Boonie Bears: Another World Fantasy

“Salta…”

"elder sister……"

“Sharp…”

Watching them fall into danger one after another, Naya could no longer bear the scene. She clenched her fists and walked angrily toward the short-haired Sharp.

"Let me out! Don't force me to hit you—" She pressed her left arm hard against his chest, forcing him to retreat like a maddened beast.

However, the short-haired Sharp remained unusually calm, showing no intention of resisting and allowing her to threaten him.

“Even if you were sent back there, it wouldn’t change anything. Their fates were already sealed; who lives and who dies is simply a matter of fate,” he said bluntly. Their eyes met throughout, the tension palpable.

"This was all arranged by you, not by their own free will." Seemingly sensing his cold attitude, Naya gradually loosened her grip, and her initial anger suddenly turned into calm.

“I remember you said that all those who have returned to zero will come here, does that mean… I can see them here whenever I want?” She stretched her arms and turned her gaze to the ground bathed in the glow of the sunset.

“They won’t listen to you,” he warned. “Just listen to me, and it will make the world a better place.”

He stared at her, a longing flickering in his eyes.

Naya shook her head meaningfully, then silently walked away from the short-haired Sharp. This man, who had insisted on changing the future for "her," had gradually become a stranger over the long journey of time. Now, he was filled with selfishness and ugliness.

He became lost in the vortex of desire and completely lost himself.

How many tests can a person's beliefs and values ​​withstand? When faced with endless temptations, how many people can stay true to their original aspirations?

“I understand your good intentions, but I am not the one you know.” Naya didn’t know how to face the short-haired Sharp, but as a version of herself from a different time, she could perhaps sense the helplessness and struggle of that “her.”

"But I can thank you on her behalf for what you've done. You loved and cared for her with all your heart. You led her out of the forest, letting her see the vastness and wonder of the outside world; you took her to taste delicious food and enjoy the pleasures of life; all of this shows your deep love..."

This is what I wanted to say to you, Sharp. If there's another chance, I want to walk this journey with you, hand in hand.

Your story is not over yet.

After hearing her words, short-haired Sharp chose to remain silent. Those deeply buried, deliberately forgotten painful memories were unearthed by an invisible hand, laid bare before him. However, Sharp, having weathered countless storms, was already accustomed to this. The passage of time had gradually numbed his heart. Even so, when he heard those familiar yet jarring words, a ripple still stirred within him.

“Yes, I’ve heard those sweet words thousands of times, of course. What do you think… what harm is there in letting me hear them one more time?” Short-haired Sharp forced a wry smile. Seeing this, Naya, standing to the side, also smiled.

As they smiled at each other, the distance between them subtly widened. At first, they were only a few steps apart, but as time passed, the distance grew longer and longer until it formed a clear chasm. And this was precisely the result Naya had hoped for.

“I just wanted to take this opportunity to keep my distance from you so I could make my next move—” Naya stopped abruptly as she finished speaking, no longer retreating.

"Since you're not planning to let me out easily, then I'll just have to open an exit here..."

Naya's gaze fell directly on her feet, and she seized the opportunity to slam her right fist, which had been gathering power, into the ground.

"Crack!"

With this powerful blow, cracks appeared on the ground of the Ember Realm, just like a mirror, and its stable state was shattered.

Waves rippled across the shallow puddle, splashing wet Sharp's short-haired trousers.

"You've destroyed this place! From now on, there will be no more chances to glimpse the future! This world is about to head towards an unpredictable end..." He was furious and desperately tried to rush forward to stop her madness, but he was shocked to find that Naya had already used her radiant energy to build a solid barrier between them. He could only watch helplessly as she wantonly destroyed the space that was originally intended for observation.

With a deafening roar, Naya, determined to go her own way, smashed open the crack with overwhelming force, instantly turning it into a gigantic hole. Immediately afterward, dazzling white light shot out from the hole, like a bright sun illuminating half the sky.

“The one who truly needs to be saved is you!” Naya retorted loudly, defiantly responding to his accusation. At that very moment, a raging hurricane surged in from below, turning everything upside down and tossing the two of them about like rootless duckweed.

Naya's brown hair was completely disheveled from the tearing, flowing like ribbons in the howling wind and being dragged violently. She gritted her teeth, using her hands to desperately resist the powerful storm rushing towards her, and took steps closer to the wind tunnel.

“You can’t control me anymore, and no one has ever been able to control me—” she said. Her petite body swayed in the wind, and Naya disappeared into a flash of white light against the wind.

......

It felt just like falling into an ice cave, the biting cold enveloping your entire body as you free-fall into the darkness.

She finally escaped the ashes.

It feels so good to be back in reality.

In this gray area almost forgotten by everyone, Naya suddenly lost her way. The unfamiliar space was dark and gloomy, stretching as far as the eye could see.

No… Naya… Think of something quickly, they need you… They’re about to die.

She couldn't just sit and wait to die, so she searched her body for anything useful—now she had nothing left but her body.

The last bit of luminous energy within her body was completely depleted, and Naya desperately tried to make that faint light shine again. But that pitiful amount couldn't even be seen beneath her skin...

Just as she was at her wit's end, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

“Mom!” Naya cried out, almost bursting into tears.

Na Yuan, in his phantom state, nodded slightly and waved his arm. Instantly, a crack appeared in the space beside Na Ya, like a mysterious door.

“Child, once you cross this rift, you will be able to return to your body.” Na Yuan looked at Na Ya with gentle eyes and said softly, “This is all I can do for you.”

Naya still wanted to figure out many things, but time was running out. So she put aside her personal feelings for the time being and resolutely walked to the crack.

Na Yuan stretched out her hand, releasing a powerful energy from her palm that flowed like a warm current through her fingers into Na Ya's body. This sudden recovery gave Na Ya a new lease on life.

“I’ve spent some time learning about everything you’ve been through, Naya. But as witches, there’s not much left to surprise us.” Nayuan’s eyes were filled with reluctance. “Daughter, Mom is late.”

"..."

Naya felt a lump in her throat and tried her best to hide her shattered heart, fighting back tears.

I'm sorry, Mom. Your daughter isn't strong enough; she's always such a crybaby…

"I saw my sister, she's still alive," Naya said, wiping away tears from her eyes and choking back sobs.

“I originally wanted Na Ling to retrieve your body, but she seems to be tied up right now.” Although Na Yuan didn’t name names, the underlying crisis was obvious.

The light and shadow behind the crack began to flicker, as if urging them on.

"Mom, will I ever see you again?" Naya asked.

If my crying just now made me weak, then I've completely turned back into a child.

Na Yuan slowly backed away, a hesitant expression on his face.

“The eruption of White Bear Mountain not only destroyed the temple of Saint Hilde, but also broke the spell she had cast, which gave me the opportunity to enter your world of consciousness—” she explained to Naya, word by word.

As the flowing energy was continuously injected, Naya began to notice that her mother's body was gradually disintegrating, fading and disappearing into the air.

No...no...Naya cried out silently in her heart.

Na Yuan appeared unusually calm. She placed her index finger to her lips and said softly, "Whether you can see me or not is not important, child. What is more important is how you should spend the rest of your life."

Naya cherished the feeling that her mother had always been so wise.

"Go, I will always be by your side." After saying this, Na Yuan completely dissipated, turning into a morning breeze and quietly departing.

Mother……

Naya had no choice but to put her pain aside for the time being and reached her hand into the crack.

“Hold on, Salta,” Naya thought. “I’m coming!”

……

The cold water rushed over Salta and Be's lifeless bodies. Broken power lines flickered on and off in the unfathomable depths. Various debris floated aimlessly, isolating everything.

Suddenly, a powerful hand forcefully pushed aside the table in front of Salta, bringing a dazzling light of hope that illuminated the dark waters. Enveloped in flowing energy, Naya reached out and firmly grasped their wrists. With all her might, she lifted them upwards.

The once still underground water began to flow violently, forming a huge funnel-shaped whirlpool. The raging torrents relentlessly tore at the solid concrete walls. In this breathtaking scene, a beam of golden light shot skyward from the center of the water, piercing the gray sky and illuminating the entire White Bear Mountain.

Naya led them out of the whirlpool—