Miura stared at her reflection in the large mirror in her room after Mika and all the maids left the room.
She realized that the reflection in the mirror was not him. Pale face, dazzling blue-green eyes, also long beautiful golden curly hair. All of that is not his. Her soul is trapped in the body of a comic character named Herra.
Miura didn't expect that Herra's face was so beautiful, prettier than the one in the comic.
"Is this real?" Miura muttered softly, while his hands touched all parts of Herra's face. "It's too perfect," she muttered again. She had never imagined that he would transform into a woman as beautiful as this. Although he often fantasizes if all the comic characters she reads are real. But she didn't expect that she would be one of them.
Miura's hands slid down her neck.
"Augh!"
Unknowingly he screamed in pain. She tried to reveal the long hair that covered part of his neck. She felt it again and looked in the mirror. Turns out there was a scar there. "What wound is this? Could this be Azura's doing?"
The wound on Herra's neck was like a long scratch. But the wound has dried up a bit. It seemed that the healer or doctor in his family had treated him. Mika earlier also said that Herra had slept for almost a month until she finally woke up today. But this wound on the neck has not fully healed and still leaves pain.
Miura was about to get up from the dresser chair and return to her bed. But her head suddenly felt heavy again. Miura tried to hold her head and hoped that would lessen the pain. But strange images appeared in his mind instead.
A man with glowing red eyes as if he was strangling his neck. Her gaze hinted at revenge and deep sorrow.
"S-kit! Get off me!" Miura's voice caught in her throat, her breath labored, and looked in pain.
But the man in front of him seemed to have no mercy. He clenched his jaw in anger. "Why? Why are you ignoring my feelings?!"
Miura was sure that the man in front of her must be Azura. Previously she had read this dialogue in the comic she was reading.
Very painful. Is this what it feels like to die?
Miura didn't have the strength to fight back. The pain he was in was so real. He doesn't remember the next part of the comic. When her eyes were almost closed, he suddenly felt someone shaking his body.
"Herra! Herra...! Are you all right?"
Faintly heard a man's voice. Who's he? What is Mika?
With all her might Miura forced her eyelids open again.
She smiled in relief when Mika's face appeared in front of her. So what had she just experienced?
Had she been dreaming of meeting Azura?
"Older brother..."
This was the first time Miura spoke up as Herra.
"Herra..."
"Older brother...."
Mika's eyes lit up and she immediately pulled Miura into her arms. "Did you have a bad dream? Surely Azura will see you again in a dream." He guessed while stroking Herra's hair gently.
That strange feeling again spread through Herra's body. Why is Mika so happy to hug her? Was he this concerned about Herra? Miura was afraid that he got carried away.
Slowly, Miura pulled herself away from Mika's embrace, the atmosphere was awkward. Even so, it seems Miura will have to get used to being Herra. She also wanted to know, why did Azura hate him so much? Also, how does the end of the story in this comic? After that, will she be able to return to the real world?
His presence in the world of comics is not a coincidence. Miura has always believed that nothing happens by chance in this world. Everything is interrelated and has a purpose.
"How did you know that Azura met me in a dream?" Miura stared at the man's two shady eyes.
That face was so handsome and charming. Made Miura's heart want to jump from its place. She couldn't stand the feeling of tightness, this was the first time she had felt such intense interest in someone. Despite this being in the comic world, this feeling of tightness and fun at the same time feels so real and immersive.
"You've been talking about his name for almost a month. For this reason, the healers here cast a spell in your room so that Azura doesn't bother you. But maybe the power of the spell has faded until Azura comes back to see you in a dream." Mika. He touched Herra's face with a worried expression. "But... As long as I live. I'll make sure Azura won't be able to hurt you even just by touching the ends of your hair."
Mika's caring words warmed Miura's heart even more. After previously in real life he lived a cold, boring, and lonely life. She is just an only child of a husband and wife who live very simply. Because they wanted to change their fate, their parents focused more on work and left Miura alone, and paid less attention.
At school, he also did not have close friends. For this reason, he often escapes from she loneliness by reading a lot of she favorite comics.
But in the comics, she read. She didn't know Azura. That man is so mysterious. His bloodshot eyes were terrifying and full of anger as if they were hiding a deep sadness.
"Why does Azura hate me so much and want to kill me?" Besides being curious, Miura also wanted to keep staring at Mika's face for a long time.
"Don't you remember?" Mika asked again. He suspected that Herra might have lost some of his memory after being in a coma for almost a month.
Miura shook her head slowly. Because he forgot a lot of Azura's parts in the comics he read.
"Azura wants to make you her eternal partner. But we refuse." Mika said. "Because of that he became enraged and attacked our clansmen blindly. He also attacked the human clans that we protected." Mika's face suddenly turned sad. "Because of that too, father and mother died."
"Did Father and... Mother die because they wanted to protect me?" Miura asked in an awkward tone. He wasn't used to being Herra yet.
Mika nodded slowly. "For that, once you've completely recovered. I'll make it count on him!" Mika looked angry mixed with annoyed.
Miura thought hard. What made Azura want him so badly to make her his eternal partner? And why did the Silvesters forbid it? He wanted to ask them all, but Miura felt reluctant.
He didn't mean to suspect Mika. But he was curious about Azura's gaze that hinted at deep sadness. Exactly what was going on with that man?
"You must be tired, get some rest."
Mika's voice broke Miura's thoughts. "I will summon some maids and healers to accompany you here." As usual, Mika stroked the top of Herra's head gently.
The man even helped Herra lie on her bed. "You must take good care of your health. I don't want anything to happen to you. Sleep well." Mika gave a gentle smile. Then pulled the blanket to cover Herra's body up to her neck. Him gray-white hair glistened with silver because of the moonlight that penetrated the glass window of the room. The man looks so handsome in the royal white shirt that is in comic stories.
Miura didn't want to blink, afraid that everything would disappear in an instant when she opened her eyes, and it turned out that everything was just a dream. No... He still feels at home in this comic world. He wanted to know more about Herra, Mika, and Azura's story.
"Thank You," Herra said spontaneously.
Again Mika only gave a gentle smile that fascinated Miura. "Go to sleep, because tomorrow I will take you somewhere."
"Where to?"
Continued