What he saw inside were old clothes that hung neatly. Underneath it, he noticed something that was being covered by a cloth.

Yeman picked on it and uncover. He was greeted by an old looking notebook. No, only the color of the book and pages that looked old. But he assumed it was not old. Even the pages were no visible folded mark.

The cover was vaguely designed. A faded green colored with lines erected, and something like an animal with big eyes sticking on it. He thought it was a painting of bamboo tubes and a koala. But the color was faded.

Though there was something different by this koala and the koala on earth. But Yeman pushed this thought at the back of his head.

He was wondering and curious about what this book was.

Later, he figured out that it was a diary. Eman's diary.

He sat down on the bed while drowning himself into reading it. While he was reading farther, his brows knitted and his eyes glinted. Even his face showed dark shades on it.

Like he was possessed by something evil. The words and letters inside the diary were written in a foreign type of language for him, yet, the irises of his eyes were like a typewriter as it follows every sentence of this diary.

He was reading it fast, faster than the normal person could do. In his vision, the translated versions of the writing were unceasingly popping out.

Thump! Not even 20 minutes that had passed when the diary he was holding made a slight thumping sound after he folded it again.

Yeman was unaware of what kind of face he was wearing at the moment. He was surfacing a face with vague emotion.

Deep inside he was sighing in regret. Regret for that person. He decided to restore the diary inside his system storage.

He wanted to reread it later. And the truth was, he was halfway only before he finished reading it all. He folded it and restored it because he noticed someone standing behind the close door of his room.

|Looks like, they had finished cooking.| He thought.

A moment later, Yeman heard knocking sounds which he already expected. He even knew who was behind that door. Her loving sister, Eina.

As he opened the door. Eina excitedly announces that the foods had been cooked and they were going to eat.

She was dragging her brother's hand towards the dining table.

He saw Uncle Ronny already sitting cross-legged on the matted floor. Aunt Claire, on the other hand, was preparing foods. Yeman and Eina went and sat also.

They were having a joyful dinner. Yeman couldn't help praising of how delicious it was. Finally, he was able to taste a good dinner. After coming into this world. He only tasted bland foods from the ration they got. He even secretly bought foods from his market. But now, he finally tasted decent food from another world!

This was one of the things made him excited after coming into this another world, to taste the foods in here.

But it was a let down that he only tasted those same rations every morning for more than a month.

Now finally, he tasted it. Aunt Claire and Eina were happily staring at him.

"Brother, how is it?!" Eina asked him.

"Mhm, xo—-gawd!" He was about to say 'so good', but his mouth was full that the words came out wrongly.

Eina giggled at her brother's reply.

The three then were laughing at Yeman.

...

A big burping sound escaped as he rested himself on the house balcony. Yeman was sitting while staring at the moon that was raising unnoticeable by the eyes.

They just finished the happy dinner. His sister Eina was napping while making him a lap pillow. He could even hear her slow breathing.

In Yeman's eyes, the bright moon was reflected on it.

He was thinking how such a girl had suffered after her Magic Seed was forcibly taken out from her by those people.

While reading the word Magic Seed, he thought that maybe it was like a magic source of the magicians. Or maybe it was.

It was stated in Eman's diary, that the 7 years old Eina was kidnapped by an unknown group of people. Eman that time was about to lose his mind for thinking where his sister was.

Uncle Ronny and Aunt Claire were sent to the border at that time. Only the two kids were left in this house.

Eman that time was 12 years old only.

He went to the mountain with a large basket hanging on his back to gather some herbs, for him to sell at the city. Many magicians who were making medicines and drugs would buy it at an unfair price.

But Eman sold it to them anyway. He needed money after all. And he was just a kid at that time.

Later, after coming down the mountain with a basket that was full of herbs, he went directly to this house to take a quick glance on his sister. Just like he always did before going to the city.

That time of the day, he couldn't see her. His heart started racing. He rounded the entire house hoping that she was playing around. But he could not find her no matter what he did.

He decided to search around the place. But still no shadow of his sister. He went into the neighboring house to asked for his sister's whereabouts. But no one noticed her.

Until one friend of him reported that he saw some guy wearing that kind of clothing. And with them was his unconscious little sister.

Eman was shocked. And his body unconsciously ran towards the place stated by his friend. But it was too late for him. The people who took his sister were already left with her.

He doesn't know where they took her. And he doesn't know who took her. Since the people who took his sister were wearing clothes all over their body. Only the burn mark that was formed like a skull on one of the man's left forearm was the only clue he got from his friend.

Ronny and Claire at that time were tasked to defend one of the borders of the empire. And the mission lasted for 5 months. They succeeded in defending it with the expenses of many lives.

Four and a half months had passed after Eina was kidnapped by unknown people. Eina was found in front of this house. Blankly staring at the house. She looks thin and ill.

When Eman saw her, he could not tell how he felt that time. He had felt mixtures of emotions; sad, regret, joy and etc....

He also found out a sad truth. That his sister had lost her memory and she could not use any magic after that time.

Uncle Ronny and Aunt Claire were shocked when they know it.

After that, Aunt Claire had decided to retire. So, the thing won't happen again. But Eman knows that it was too late. His sister already suffered. But he felt glad for Aunt Claire anyway.

...

Yeman was sadly staring at her sleeping face while brushing her brown silky hair with his hand.

But his eyes were gleaming with hatred.

Minutes later, Aunt Claire went to the balcony and Yeman asked to send Eina into the bed.

Now he was staring at the moon alone. He decided to get up after an hour. He noticed that the others were already asleep.

In front of this house was a field of grains. They were growing tall. Looks like the area had fertile land.

He was walking steadily towards it. Like he was just going for a walk.

But his eyes were gleaming. That even the death himself would have a second thought to approach him.

Now he was in front of the large grain field. He stopped his step and stood in front of it.

He already knew that these guys would come tonight. Good thing that he happened to read that diary.

In his perception, he perceives about 30 silhouettes.

But Yeman was standing alone without a tinge of fear that he felt.

He even felt joy at the moment. He doesn't need to seek for them, because they instead seeking for their deaths.

One after another head peeking out of the grain field.