My Realm, My Home (Yashi's Perspective)

- I'm not weak. She's the one who went looking for trouble.

Yashi, the wise human, proved her intelligence towards the Equos to get respected, explaining the reason to those wounded guards of the hotel. She asked what she did in her previous life to receive such karma back, and then remembered why already. Tamao has such a big problem that she always wants to get rid of it. That girl is the one who keeps creating unnecessary chaos and never looks back to see the consequences. After some apologies and lots of money to settle things down, Yashi was free to leave. It's always been her—the one who follows behind her younger sister to clean up every mess she has left. Yashi should have cut every connection to that girl already, but Tamao's determination was so high that she found the way to Velarune's dream side that quickly. Yashi is no longer safe; even though she told herself that she couldn't hide forever, the fact still creeps her out. A long sigh escapes from her lungs as she raises her hand to the vast sky. By chance, there is no escape.

She was there two weeks ago after passing the Reflection. She has a faint memory of Tamao chasing her and calling out her name, but then that girl was nowhere to be found. And then, suddenly, the news of a human girl who used grenades to destroy a hotel room and damage the Equos guards has spread wide, as humans seem to be the despised species here. Their description fits Tamao perfectly. Yashi nodded to their complaints while having chills running down her spine. Is this one crazy? Does she know how weak she is in this universe? Even though she doesn't like Tamao, she doesn't want her to die at all. The person who suggested going here was herself in the first place, so she somehow felt guilty about it. After all, she was the one who turned her head to support the utopians. But is that really something that should be taken as a mistake? Isn't it natural for humans to long for their dream world, where nothing bad happens? Yashi rubbed her forehead as she walked down the hill of this hotel, heading to the lavender-colored garden ahead. This place is a public park, rumored to be the place that was built by special magic to adapt and change based on the person who stepped into it. That's why this place was named "Memoria". An important topic when people talk about dreams is memories; they are also often mentioned. Lots of humans and Equos find their way here to live again in their best memories of the past. Yashi doesn't belong to them, as her story only contains tears and resentment. But she somehow still decides to go here, because that's where she meets the first Equos, who have opened their minds to listen to her, a lowly human.

That day, after running out of the Reflection, Yashi fainted away and woke up on a yellow field with floating clouds of all shapes and sizes. She gasped to get more fresh air inside her lungs, sitting for a while to recover her strength. With no food or something to drink, her bones were still feeling weary, but Yashi pushed herself up to walk away. She walked for hours from this field to another. Their color changes from yellow to orange, from orange to red, and from red to magenta. The clouds are also changing based on her mood. As soon as she realized this place was a creation of her consciousness, she was already inside this park. From somewhere, music has started to play. They have a slow tempo, calming melodies, and chilling beats; it feels like levitating just by listening to them. Maybe they were enchanted by magic? Yashi kept wondering, but then her weak legs reached their limit. She collapsed and couldn't do anything but lie on the lavender field. This is her last destination: the purple field. Will she die and rot away here? When her vision got cloudy with all her fantasies, she heard a voice.

- Are you a human? What is a human doing here in the most faraway dream that they weren't allowed to access?

Yashi tried her best to open her heavy eyelids to see a figure standing nearby. They have the upper body of a human but the lower body of a muscular horse. That looks like a male centaur; their face was somehow blurred. She doesn't bother to add etiquette or round her words, as she thought he would kill her at first sight.

-A dream is the place where we escape reality. Those who can control their dreams—at that moment, that wasn't their dream anymore. I was driven here in hope of a better life, but the thing I have to face is worse than reality. Life isn't throwing lemons at me, so I'm making lemonade with my own blood. Can I stay and die here? I want to see purple at my last moment.

There were no intentions, ideologies, or theories inside her speech; it was just her pure thoughts. She doesn't feel hopeless—just a light stripe of feeling that's telling her to rest in beautiful. It has no meaning to keep pushing yourself if your situation has no solution. Keep telling yourself that there's still a way; it's a stupid move. Have you ALWAYS been rewarded by the same amount of effort you put in? She did try to find a way out by following the tunnel to this universe, but if that won't bring a happy end, then it will never, no matter which way she tried! Long story short, how can an exhausted, weak human confront an Equos in their own territory?

Yashi closed her eyes, waiting for her end to come, but it didn't. That man simply told her.

- Welcome. Not many humans accept their fate with such a calm face. This is the field of memory, where you cross every zone of your own brain. I've been watching you, and I can say you have an interesting mind. 

The next day, she comes and asks if she can help the Freaque Antique collect their goods. Not every human can understand the dream world as clearly as her, and her ability is something a wise Equos should not miss. Yashi chooses not to appear inside the shop but will help him with supplies, for the clients may feel uncomfortable if a human is serving them. Nobody sees her as a downgrade; for now, she is ready to face Tamao.