I walked towards Arao and in my shoulders strapped and quietly hanging is a green guitar that shines a different glow when Melody uses it. A sparkling particle which in every move it makes, a powdery dust were coming out of it, making flowers, images and all the glee a person wanted to see. In my hands were two daggers that eminates the contrasting aura of life and death. Mixing together into a color of black and white, forming a familiar symbol that had been the picture of balance.
Death and mana were circling around me, not meeting or greeting, going on their own way. The veins in my body popped and the chest that had been hurting for pulsating hard is now started to bleed. It made me smile.
"Can you help me out for the last time now? I know you have been wanting to pull me out of this but if you do that, the whole of the Skyscraper will fall and that is something I wanted to avoid since all the people that I hold dear is livin
The space felt peaceful but there is a lot of scattered bodies drifting with the dust. They had been piled one after another and almost making a wall to protect Skyscraper. I went inside the mana ball that is pushing the carcasses away and I could see Arao happily humming while still shutting his eyes close. I tap his shoulders. He looks frail pitiful in his child's form. Maybe that's why Mother is always beside him. He looks like a child that needed attention."Brother Sky! Are we done? Can I open my eyes now?" I was pulled out of my thoughts when he suddenly talks. I smiled and patted his head."You can open it up now Ra. Don't be surprise to where we are alright?" I informed him since this is rather a new place for him to see. He move his head up and down before putting down his hands and jumped towards me. I chuckled and then I patted his head again."Are you ready for the journey that we will take?" I
I thought that death is something painful that I would go through excruciating pain and my bones felt like being pound into dust but true to what the others said that what it would feel like.I lifted my body with eyes still shut close. It felt peaceful. Is this what it feels like being in heaven? Does Skyscraper have this Heaven and Hell? I'm sure Hades' palace is too grand to be called the dump of evil souls. But anyway, why does it feels so gentle and warm in here? I opened my eyes since I think it was safe not to pretend that I was sleeping.My limbs forgot to move. It was a utopia before the pollution from human waste for upgrading their way of living. Greeneries are abundant and the water from the stream I am near were as clear as crystal blue that reflects the bright sky. Animals from big to small were coexisting with one another. A predator taking care of a prey is a rare sight to see! I am mesmerized from what I am seein
"Are you sure we are good to go now, leaving your majesty alone? HEY! SAY SOMETHING!" I grab at her shoulders which showed me her crying face. I got startled and don't know what to do, I saw her wipe her tears and made a protective barrier made out of mist.My brows furrowed and I couldn't understand why. We are staying a float in the sky. We couldn't land in the ground burning in fire."Mnnng.." I heard Fall gaining his consciousness and grabbing his head. Ciel and Alena were holding one another, he seems like feeding him with essence to keep her from losing control of not having being fed. While Thanato was keeping herself together. I couldn't understand what is wrong with her.A blinding light made us sleepy and then everything went blank. I heard the ringing sound of someone calling my name and I feel like it was something familiar.---"Nestor! Nestor!" Som
Hello everyone, this is Twelfth Moon. I would like to thank all of you that had read this till the ends and stayed from my rollercoaster and messed up writing. I would like to thank my friends that had been my inspiration and had given me the mental support that I needed to finish this book. Cygne had been a difficult character to express from the ups and downs of his emotions and the confusing way I might have portrayed him. I would like to apologized if I made some confusing plots that might get you bored from reading it. Again I wish you all well during this time and I hope that you guys achieved the things you wanted in life and continue on living. I love you guys and thank you for reading The Great One. -Twelfth Moon
Life's never been easy. You only had found the right solution to each problems it throws. 'It has been a while.' You only live once. That's what people believe in. 'My friend. You don't look so great.' People believe in religions and beliefs. They believe being good will brings you to nirvana. 'Shall I help you once more?' But being good doesn't mean being solely one will truly give you free passes to heaven. 'You who brought salvation to your world but gained despair.' But how do you define good? How would you find it?
Inside the room, at the bathing room. Cygne was being dressed with a plain but expensive black top with red jewels when he got the chance to see his face. He could see his reflection into a large mirror attached at the side near of his bathing room which entrance is from the partition he had seen earlier. Although it wasn't as refine as the one in his previous world, it still did its purpose. Glistening obsidian black hair that made the night descends and a pair of crimson red eyes that shines brightly like a sun. A young face with pale skin welcomed his sight. There is a bit of fat but not too much to be called fit as he has a very skinny appearance. But that didn't gave a bad impression on him. Cygne felt amaze on how good looking his body right now.
Unknown space, undetected. The atmosphere looming inside the grandiose hall was no joke. The pressure were multiplied in many folds that make Cygne tremble hard. It is not because of cowardice but the natural instinct of the body he was in. A cat that resembled a fox was shining brightly with blue hues and serenity of the night appeared into thin air and... was kowtowing in front of the God of the Eternal Night, Hades. The waves of power coming from the shuddering body of Moonlight was making Cygne gasping for air because of the tension and pressure it's giving to his body. It's a lot weaker than the one who's sitting on the throne but Cygne still find it difficult to breathe in. According to the ancient records, many version were created to spread popularity and prestige to the one God governing the death. Among them was what the human most likely to refer to, the God of Eternal Night, Hades. The
Inside his room. When Cygne opened his eyes, he was on his bed and the room was dark. Maybe because the interior was not that bright and literally have the contrasting color of black and red, it gives off a gloomy atmosphere but somewhat quiet and peaceful. Cygne or rather Lysander not find it scary as he had dealt his fair share of 'fear' when he was young. For a couple of minutes, he stared at the ceiling while contemplating what he had just talk with the God of Eternal Night, Hades. It really was unavoidable even if he doesn't want to get involve but, if the world's peace and order will depend on his involvement then, he have no choice but to do what he must. Cygne was not an idiot to blatantly expose himself as an antagonist to invite enemies before him. He wanted to enjoy his life as much as possible so he was carefully concocting a plan for the future. That is where