Izumo and The Forest of God-Prologe-3:Years Ago
Magic: It is a miracle of prayer.
Izumo, the mouse man Magician of Gunfire, was in charge of finding people in the forest of the border at the request of his boss. But he couldn't find any clues, and to make matters worse he got lost. When water and food were running out, he saved a mysterious young white tiger named Karim, who was being attacked by Maju, the Beast of Evil.
Izumo was invited to the village and thought he had barely survived, but there was a secret beyond recognition in this village.
You must not climb great mountain alone. This is one of the rules that comes down to village for a long time.
When you ask grownups why, there are many answers.
You shall not know the way back. Something invisible shall follow you. You shall be taken by God. There is no definite answer. Because no one knows the truth.
However, there is only one thing that everyone says in unison. A disaster must strike the village.
'It would have been you who taught me that.'
As Karim walked down the desolate path of the mountain, he sighed. It was silent night. The insects, which usually made a fuss all night, killed their cries today for some reason, and the grass and trees are also hiding the sound of brushing leaves as if they were reluctant to see people. Even the "winds" who told him this place wouldn't answer anything.
There were no clouds in the sky, and the stars of the night were invisible. The moon, like a fruit that is just overcooked, shined on the night sky.
There was no movement, no sound. It was a stillness as if all living things in this forest were watching what would happen in the future, swallowing dry saliva. He felt that the sound of his and his companion's footsteps ringing in the mountain was too out of step with the place.
"Karim, is this really the right place?"
The man walking around called out his name and he turned to him.
a grim-faced tiger man with a tight mouth, was looking down at Karim.
His body was rough like rock and was one of the best in the village,
But his eyes were seeped with childlike anxiety.
"I don't doubt what the prayer says, but I can't believe it's in the mountains."
"Don't worry, Bari."
Karim smiled as if to reassure his opponent.
"The 'wind' doesn't lie."
Bari looks complicated and glimpses ahead. The road that stretched as if clinging to the rocky mountain was white as if it had been frosted.
"But I don't understand how he got here."
he can't see. Karim knows that.
It's hard to answer, so he look over the cliff. Below, a black forest stretched to the other side of the horizon.
It is impossible to go into the forest where the Majus live at night, but he went alone. However, the man they were looking for was a person who did such a thing casually.
"I don't know either. but I could happen. Because he is special."
"It's persuasive as you say it."
Bari twists his lips with sarcasm.
"So It means that he came here by his own will. On the night of "Ritual of Life". But why?"
Suddenly Bari stops walking. he kept eyes fixed and hold his breath.
On the edge of a cliff a little far away, a man was standing with his back to their side. It was a tiger man with golden fur.
He was tall, and had well-rounded body.
The gold hair covered his entire body give off a faint glow as if they were luminous, and dark stripes made the shadow of his body appear even deeper. It was a formulation of another dimension that seemed to have been created by a being, not just a person, by weaving light together.
He was exceptionally outstanding among the men in the village, but at that moment, he had never been more realistic.
"Master Rashid."
Karim muttered, and the perfect form of the man's ears wriggled.
"You must be Karim and Bari."
The man makes a suspicious voice without looking back.
"Why are you here?"
"I was asked by Bari. he couldn't find you so I helped him.
I asked Wind and they said you are in the mountain."
"What you've done was useless."
At the words that seemed to be thrown away, Karim shut his mouth.
The quiet wind stirred up a commotion.
"What were you doing in this place like this?" Bari interrupted as if to cut out the atmosphere of paralysis.
"Everyone is worried. Please come back to the village."
Rashid did not answer. He left the wind to touch the fur, facing his face at the end of the forest. As if listening to the voice of something.
"I wanted to watch it a little closer."
After a while, Rashid said.
"I think it's the last time to meet the child of God."
Rashid looked back.
The man's face had a large scar across both eyes.
It was a hideous wound that seemed to have been torn apart with a thick blade.
"Karim, you are our hope."
Dented eyes penetrated Karim.
"Your prayers will lead us to the past."
"What do you mean?"
Rashid smiled to a puzzled Karim. It was inhumane and mysterious
"I'm looking forward to three years."
The smile leaned backward. The man's body fell over the cliff.
"Master Rashid?"
Bari run out next to the screaming Karim
Just before the thick arm grabs, Rashid's appearance disappears over the cliff. Bari leaned forward from the edge of the cliff, and reached out.
"No way..."
Bari murmurs blankly.
Karim came running late to the cliff.
Looked down the cliff, and he understood Bari's hesitating.
At the bottom of the cliff, which rose as if it had been cut, there was a rough field of rocks. But there was no gold tiger anywhere.