*Muriel ~ ~*
*Muriel ~ ~*
*Muriel...*
*. . ?*
*~Abatton!*
lighth opened his eyes.
between the ruins and corpses lighth found himself.
his head aching as his whole body . .
both of his legs are paralyzed. .
his clothe damaged so much . .
Bruises and cuts all over his skin . .
and his neck got a burn mark . .
blood lost that he burly can feel anything. .
yet....
something kept him alive, or..
want him to stay alive..
he didn't feel it at first but his servants..
the skeletons, or what the world would know them by "locusts".
they were cuddle by their sleeping king..
they also drag a cloth near by and covered him ..
lighth took a big sigh while looking at them
as it dead . . as it comforting
as it silent . . as it pure
as it cold . . as it warm
his eyes met their empty ones . . .
*are they awake ?*
lighth didn't ask himself, but asked them if say so.
and they answer.
both o them got up to set beside him.
the cloth cover the three of them.
covering them from the cold?
no.. covering them from the world...
a lot of thing happened last night.
and lighth try to recall them with his aching mind.
a people lived for so many of generations...
Everyone and their dreams, been perished a one overnight.
but...
why...
is it worried whispers he listen in about a girl named fenny who supposed to be here ?
is it the visions he saw about this place and made him Disgusted by the place and its people ?
or is it the wonderful feeling he felt whenever someone's life ended by him?
or is it the.....
or is it....
or is it...
only his locust who interrupted his lost mind.
she was holding her departed leg that got broken after voul's lower body exploded last night.
can't her just fix it on her own?
maybe she just want her king to give her some of his lost attention.
just want him to know how much she had struggled for him.
just want him to see her as the good girl she was.
no matter how many lives would end under their hands.
how many kingdoms and crowns would fell before them.
how many idols and their people would tortured on their sight.
they still would behave as 'their genesis' and the origin they came from.....
.....they would behave like a little sister to him.....
.....
*your.... leg?*
*oh yes.. your leg.*
lighth thought as he leaned forward to fix the issue, but...
his own legs failed him and he fell on her.
the last battle had just made the blood stop flawing on his lower body.
leaving his legs paralyzed.
but now, as he tried to move and use them..
the blood reflow to them,
or what the rest of it ,reflow to them.
he still feeling the overwhelming numbness on them.
but that didn't stop him from continuing...
he look down on the skeleton underneath him as the cloth still cover them.
he felt her sight through her empty eyes and kept focusing.
using his left elbow as support and the hand pulling the locust closer by her hips.
his right hand took the departed leg and..
**Clack**
she move it to show her king that everything is fine now.
meanwhile.
the other locust.
the newer one.
just kept setting on her side and watching.
sure.. she did move when lighth fell over but stop when she made sure he is fine.
she just stayed still...
but when she felt lighth's will...
will to stand even though he couldn't.
she move to support him with her friend.
both of them stood to support lighth's steps as he tried to walk again.
at first . . it was so hard to walk with this numbness but as the blood start to flow back to the legs due to the moves he's doing, walk became easier.
but what if it became easier...
there is no meaning to that 'easier' steps he start to took.
he only walking between ruins and corpses supported by weird looking skeletons he knew them by 'locusts'.
lost... again.
for an hour he just left him self to the locust to take him wherever.
he notice that they take him back to the abbey.
he only notice that as he saw the area that he left the big wolf in.
but this time the wolf's corpus wasn't alone as he left it.
with the father corpus.. there was a weeping pup....
the son was waiting... waiting his brother to came with the clan as he promise to get their father's body in a better place.
little he know. his father is in a place where there is no such a better place then.
lighth lift his head a little, just to see the first locust staring at the second locust before leaving lighth to her and head up to the pup.
at first...
the son frighten as he see her creeping.
he didn't move though...
because there is a warm feeling in that cold fear.
belonging?
escape?
salvation?
the poor pup didn't know what is that warm , but he surrender himself as he notice his father claws attached to her fingers
**slash!**
[aware!]
[your locust killed 8 years old unnamed Canidae.]
and she brought him to lighth....
[aware]
[؟؟؟]
"whofh ?? . whofh!!!"
*"father ?? father !!!"*
the sun barely had raised and the pups just found their dad killed and his body torn up...
the famine they ware in was hard , but losing their caregiver , their mentor , their father... had just made them forget overwhelming feels of starvation.
the big brother tried to comforting his little brother , but he himself needs a comforting...
what did happen ?...
they heard his howl moments ago.
the howl that promise them of food their father would bring.
but they wait and wait and .....
nothing came.
no meet ... and not even their father.
such an empty feeling felt familiar to them.
the night they lost their mother...
terrified, sobbing with fear, they went back to the wildness to find their father.
only to found him in most gruesome way their little mind could imagine.
**UGH#####??!!!!!!**
just like the way they found their mo..ther.
*"why it is the cost we pay..."*
**aGH##??!!### Agh!!!!**
. . . . .
dose it really matter ?
dose it really matter in this place now ?
the place where even the light avoid . . .
the place where the 'nihility' yearn for . . .
. . .
lighth felt a cold tiny Water stream as he found him self back to the unknown dark turn of the world.
he found him self in the same river he pull the first locust from.
the same exactly spot the vision ended last time with the wolf.
but this time he wasn't alone.
the two locust were just right behind him.
visible by the light radius around him.
calm , darken , and their present is overwhelmingly cold.
lighth moved as he notice that all of his injured gone like it's never happened in the first place.
he moved forward and the locusts followed.
he also notice that the light radius is larger then it was in the first visions.
**splash...**
**splash...**
**splash...**
the first locust stopped...
*what is wrong ?*
**SPLASH!!**
**SPLASH**
**Splash**
**splash**
**splash**
....
the locust had just run away to the dark leaving the light where her king and the second locust in.
lighth tried to go after her but...
[؟؟؟]
everything back to normal..
the sun that shine in his eyes.
the pain that ache in his legs.
and the pup's corpus held by his hand.
he take a look at the first locust wondering why she run away in the vision.
he put down the dead body and the second locust how was support him looks at the first. her eyes looks like she encouraging her friend.
and so...
the first locust shyly pulls her king clothe, she was asking...
but ... asking for what?
isn't she born from the death. getting to the world through corpuses
why would such a being would have a . . desire...
but lighth didn't thought of any of that.
also didn't care of any of that.
he stare at the locust who support him and just that was enough to her and her friend to understand.
*go on*
and so they go on as the first locust leads the way for them.
....
a tough way the take.
even more rigid ground and full of tiny sharp rocks.
40 min until they reached a calm river.
it was bigger and deeper then the river in the vision so lighth didn't give attention to it.. . . ..
but what is that thing who tries to cross it.
a wolf . . .
trying to reach his little brother to tell him
tell him how the people they serve most, had just create dozens of reasons to not helping them in their most need.
*go , free him...*
and the locust did go...
she dive perfectly. and goes to the wolf who didn't notice her.
he was on the surface.
can't hear or see as the dirty water he swimming through disrupt his senses.
he was crossing it peacefully. . .
until . . .
"ghh .. ?"
"AGH!!"
**Splash**
"UGHH"
**Splash**
**Splash**
...
he for sure did a great job clinging to his life.
two minuets fighting against the sinking.
and he for sure had a worries and desires in life that prevent him to get free from it,,,,
fear . . . fears of what could be next after that dark numbness who called death. or perhaps fears of what his family, his loan little brother would do if he pass out to that dark. desires to protect his promises that he spook to his brother . . . and his father before . . . and his mother before. shame on him if he surrender to the comfort of death and leave his little brother to the horror of life, , , he believed. shame so strong that its became the only fuel of his will to live.
but little did he know about what in god's plan . . .
[aware!]
[your locust killed 14 years old unnamed Canidae.]