MIANA: But why? They're almost at the end. Why didn't they continue?
NARRATOR: Coyopa calmly answers Miana's impatient question.
COYOPA: There is no clear explanation in the diary. However, the eighth Shaman wrote about this situation in his diary
he wrote it like this: "The jungle doesn't want its secrets to be revealed yet."
NARRATOR: Isis takes a deep breath, sighs, rolls her eyes slightly.
ISIS: Ahh seriously... Why do all Shamans have to be so weird?
NARRATOR: Coyopa grins and answers Isis' question.
COYOPA: Huh, maybe it's our innate weirdness that makes us Shamans.
MIANA: (Grumbling) So they didn't find anything after all, did they? Ah, I was just curious.
COYOPA: Actually, later on in the diary one develops an interesting theory about this. I'll tell you about it.
Would you like to?
NARRATOR: Isis, Miana and Katara express at the same time that they want to hear more. The excitement of the three
Coyopa, in response to the desire to learn, raises his finger in the air and, like a teacher, explains the details of the diary
and begins to share. Miana and Isis listen unblinkingly, while Katara is in the middle of the story.
Allen, who has started to get cranky again, is taken from Isis's lap and gently placed on her lap and gently
tries to calm him down. As Coyopa's voice rises and falls in tune with the rhythm of the story, the room
the tension and curiosity continues to build.
COYOPA_INVESTIGATOR: Our investigation into the source of the gas is unfortunately interrupted at its most critical point.
he had to. This bothered me much more than I expected. I kept having strange thoughts in my mind
and over time these thoughts started to tire me both mentally and physically. That's why
I decided to put together the available data and develop a small theory about the event.
But the truth or falsity of this theory is secondary for me at this stage. My main goal is just to create
to bring a modicum of peace. This theory is more for my own satisfaction than for any definitive conclusion.
It is a thought experiment that has been created.
COYOPA_INVESTIGATOR: During my studies of the trees, I noticed a very remarkable
At first glance, these huge blue trees seem to be scattered in a completely random manner.
a detailed analysis revealed that they were actually arranged in a distinct order. It's as if these trees
as if they had been carefully placed by a hand, according to a certain logic. Moreover, between some trees
there was a striking similarity in physical characteristics
On the surface, this may seem like a natural possibility, but considering the overall structure and nature of the forest
when I had it in my possession, it raised a series of doubts. These suspicions led me to think that the gas that forcibly turns living things blue
a possible connection between the orderly arrangement of the forest. As a result, it was concluded that this forest
that it could have been created as a result of a conscious intervention.
However, I have deliberately avoided focusing further on this theory for two main reasons.
First, the age of this forest is known to be more than seven thousand years. The forest has such a long history
such a structure could only have been built about six thousand years ago by the two great powers that ruled the world.
by a member of one of these races. However, when the available information on these races is analyzed.
So far, no evidence or documentation has been found to support that a structure could be their work.
COYOPA_INVESTIGATOR: The second reason I reject the theory is that it is based on a completely flimsy and empty assumption.
was established. As I mentioned at the beginning, the fact that these trees were similar was true, but this
I had no concrete evidence to support the theory that went beyond observation. As for the issue of blue gas, you can't
it seems more logical to describe it as a natural defense mechanism of the forest.
it seemed. I conducted various experiments to analyze the chemical structure of the gas, but the results I obtained were
rather than giving a clear answer as to whether the gas is a biological or chemical weapon or a natural occurrence.
far away. As a researcher, it was imperative for me to back up my assumptions with evidence. Otherwise this kind of
the claims would have gone beyond scientific seriousness and into the realm of imagination.
The experiments I was doing and the theories I was developing were constantly deadlocked and yielding no results. At this point,
I had to accept that my current approach was inadequate.
I couldn't move forward; it was time to take a different path. This path was the stuff of legends and stories. In the past, many
I've heard that stories reveal mysteries that science can't solve.
that could open the door to discovery. And that is exactly what I needed.
One morning, I asked Hakuta if it was okay to tell a stranger like me the stories that had been passed down from generation to generation in his tribe.
Hakuta looked at me with a warm smile and told me that I was not a stranger, that I was his closest
that I was his friend. Then he added that he would be happy to share all his stories. At that moment I realized something else
I did: Sometimes I told them that it wasn't so bad that the church kicked me out of my house as a heretic.
I don't even feel like saying thank you. Because if it wasn't for what they did, I would never have met such a wonderful friend.
I wouldn't have had the opportunity.
MIANA: How can I put it... You really were close friends.
NARRATOR: Miana's words were confirmed by everyone in the room. Coyopa interrupts the conversation with a hand gesture
continued his story from where he left off.
COYOPA_INVESTIGATOR: I have heard many interesting and unusual stories from Hakuta. Some of them lasted a few hours, some of them
and it only took a few minutes. I listened patiently to hundreds of stories. I had to learn all the stories of his tribe
took me a month and a half. But at the end of this long process, I found a story that could shed light on many of my theories.
it would take time to tell the story in detail, so I will give you a simplified summary.
before the forest turned the blue it is today, it was on the brink of extinction.
Almost all the trees have dried up, all the animals are dead and most of the monsters have left the forest. The forest was a
once teeming with life, was so dilapidated that nothing remained of it. At just such a time,
deep in the forest, a small blue tree appeared. As soon as it appeared, this tree spread its roots
and began to spread it all around. Some trees it turned blue by binding them to itself with its roots, some trees it turned blue.
uprooted it and from its roots grew a new tree. This process regenerated the forest and created the blue
to the way it looked.
COYOPA_INVESTIGATOR: This story allowed me to finally bring my theory to a conclusion. If these stories
then, theoretically, this entire forest must have originated from the roots of a single tree. We've already discovered
and the enormous roots, we can see that this tree is still alive, and that it powers and keeps order in the forest.
it's not unreasonable to think.
Of course, this is only a hypothesis. It is nothing more than an idea without certainty. However, the data I have and what I've heard
in the light of the narratives, it's the most plausible explanation for me. And maybe I should be honest, I want to believe in this theory.
Because the thought that my best friend's nest is someone else's cold remnant of an experiment makes even my scientific side
it makes me uncomfortable. Whether this theory turns out to be true or not, what matters to me is that my friend Hakuta loves this place.
to be. If he loves this place and considers this land his home, I have no negative feelings about this place.
I cannot have any thoughts.
Dear reader, I hope that from these lines and from my long-term research, I have provided you with a scrap of information that will move you forward.
you have been able to deduce. However, at this point in the article, there is a truth I need to share with you: I'm running out of time.
I was once a researcher who dared to push the boundaries of science.
I even made my own body part of my experiments.
as a sacrifice, but today I realize that I was very wrong. The experiments I did,
my body away from the limits of being human, and the consequences of this change have now become inevitable.
The blue gas, known as the 'curse' of this forest, has not caused me any harm for many years. Maybe even
as a result of changes in my body, I was able to live in harmony with this gas.
my constitution is struggling to bear the burden. My body has been resisting the effects of this gas for some time, but now it has reached its limit.
I know that soon I will have to appear before God, but I have an unfinished business before me.
I have a mission.
So, I've made a decision: I have to leave this forest and Hakuta. This is the hardest decision
one of the decisions. But my duty comes first. Finally, I'd like to ask you one thing: What you find here
use every knowledge, every discovery, only for good. Knowledge is a great power, but in the wrong hands it can be just as destructive.
can be
- Author: Leonard Strigidae
ISIS: Well, that's all well and good... Aren't we completely off topic?
MIANA: Actually, I'm happy to hear the end of the story. Besides, Coyopa-sama has such beautiful stories
I didn't know you could tell.
NARRATOR: In response to Miana's smiling words, Isis smiles gently at her with a deep sigh.
Then she raises her hand and caresses Miana's hair tenderly.
ISIS: I'm happy for you, but I think we need to focus a little more, don't you?
NARRATOR: After saying these words, Isis turns to Coyopa with an insistent look. Meanwhile, Coyopa is watching Miana
He laughs a little, with an expression that shows how happy his words have made him. His voice is both playful and light
in a proud tone. He then continues speaking in an energetic voice.
COYOPA: Ahaha, you are embarrassing me, Miana. But you're right, Isis. I didn't have to tell most of the story,
but... It would be unfair to keep such a beautiful story of friendship to myself. Besides, I don't want you to know
I wanted you to experience the beautiful feelings I experienced.
NARRATOR: After Coyopa finishes his words, he confidently spreads his arms wide and dramatically
he throws his head back. There is a mischievous glint in his eyes. Then he speaks in a sarcastic and exaggerated tone.
COYOPA: Well, how about it? Come on, praise me more!
NARRATOR: After Coyopa's reaction, Miana gives a short and clear answer with a cold expression.
Miana: On second thought, I take back everything I said.
COYOPA: Ha! Why?
NARRATOR: Katara smiles slightly as she watches the two bicker. Coyopa is surprised by Miana's unexpected
Although he is briefly surprised by her response, this quickly gives way to an atmosphere of joyful laughter.
For a few minutes the laughter and joking continues. However, this slowly begins to wear on Isis' patience.
he starts. He looks at Coyopa with a stern voice and a murderous stare and begins to speak.
ISIS: Will you stop clowning around and tell us what we should do, Coyopa?
NARRATOR: Coyopa is startled for a moment by Isis's sharp words and murderous gaze, then his face turns serious.
and draws attention to himself by clearing his throat.
COYOPA: Ahem. Okay then, let's summarize what we have learned so far. First, the trees in this forest
some kind of mysterious gas. This gas forcibly turns everything, animate and inanimate, blue. Secondly, this gas
and those that can't adapt die within a very short period of time. And thirdly... Mother's milk is the only way
it seems to be a kind of "natural medicine" that helps him adapt to the gas.
NARRATOR: Isis raises her eyebrows, crosses her arms over her chest and begins to speak in a thoughtful tone.
ISIS: Huh, breast milk? Why would you think that? If you're thinking of Yamda's baby, I think it's
It's pointless. After all, even though the baby had a little bit of breast milk, it still died, didn't it.
COYOPA: Hmm, you are right. Yamda's cub died, but this happened about two weeks after its birth.
Under normal circumstances, a creature from the outside world, or one that does not accept the bounty of the forest, can live for more than three days.
it can't survive. But this pup survived for two weeks. This is a great example of the problem we have with Allen.
a solution to the problem. But before that...
NARRATOR: Coyopa pauses for a moment before finishing his speech. Then he turns to Isis and says
He draws her attention by pointing his finger at her.
COYOPA: Tell me, Isis. How many years have passed since Lala was born?
NARRATOR: Hearing the question, Isis puts her finger to her chin and thinks for a few seconds. Then she says calmly and softly
answers Coyopa in a tone.
ISIS: Hmm... Since that boy turned thirty this year... I guess...
NARRATOR: Not giving Isis a chance to finish her sentence, Coyopa loudly interrupts.
COYOPA: THIRTY-FIVE! Lala is thirty years old, but there are five years of infancy. This is great news! Coyopa: Okay,
Is there any chance that you can produce milk for the next five years?
NARRATOR: Isis is slightly offended by the question and continues to speak in a resentful manner.
ISIS: Hmpf! I'm not a cow, okay? But about your question... I can probably do this for another six years.
Wait a minute... Are you...
NARRATOR: Before Isis can finish her sentence again, Coyopa applauds Isis' answer
He claps his hands together and starts laughing.
COYOPA: Ha ha ha ha! Yes, you thought right. You're going to breastfeed Allen!
NARRATOR: Everyone in the room listens in amazement to the words coming out of Coyopa's mouth. Then Coyopa,
He continues his speech confidently.
COYOPA: This is an absolutely wonderful plan! Allen will grow up healthy and we'll know what to feed him.
we won't have to worry about breastfeeding. After all, breast milk is nourishing, filling and protects
to protect you. We will kill two birds with one stone!
NARRATOR: As Katara and Isis react positively to Coyopa's suggestion, Miana frowns and says in a stern voice
turns to Coyopa with his tone.
MIANA: Coyopa-sama, I don't know if you realize it, but everything you say is a possibility. Real success
Guaranteed? After all, what's written there may not even be true. What if we're wrong? What if Allen dies?
NARRATOR: Katara is surprised by Miana's reaction to Allen. From the moment she first saw the human cub.
Miana, who had reacted negatively, was now worried about him. Katara, who had watched the development with puzzled eyes,
He then continues to look at Miana with a slight smile on his face. At that moment, at Miana's question
Coyopa responds, this time in a serious tone.
COYOPA: I am well aware of that, but the child doesn't have much time left, Miana. We need to do as much as we can
we need a quick solution. And yes, I believe in the notes of the Eighth. Don't ask me why, it's just
I trust.
MIANA: What about the Void milk? What if it doesn't work? Have we tried that before?
NARRATOR: Miana's voice echoes around the room as everyone waits for Coyopa's answer.
Coyopa tries to keep a serious face as he answers Miana's question directly.
COYOPA: To tell you the truth, yes, something could go wrong if Void drinks his milk. Especially if no precautions
If it's not taken...
NARRATOR: Hearing Coyopa's words, Isis frowns and advances on Coyopa with stern steps.
ISIS: What does that mean?
COYOPA: (raising her hands in a calming manner) Listen, let me explain. Void milk, the body of a baby drinking it,
to strengthen it from the inside out so that it can survive. But in this process, the baby is putting all its energy
to the parts of the body This leaves its outer surface vulnerable. Like us, from the moment we're born.
for those who can use it, it's not a problem. As long as we are close to the trees, the uta takes over the external defense. But human beings
their offspring can't use the uta.
ISIS: So you're saying we need something else to protect them. A power like Uta? Or is it your weird
Are you talking about "soul flow"?
COYOPA: (shakes her head sharply) No, no soul flow. It is very powerful and for such a delicate process
I don't have enough control over it. Instead, we'll use the battle aura.
NARRATOR: When Miana hears Coyopa's suggestion, she realizes that Katara's battle with the spider monster Arcane
horrible scenes flash before his eyes. This thought worries him even more. Her eyes widen and her voice rises.
No, no, no, no! Absolutely not! That thing is too powerful - too powerful even! Allen is that powerful!
it can't withstand the energy, it'll fall apart at the seams! And weren't we looking for a protection force like the uta? It's a weapon used for warfare.
what a destructive force does.
COYOPA: True, from a distance the aura of war can only appear to be a destructive force. But it is true
as long as it is used, it can be used for good.
MIANA: Well... let's say that's true. Then how do you plan to use it?
NARRATOR: Coyopa folds his hands behind his back, in a calm but confident tone.
COYOPA: To summarize the battle aura, it fills one's weapon with great energy, both protecting it and
also strengthens it. If we apply this energy to Allen's body in a careful and controlled way, we can protect him from external threats.
we can protect against.
NARRATOR: Miana softens a little at Coyopa's words, but continues to frown suspiciously. Narrator.
Coyopa's face breaks into a slight smile as he turns to the others in the room and continues speaking.
COYOPA: But of course, this requires a person who can use his warrior spirit very well and who has plenty of this power.
I need someone. Oh, that's right! Right now we have the strongest female warrior in the village.
NARRATOR: Coyopa suddenly turns to face Katara and speaks in a cheerful tone, pointing at her with both hands.
COYOPA: Then if you're ready, let's get started, shall we?
ISIS: Stop! I haven't agreed to this yet!
NARRATOR: Meanwhile, Isis interrupts in a stern voice as soon as she hears Coyopa's words.
COYOPA: (surprised) Oh, I'm scared to death! Why? Didn't you react positively just now?
NARRATOR: Isis looks at Coyopa for a while with a frown. Then she lets out a deep sigh and looks away.
He turns sadly to Katara and begins to speak in a soft voice.
ISIS: Katara, are you sure? And while there's no certainty about that... Don't leave her in the hands of someone like me
How can you be so warm to the idea? What if she sees me as her mother? What if he does something wrong and hurts her?
If I give you too much milk, it could be a problem. Are you really okay with that?
NARRATOR: Katara is silent for a few seconds, her head bowed and her expression thoughtful. After a few seconds,
He carefully places the human baby in his arms on Miana's lap. Then, with a face full of compassion.
With a smile, he takes Isis by the hand and answers in a gentle voice.
KATARA: If I could, I would like to raise him on my own, but I don't have the strength to do that. Just now.
you asked me, "What if he calls you his mom?" It wouldn't matter. In fact, it would make me very happy. There's no one in the world
there's no one I trust more, Isis. So... Will you please mother this child with me?
NARRATOR: Isis is deeply moved by Katara's words and hugs her tightly, her eyes full. Then,
She responds in a soft voice with tears in her eyes.
ISIS: Of course! Nothing would make me happier than that, Katara. I'm so grateful to you for raising that child
I will help you.
NARRATOR: Isis' answer puts a big smile on Katara's face. The two of them get emotional
As they hug each other, some strange noises come from behind the stage, where Miana is. Miana, Katara and
She turns to Isis and calls for help in a high-pitched voice.
MIANA: Help! This thing is eating me!
NARRATOR: Calmed and asleep thanks to Katara's efforts, the human baby woke up again and Miana's
He grabbed her ear and began to suck on it, squeezing it with his tiny hands. Isis was surprised by this unexpected and funny sight,
She smiles, trying to suppress her laughter, and then addresses Miana in a soft tone.
ISIS: Sometimes, don't worry, he's just playing.
NARRATOR: Katara goes to Miana, picks up the human baby and hugs her tightly.
gently into the arms of Isis. Watching this moment, Coyopa begins to speak in an excited and happy tone.
COYOPA: If I interpreted this gesture correctly, it means that you accept it, doesn't it?
NARRATOR: Katara and Isis look at each other with a look of trust. Then, Isis has a worried expression on her face.
he appears. He quickly turns to Coyopa with something in mind.
ISIS: Yes, it is true that we agree. But we have a big problem. Katara is only allowed in the village twice a month.
and he can't bring a human baby with him. If I go out of the village every day, people in the village would be suspicious.
MIANA: Exactly. Especially Acat. He never lets us do as we please.
NARRATOR: Coyopa thinks for a few seconds, then answers Isis' question with a haughty expression on his face
gives.
COYOPA: Leave him to me. Human babies are usually breastfed for two or three years. But this child of ours
we're not going to give milk just to fill our bellies. At worst, you'll have to breastfeed him for five years.
it might be necessary. Five years is not that long. I'll find a great excuse to get you out of the village, don't worry.
MIANA: Coyopa-sama, sometimes you're really useful.
COYOPA: Sometimes? What do you mean sometimes? I am the mighty Twelfth Shaman! I am always useful!
NARRATOR: Coyopa's words cause the room to erupt in laughter.
COYOPA: All right, enough fun. Now it's time to plan what we're going to do.
NARRATOR: Just then, however, a loud stomach rumbling echoes through the room. Everyone looks at the owner of the voice; it is
Miana is the source of the loud voice. Miana blushes as she notices the stares directed at her. She shyly turns her head
scratches and talks.
MIANA: But can we have dinner first? All this running around has made me so hungry...
NARRATOR: Coyopa sighs deeply, puts on a serious expression and orders the others in the room.
COYOPA: Ahh, there's nothing to do. Then let's eat something first. Forward march!
ISIS: Then it's time to show off my skills!
MIANA: I have the plates!
COYOPA: Leave it to me to set the table!
NARRATOR: And so everyone gets involved and prepares the meal. After a joyful dinner,
not only are bellies filled, but the bond between them is strengthened. That day is not just the foundations of a plan,
but also the first steps of a close-knit family.
Coyopa successfully implements his plan and manages to get Isis out of the village every day.
order sets the stage for Allen's growth. Isis and Katara don't just teach Allen how to survive.
they show what love, solidarity and courage mean.
But fate whispers a secret: far from ending here, Allen's story is just about to begin. It's him,
No one guessed that they were the first lines of an epic written in the blue shadows of the forest and yet unknown to anyone.
can't. But when the time comes, Allen's footsteps will surely leave echoes that will change the world.
WILL CONTINUE...