Misery of Artemisia

I EXPEDITIOUSLY walk amidst innumerable people on this train. I almost fought with their physical bodies because of what bodies were happening at that moment. They are panicking because of the sudden appearance of many drops of blood. But on the other hand, people do not have any idea that I am the reason behind those things. "Stay away from the passage!" a girl who was wearing a hoodie screamed. My face is still acting innocent as if I really was. When I successfully got outside of this train, I felt like I had survived that scenery. "Where does that blood come from?" I asked innocently the woman who had long black hair. "I don't have any clue. It just suddenly appeared inside the train! And that is so creepy, indeed!" she responded while panting. I grinned a little bit, then I walked away to escape from that kind of situation. The uncountable drops of blood on that train were coming from my body. That train is the place where I found my own physical body lifeless. Francisco Train made my life miserable and killed my body unrighteously. "Hey, sweetie Klayden. How's your trip?" my mom Felissa asked. "It's fine. Nothing evil scenery happens," I said. I gave her a tight hug. "I'm glad to see you again mom." I beamed before I put my luggage at the bottom of our living room sofa. I put my butt on it, then I lay down. I looked at the ceiling for a couple of seconds and then I was thinking again about what people on the train had seen. What were they possibly thinking at those times? Do they think about a woman who died on that train?! "I'll make this second life worthwhile. Princess Brina gave me this life so that I will do everything to make my past life justifiable." I whispered while I was still staring at the top. "You're talking about it again? Are you really out of your mind? Okay, okay. Klayden? You're a boy and not a freaking woman. And besides, where did you also get that kind of sh*t?! Reincarnation. Rebirth. Past. Present. What else? I apologize, but that makes me feel definitely upset," my mom uttered. I gradually slapped my face at what she had said. Honestly, I still feel hurt whenever she seemed to be telling me that I was stupid. But I also understand her side, because no one literally believes in what happened to the real me. Days passed, I decided to go to the cemetery where my dead body was buried. I suddenly went to the popular flower shop near this place to offer it to myself. Sometimes, I feel pity for my old body. That was the time that I could do anything because I was powerless. Wherein the superiors and the government has a mean power above all. Who am I? I'm just a poor woman who dreamed of going back to my family but was deprived of living peacefully. If only I could take those days, I would absolutely never ride on that train. I'm so very thankful to Princess Brina who has lived in an immortal world. She gives me another chance to live again, even though my new body isn't the same as mine. In the year 1999, a boy named Klayden was born in this land. As a matter of fact, he is my younger brother. But unfortunately, his soul truly rests and leaves his physical body just after he is born. That is why when Brina knows what happened to him, she undoubtedly says to me that his body will be my mine. There is only one picture that describes me. And I have been hiding it for a long time. Especially because Klyden is now 21 years old living in this mortal world. Those drops of blood were the cause of the incident when I am still living in the past. A clan of an immortal royal family told me that every year, drops of blood would occur in that exact train. "Hey, Klayden! It's been years before I saw you again. You have really changed a lot, huh? You totally impress me." My friend Vaegon surprisingly said. I slowly stood up from my seat in front of my grave. I faced him with a broad smile. I scratched my chin for a while. "Oh, really? My pleasure. Hmm, so you're Vaegon, isn't it?" I replied, then I chuckled at the same time. "It seems like you forgot me, haha! Yes, no doubt. So, is it fine if I ask you who was in that grave?" he asked me. I gulped, my neck turned around to see my sepulchre over again. "It was me. I-I mean, one of my close friends." Sh*t! Perhaps I should be careful. Not always, but often. "Oh, Arte—" "Artemisia." "If I wasn't wrong, she dies on the tr—" "Stop. I don't like your words. Maybe you might get out of my face now and never come near me again. Go!" I shouted. My fist clenched seemed like I was going to punch him ' because of the anger that I felt. "It's not my intention, what's wrong with you?!" "Just go! Go away, I don't need that kind of thought," I disgustingly said. He didn't speak anymore and he finally left me. I don't want anyone to say my name, because every time I hear that, I feel like I'm going back to bloody scenery in my past. I am because of what they have done to me and that will forever be there in my soul. I looked around and conceived that I was the only one here in the cemetery. Perhaps this is the best location for me to talk again to the princess who gave me this body. But how could I talk to her again? Where is she? Where does the Kingdom of Ashes is located? "Princess Brina? Can I talk with you?" I murmured in the air. Hopefully, at this time, I will be going to talk with her after one decade. I suddenly set aside the negative happenings. I am still here in front of my grave, hoping that the woman I am asking for will come at this moment. I have such questions in my mind and I cannot express them through my mouth. Because no one will believe in me. Even my dearest mother. "How are you, Artemisia? Why did you call me? I'm wishing that you are now contented and happy in your second body, aren't you?" a familiar voice dominates in my ear. Is she the princess who came from the Kingdom of Ashes? I slowly turned around my neck to see who the woman was behind that voice. "P-Princess Brina? How come you are now wearing attire that seems like you come from poverty?" I asked because of her odd clothes that don't fit her like a princess.