfather is... he is dead. It made my brother have uncontrollable emotions.

Vent on me.

So why would my grandma want me to come back soon if my brother was there? simple, because she was also afraid of being hurt by my brother, even though she was actually worried about him and me too.

As I walked towards the kitchen, there were screaming and crying voices muffled by the walls.

I immediately ran there.

“Ryan! Wake up! This is not you! You are currently being controlled by dark Atma!” grandma tried to revive my brother by calling his name who was also in tears for fear of the kitchen knife in his hand.

If you don't know what Atma is, Atma is an invisible being that is born simultaneously connected with the human soul. Every human being must have at least one Atma guarding them.

But there is also the wild Atma or the dark Atma, the wild Atma who has no humans for them to guard and the dark Atma who is truly evil and dangerous.

Because of the connection between Atma and the human soul, whatever happens to the human will also happen to Atma and vice versa.

Like if someone's Atma dies, then the humans will also die. Likewise, if their humans die then, they will also die. But it’s different if Atma is forcibly separated from their humans before they die and are put in an object.

That is why there is an object which is called a sacred object.

"What do you mean?! I'm just here to ask for justice! Dad always forgot me and was more concerned about her! Runny kid who doesn't know herself!” Ryan replied with screams and tears that he unwittingly started to roll down his cheeks.

“Ryan, (Y/n) is your only younger sister, she went through her childhood without the guidance of her mother and father, she also doesn't have any real friends until now it remains like that. Don't you be like that, to be controlled by your anger because of your mother's abandonment and your grandfather's death- "

"SHUT UP!"

Eh? Why is it dark? What happened? Urg... my head is dizzy... why does my chest hurt? Where is this? Where am I?

My body... is very light. It feels like floating. Did I close my eyes? I tried to close my eyes and it was this strange place where there was no light.

When I closed my eyes and opened them again, a bright object like a big screen displayed an event like a movie.

Aaah... I remember now... my brother stabbed me with his knife. At that time, he wanted to stab our grandma but my leg automatically ran to protect her from the knife.

The knife stabbed right into my chest. My brother... he was shocked and spontaneously pulled the knife out of my body.

Grandma looked at me with wide eyes seeing me in front of her.

"(Y-Y/n)" Ryan whispered. Grandma immediately caught my body getting weaker because of the continuous loss of blood and put my head in her lap. In a hurry she immediately called my father.

“I-idiot! Stupid kid! Why you blocking me?! Look at you! You're becoming even more pathetic!” Ryan yelled at me with his tears running down more and more.

I weakly tried to smile at him, trying to open my mouth to speak even though my mouth was already filled with red liquid pouring out of my mouth.

"If grandma dies... you will be more and more lost and broken..." Ryan glared in surprise, dropped his bloody knife and fell to his knees. "You stupid! Why don't you just block it?! Don't you have that power?! Why is not your Atma Help you?!!” "That's not how it works... brother"

"(Y/n) I beg you to hold on, your father will come by ambulance soon too, hang on dear..." Grandma gently stroked my hair trying to make me comfortable.

"I’m sorry... but-" "What do you mean 'but'?! Don't you wanna listen to her?! Don't be a loser! You weak! If grandma says to hang on then hang on stupid!" Ryan once again scolded me.

I can only chuckle weakly, it looks like my brother has returned. I smiled "Brother ... don't blame yourself... about what happen ok...?" My eyes are getting heavier "please... convey my apologies to the others... for leaving... them"

with that, all my senses died. It's dark, there is no sound, only a light body floats. Well... at least I died at my brother's hands, not those dirty people. I sighed.

"It's very tragic, getting killed in the hands of your own siblings if you ask me" I just chuckled annoyed "I didn't ask you strangers- wait, I can talk here?" "of course you can, and it’s me Naga”

“Ouh… so you died here with me huh? Oh yeah, I forgot... Atma's law... sorry Naga I drew you in this problem too" I feel guilty for bringing him into my troubles and die with me.

"Tch, don’t mind me. Besides, I am your Atma. Wherever you go, I will always be carried with you. ” Naga only replied rudely. "Oi, at least appreciate this apology" I facepalm at Naga behavior. 'How can I get Atma like him in the beginning?' "I can read your mind kid" an irritated sign formed in his head, “well... That was we can do Naga” I just simplely reply him.

How long have we been stuck here? 1 hour? 2 hours? 3 hours? Or even days? Month? Looks like this is starting to drive me crazy. Wait, I'm already crazy. My activities here are not very fun. Just floating around like a ghost or walking here and there, and occasionally playing with Naga.

And I also found that Naga mane is very soft! I like it. I also sleep occasionally with Naga who is wrapping its body around me protectively. Even though I don't need it. In this place, I never felt hungry, thirsty, or sleepy.

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Yo! Hello there!

The picture above there that was your Atma, Naga. Or you can imagine your own Atma.

It's my first time writing a story with a different language. So if you found something or word that is wrong/not right you can tell me! I will evaluate it and fix it asap! ^-^