The Sword of Kaigen

by M.L. Wang

A few moments passed and he fell back two steps so that he and Misaki were walking side by side.

Just these little things mean so much

“When Hiroshi is old enough, he will go to your Daybreak Academy in Carytha. If he does well there, I think perhaps all three boys should go.”

I COULD CRY

Misaki’s mouth had fallen open. “Are you serious, Takeru-sama?” “I won’t raise another generation as blind as my own.”

They had been married fifteen years. It was the first time they had ever held hands.

My heart is so full

And she kissed him on the mouth. He didn’t pull away, so she slid her fingers into his hair, gripped the back of his neck, and pressed him closer.

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

“Hey, hey! That is not what I said!” Setsuko protested. “You called me a raccoon.” “Yeah. The cutest little raccoon that ever lived.” Setsuko pinched Hyori’s cheek—the little of it there was to pinch. “Obviously.”

the air inside the shack stirred, brushing Misaki’s hair and sleeves.

God she killed herself because it wasn't Dai's baby :( btw i knew she would eventually kill herself sadly i just didn't comment on it because I hoped it wouldnt be the case :(

With that, the Yukinos of Takayubi were truly gone. The baby, after all, was not a Yukino.

No one officially named her, but the village, in their whispers, called her Kazeko, Wind Child,

I hope we get to hear story or at least see her grown someday

As long she walked the Duna, no one could forget what had happened on the Sword of Kaigen.

Nyama to you, Mamoru.

Im still heartbroken by his death

Robin Thundyil knelt on a cushion at the low sitting room table opposite Takeru. They were having tea.

Robin lowered his teacup and turned to look at her, burning black eyes as warm as they had been sixteen years ago. Those eyes had seared themselves a place in her memory,

IM UNCOMFORTABLE NOW THAT I LIKE TAKERU

“Daniel,” he said, “this is Auntie Misaki.” “What…” Misaki’s voice had gotten unusually high and breathy. “Wh-when did this happen?”

“What?” “It’s what Elleen does. He usually lands on his feet.”

“You two were dangerously alike. You could have gotten him into all kinds of trouble.”

Oh this hurt me (:

Kwang Chul-hee still lagged behind the others by a half dinma here and there, but he was getting better.

“This,” Misaki said, touching one of the beams, “is going to be my restaurant.” “Your what?” “I’m opening a restaurant.”

“I didn’t,” Robin said. “What do you mean?” “He invited me.” “He what?”

Why am i about to cry

“From what I can tell, they try to pick out the most promising children they can whisk away without anyone noticing,”

This makes me physcally ill…i cant imagine how theyre treating them

This man has abilities beyond me, beyond any of us. There are forces in this world—theonites—more powerful than anything you and I could have imagined when we were at Daybreak.”

“So, you’re not even going to try to stop this person?” “I did try,” Robin said with a flare of anger, “and now Daniel doesn’t have a mother.”

“He got married,” Robin said. “His parents did not approve his choice.”

“No, no.” Robin smiled. “None of those things. He married a nice, successful numu by the name of Nyeru Dumbaya.” “Nyeru? But… isn’t that a man’s name?” “Well, that was the part his parents didn’t like.”

based on our old crime-fighting code system. It said: ‘I actually am fine, idiots. Leave me alone.’”

Wholeness, she had learned, was not the absence of pain but the ability to hold it.

but can you help me with dinner? I’d do it myself, but we have company, and I don’t want it to be terrible.”

Robin should marry setsuko

she was vaguely conscious of cool hands taking the needle and thread from her fingers and setting them aside before extinguishing the lantern.

Setsuko flirting with Robin was one of the weirder things that Misaki had had to process in recent memory. Then again, Setsuko flirted with a lot of people, so Misaki decided she wouldn’t dwell on it.

“Of course not,” Takeru said. “What a stupid question.” “No,” Misaki said, not translating the second part. “Metal-cutting ice is exclusive to the Matsuda line.”

Lmaoooo

“That was it,” he said. “That was what he did to me. My whole body.” “Your whole body?” Misaki said in disbelief. She had only taken control of Robin’s smallest finger, and it had left her spent.

“Then I think…” Robin stared down at his hand. “I think I might have gotten on the wrong side of a god.”

“I’m afraid he was wonderful. I’m afraid he was brilliant like you, and powerful, and brave, and everything he possibly could have been.”

:(

Even if his life is hard, if this all turns out just as horribly as you imagine, you won’t regret him. You’ll never regret him.”

If you waste that time, if you miss it, then when it ends, you’re going to feel like the biggest idiot who ever lived.” A moment had passed before Misaki realized that she was crying.

She would always love Robin, the same way she would always miss Mamoru. For everything that had changed, this hadn’t. It hurt.

“Goodbye, weird little thing!” She tousled Daniel’s hair, making it stick up off his head at an abundance of silly angles. “Come again soon, ne?”

“I was visiting Kwang Tae-min. Did you know that Robin Thundyil just paid Geomijul Communications for the replacement of all the info-com towers that were destroyed?”

“I’m not stupid,” he said mildly. She pressed her lips together, feeling a guilty blush color her cheeks. “And you let him come here anyway?” “I trust you.”

She hadn’t been surprised to realize that she still loved Robin. What was strange was that she could love him and love Takeru at the same time.

Hi im crying again

“I… didn’t want to leave you in your silence.” Takeru seemed to choose his words carefully. “Sixteen years. You never got to say goodbye.”

This is angelic behavior

and the last of the ghosts lifted. Not just Mamoru’s. There had been other ghosts trapped here: the spirit of a ferocious teenage girl and the boy she loved. They were gone now too, passed into the realm of memory where they belonged, where they could rest.

and the future was no longer at the burning edge of the sea. It was here, in a softly beating heart and black eyes, bright with promise.

fonya a shortened form of fonyoya the ability to control air.

jijaka (pl: jijakalu) a theonite with the ability to control water.

theonite a person with the ability to remotely manipulate their physical surroundings in the form of air, water, fire, or solid substances.