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Episode Eleven (4)

“I didn’t know where else to turn. Once I had gathered my bearings, I came here right away.”

“And what makes you think we want you here?”

“Anna.” softly gasped Tamao, blinking at Anna’s harsh words.

“Fun-fun, bari-bari, we worked so hard. Fun-fun, bari-bari, and lo it was built.” gleefully chanted the strange man, smiling sweetly at the girls.

When he was met with two blank expressions, the doctor shaman cleared his throat and swallowed nervously, looking somewhat embarrassed.

“Ladies,” came the voice of the Asakura ancestor, “I am grateful to have played my part. Though I believe this matter is private. If you need my help again, I am at your service.”

“Thank you, Master Yohken.” nodded Tamao with a soft smile. Yohken respectfully bowed his head at the girls before his ghostly apparition slowly disappeared.

Unmoved by the doctor’s strange behaviour, the young Itako vigorously scanned the slender skinny frame of the necromancer shaman standing in her house from head to toe. Her eyes fixated first on his fully functioning legs, and then on the oracle pager peeking out from his long sleeved white doctor’s coat.

“Broken. I assume?” spat Anna, nodding her head towards the device.

The bleach blonde lifted his arm and pulled up his sleeve to observe his navy blue pager.

“Oh yes. But, that is the least of my concerns.” sighed the doctor, wearily.

“You’re not concerned about the Great Spirits’ radio silence?” pressed Anna, raising an eye brow as she continued to interrogate him.

“Why would I be? What use is a pager to me now?” candidly replied Faust VIII.

The girls shared an awkward silent exchange at Faust’s words.

“But what’s more,” hastily went on Faust, “I was dead.”

Anna blinked in surprise at the living and breathing very much alive confused shaman in front of her.

When Faust observed the girls’ puzzled expressions, he placed a hand on his forehead and closed his eyes. He sighed deeply and sadly.

“And here I was certain you would know what had happened. Oh Eliza. My poor sweet Eliza…” quietly sobbed Faust, shaking his head.

“You don’t have Eliza?” firmly asked Anna, alarmed.

Faust took in a sharp inhale before opening his frantic crystal-like eyes and locking on to Anna’s disgruntled and confused face.

“I met my end. I exceeded my usefulness in life and in death. I was finally reunited with my precious darling… and then… I am suddenly here. In Funbari. In a fully able body. And my beloved, she - ”

Faust outstretched his arm and opened his lab jacket, revealing the well persevered bones of his late wife hanging by chains within his coat lining.

“She has been reduced to this primitive form!” desperately cried Faust. The chains wrapped around Eliza’s brittle remains rattled and jingled in response to Faust’s animated movements.

Anna quietly observed the crumbling skeleton in front of her, before her eyes drifted back to the pained expression of the one holding it.

After a moment of silence, Anna took in a slow deep breath before she spoke again,

“You don’t know why you’re here, or why you are alive. So let’s start with something you do know. How did you die?” softly asked Anna, her usual firm demeanour slipping slightly.

“I had a hero’s death. I died saving those I care about. And I was rewarded in the afterlife, I returned to my - ”

“Yes. Yes. I know that part.” replied Anna with an agitated sigh, “Okay. Let’s try it this way. Where did you die?”

“In Mu of course.”

A sudden feeling of dread washed over Anna at Faust’s revelation. She calmly turned to the equally stunned expression of her friend standing beside her. Anna’s eyes then drifted to the relic in Tamao’s hand.

Anna took a moment to think before she spoke again. She looked back into Tamao’s fierce and alight irises, once again observing the striking difference in her expression compared to her shy timid demeanour she was more accustomed to.

The Itako then looked back at the tall doctor shaman standing in front of her.

“Who is the Shaman King?”

Faust’s expression wavered at Anna’s question.

“Why are you asking me this? You know who won the Fight, Miss. Anna.” replied Faust, confused.

“I know who won the Fight. I want to know if you do.” demanded Anna.

Tamao and Anna shared a knowing look once more before they simultaneously turned back to Faust, awaiting his answer.

Faust lowered his head as a serious and bleak look flickered across his face.

“The fearless and murderous Great Onmyoji, Asakura Hao.”

Tamao stepped back slightly at Faust’s foreboding demeanour, she brought one shaky hand up to her chest and screwed her eyes closed. Anna remained unmoved and unshaken once again, cementing herself to the spot as her thoughts began to race. Her mind fell back on Opacho’s earlier distressed behaviour and the odd uncertain circumstances they were now finding themselves in. Why had their true selves intervened from their old world? What could be so important that Yoh had gone to such great lengths to ensure Tamao was armed with his weapon? Why was Faust here - and why are his recollections so contrastingly different to the Faust she knew?

“What am I missing here?” muttered Anna, taking a step away from the others and looking towards the ground.

Tamao opened her eyes and turned around to observe Anna’s uncharacteristic worried behaviour. She sighed sadly.

“Anna,” breathed Tamao, “There’s a vast universe out there. Living worlds full of living beings. Hao is the King to all of those worlds.”

Anna turned back to Tamao, her eyes wide.

“You’re saying there’s more than one King?”

“No,” replied Tamao, “There is only one King. He is the King to every world. He had many, many different paths to take, but his destiny remains the same across all realties. But if you recall, Anna, the King we know from our own world did not take that path alone.”

Faust was stunned by the unusual conversation the girls were having in front of him.

Tamao turned back to the necromancer shaman.

“Faust, the world around us is not real. And, it is becoming obvious to me now that this world exists for a reason.” said Tamao, firmly.

Faust opened his mouth to respond but he couldn’t find the words.

“I do not understand why you have been brought into this plain within the Great Spirits,” continued Tamao, “But I suspect something greater than us is at play. And it poses some kind of threat to the world we know.”

Tamao’s eyes briefly observed Faust’s pager and then she brought up her hands to observe her new weapon and the delicately folded paper doll in her grip.

“And it looks like what ever this threat is… I am destined to fight it.”

Anna took a step towards Tamao, locking her cold determined eyes upon her.

“Tamao. Can you try to look again?” she asked, her voice hollow.

Tamao hesitated briefly - but then a smile appeared on her face. She nodded her head at Anna determinedly in response.

“Yes. Of course I can.”

Continue here.

Enter the “Alt” Universe here.