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"Dear Shen'la, things aren't looking good for us. All planets have been overrun by the Si'lemp disease. The remaining doctors are still trying to find a cure. Those who are still alive. So this is the last broadcast. We wish you good luck, if there's any left, bidding you farewell, Kub'de."

This was the last broadcast from all planets. The virus was spreading relentlessly. During this month, trillions of Shen'la died. Nobody knew what to do about it. On the planet Khal'el, the last Shen'la were dying out. It was very sad.

But in one room lay a girl who was in a coma, but not completely sick. She was healthy, not afflicted by the disease at all. She looked perfectly fine.

...

"Uhhg, where am I?"

Kam'zul woke up, but she was in darkness. She didn't know what was happening. She looked around and saw nothing. Just darkness.

"Where am I? I was with my family last time. Where could they be?"

Kam'zul was very confused. She knew she was in some kind of huge dark room, but at the same time, she felt there was not in a room.

"So, how do we feel?"

Kam'zul looked behind her and saw a white silhouette, looking like it was fluid and not solid. There was a smile on its face. Well, if you could call it a smile.

"Excuse me, but who are you and do you know where my family is?"

Kam'zul asked innocently. She wasn't scared or angry. She just wanted to know where her family was. She was also very curious. She had never met anyone other than her own kind, the Shen'la.

"I think you know me well."

The white fluid silhouette looked a bit mysterious. It just answered the question with an answer that didn't say anything.

"Excuse me, sir or madam, but I don't know you."

Kam'zul started to get more confused.

Suddenly, the white silhouette began to approach her. Kam'zul looked at it. She didn't know what to do.

"Accept me."

The white silhouette placed its hand on Kam'zul's shoulder with a strange smile on its face.

Something was telling Kam'zul that she should accept it. That she should go with that white silhouette. It seemed strange to Kam'zul.

"No, thank you."

She took a step back and declined the offer.

"Why do you reject this? Such a thing is not rejected. Come on, you'll be strong. Stronger than anyone."

The white silhouette, with a smile on its face, began to walk towards Kam'zul again.

Kam'zul retreated, and the white silhouette followed her.

"How do I get back home?"

Kam'zul asked, her voice raised. She didn't like this confrontation at all.

"Home? But you're home. You're in your mind."

The silhouette replied with a smile on its face.

"If I'm in my mind, then what are you doing here? Who are you anyway?"

Kam'zul asked.

"I, I'm here because of you. Only because of you. Without you, I wouldn't exist. My name is Shen'la at your service."

The silhouette introduced itself with a bow.

"Shen'la? But that's the name of my kind."

Kam'zul didn't know what to do. She was afraid because something inside her told her that she should listen to that silhouette.

"Yes, exactly. My name is Shen'la. I am made up of all the souls of those who died."

Kam'zul stopped at that.

"Died?"

The silhouette just smiled.

"Yes, yes, everyone died from the virus."

Kam'zul didn't want to believe this.

"No, that's not true. Everyone was happy at the table. I don't believe you."

Kam'zul started to panic. She began to hyperventilate. Because somehow she knew it was true.

The silhouette was a meter away from Kam'zul and had a smile on its face.

"And tell me, do you know where the virus came from?"

Kam'zul didn't know what the silhouette was talking about. Silhuette stretched out her hand and pointed her finger at Kam'zul.

"You created the virus."

The silhouette started to hug her.

"Wha-what are you talking about?"

Kam'zul knees buckled and she fell to the ground. The silhouette kept hugging her.

"You don't have to be afraid at all, you didn't even want to do it. Your body started producing the virus. As we speak, everyone is dead, and all the souls of Shen'la created me."

Kam'zul didn't know what to do. She couldn't do anything but ask the white silhouette hugging her.

"But, why me, why, why someone else!"

The silhouette started stroking her hair.

"From birth, you were chosen. This is just the beginning for you."

Kam'zul slowly succumbed to the white silhouette.

"So, that means my family is somewhere inside you? And why was I chosen anyway?"

The white silhouette began to merge with Kam'zul and started flowing into her.

"Wait, wait, I DON'T WANT TO! I want to see my family."

Suddenly, the white silhouette was ejected from Kam'zul. Even though everything told her she should join it, she didn't want to.

"Well, this is inevitable. You killed everyone. You should accept your fate and become a Boros."

Kam'zul, in panic, anger, sorrow, and other emotions, rushed towards the silhouette and struck it.

The silhouette took a step back from the punch she received to her face.

Kam'zul, in the midst of a hurricane of emotions, began to fight physically. She didn't even know why. She just fought.

The silhouette didn't look very enthusiastic.

"It's pointless to fight."

But Kam'zul didn't say anything, she didn't hear anything, in fact. All she had in her head were thoughts. "Fight, fight, fight." On the other hand, everything still told her she should join the silhouette.

Kam'zul ran forward with a clenched fist.

...

(Some unknown time later)

Kam'zul looked at the silhouette, who seemed to be thinking about something. During the time that had passed, Kam'zul had been fighting the silhouette. Despite everything telling her to give up, she kept fighting.

Kam'zul was tired not physically, but mentally. She didn't want to fight anymore. The silhouette hadn't hurt a single strand of hair of Kam'zul. She began to shake her head and sighed.

"Sighhh. Why do you keep fighting, it's pointless."

The silhouette suddenly got an idea. It started wriggling, and it seemed to be going a little crazy.

As Kam'zul looked up from the ground, she saw her brother in front of her.

"Hi, sis, how are you?"

Kam'zul didn't know how long she had been fighting and started hugging her brother.

"Hic brother, I'm hic afraid of what will happen when I accept it."

Kam'zul's brother started stroking her hair.

"Kam'zul, my little sister, sometimes change is important. Why do you torture yourself like this? You should accept who you are."

After an hour of crying, Kam'zul left her brother's embrace, and instead of her brother, there was a white silhouette. Kam'zul couldn't resist, she would accept it, even if it destroyed her or did something to her, she just couldn't fight anymore.

Kam'zul just wanted to know a few things.

"Had the previous Boros the same fate as mine?"

The silhouette smiled gently because it knew Kam'zul would accept it.

"No, honey, it didn't work like that. Boros is just one, nobody like Boros existed in the past. That legend is about you. You were always supposed to be Boros, and you always will be."

Kam'zul looked weakly at the silhouette.

"It hurt my family."

Over Kam'zul's head was flying guilt. Because she killed everyone and maybe painfully.

"I won't lie to you, yes, it hurt them."

Kam'zul opened her arms, and the silhouette hugged Kam'zul and began to merge with her.

"AAAAAHHH"

Kam'zul felt a pain like she had never felt before. It hurt terribly. She felt something forming on her chest.

In excruciating pain, she looked at her chest and saw herself?

A large eye formed on Kam'zul's chest.

Kam'zul couldn't stand the pain and passed out.

...

In a room, there was a bathtub, and the room was overgrown with nature. In the tub, someone opened their eye. It was Kam'zul. But the atmosphere was a bit different. She got out of the tub. Across from the tub was a mirror, so she slowly approached it and looked at her reflection.

In the reflection, there wasn't a little girl; there stood a woman. A large blue eye adorned with long, pointed pink hair. She had an open mouth with a row of pointed teeth. Pointed ears, and several lines like veins emerged from her eye.

Her body was full of muscles. Her body was mature, and on her chest, she had a large red eye.

(image)

In the reflection, a toothy smile appeared.

"Heh"

(End of a chapter)