Ashes and Kingdoms

The world was dark and in a violent storm.

The battle between humans and the Dark Families continued everywhere, and it was in the battle, and moreover, humans were forming factions to fight each other so that I (We) could push others away with my shoulders.

Nevertheless, the land of Fidae, in the southwestern part of the continent, close to the sea, was a relatively calm situation.

The people of this land, who preferred no feud to the former, had sent men to fight darkness everywhere, but had not actively sought to engage in any other feud.

We plow the fields and harvest the fruits of the woods to live as we defend our own territory and drive back the darkness that occasionally tries to encroach on our borders.

The girl was born and raised in one of those serene villages.

"Kasama"

To the child who pulled his sleeve and glanced with pale eyes, the woman stopped the hand of the field work and responded, "What?" Girls under the age of ten show acres sprouting and ask seriously at all times.

"When did this bean sprout come out? Every day, every time you see it, it gets a little bigger, but even while no one's watching it, you're growing up all the time?

Failing to grasp the young daughter's question, the mother replied, tilting her neck, "Of course," she said. I wonder what else there is.

"Even if no one is watching, the grass sprouts, grows and blossoms to bear fruit. That's what nature does. We're helping it, and instead we're getting fruit."

That it is very common, that there is no room for doubt. That's how the mother explained and got her daughter back to field work. Without even thinking about the fact that in my child's little head such far-reaching questions are swirling as the world does.

- But if no one is really watching, who can say 'for sure' about the changes that have taken place in the meantime?

Since then, the girl has come to recall this question by touching the fold.

Does anyone know that moment, when grass roots on the ground? If you pull it out, of course, the soiled roots appear loose. So you were rooting, I can tell. But who can fulfill and say that the moment when the tip of this root actually crawls through the earth was definitely really there?

Sure, the grass sprouts and spreads the leaves, but what the hell is that change dictated by? Both a person's baby and a dog and cat's baby are born in such a small figure, but they grow up big sometime when they realize it.

- What, are you hosting a 'change' in this world?

The doubtful girl herself also grew and changed quickly over time.

It was the village priest who gave me the first answer.

"Well, you, let the gods decide. The gods have seen everything, and they have decreed what the world looks like."

"Really?"

Normally, the priest was troubled when it did not work, even though he could convince the troublesome questioner with a word of the Gods' cause. In the meantime, my daughter overlaps words.

"Then who sees the gods? Even the gods will sometimes rest, and you won't be able to see for yourself to your own back, will you?

"Why, you even think about things that are so lame... there's nothing the gods can't do, but, well, the gods are watching each other."

Observe each other. Well, then, my daughter was good at it first, but the priest added an extra word.

"By and large, it is said that Org, the god of hidden power, is the master of such things."

…………

My daughter is baffled and tilts her little neck. But the priest waved his hand that he should return, and his daughter withdrew, lest he be disturbed. These days, the battle against darkness has finally become harsh, and because of the flashy work of the human magicians, the priests are busy quelling the power of the gods or making sure that there are no obstacles in the land where each inhabits.

On the way home, my daughter kept thinking hard.

There is a God who presides over change. Does that mean that Org is superior to the other gods? If so, what the hell is that Org God's "look at his back"? Does God have a back in the first place?

Phew, and a breeze strokes my cheek.

My daughter stopped feeling strange, like someone whispered to me, like I felt a gaze on her. I look around, casually looking up to heaven. Was it also a spirit? The land around here seems to be of varying strength and many spirits, and people have long felt the existence of things that are not human on a daily basis, and have lived together. Many people in the village still say they can see the Spirit.

That was the first time my daughter felt 'something', but that's why I didn't feel too strange. I just wondered if this was the case.

At the tip of her sleigh, the sky was blue and clear to the far north to a series of sumptuous mountains.

Gaze at crops, insects and livestock as they refine their field work every day. She was a total stranger in the village like that, but still some young people appeared to think about it when they were about age. Her daughter's appearance was quite easy, and she herself did not dislike the young, so there was no particular major obstacle between them.

- Yes, for "Between the Two".

It was the world that interrupted me.

It was on the way home from the furthest field that my daughter heard rumors that an unfamiliar man was coming to the village. I had observed this by way of example, but my daughter was late returning to the village, but I heard the women standing by after the work.

Rare, seemed like a magician, what if I were to tell you to turn in your men for another battle... a conversation of anxiety and curiosity halfway through.

My daughter herself listened to it without any particular interest, but somewhere up there she felt 'something' deliberately upset.

……

Unconsciously she looks up to the universe. There is no change in the eyes, but the existence of that 'something' has been something I have felt from an early age, from time to time, during mundane times. but this was the first time that it made me feel like I was willing.

I had a heartbeat and my daughter went for a small run.

Village houses approach. At the same time, a wind containing heat struck his face and curled up his hair. The rumored women who came later also rush in a slight way. But.

"No, run!

Someone screamed from inside the village. Shortly afterwards, the house sprayed up a firepillar with a roar and scattered it.

I can't believe it's too real, and my daughter stands on the spot. With a leaping flame on his back, there was one shadow, laughing like it was broken.

"Give it to me! All of it, all of it!! Ha ha!!

With a laugh, spread your arms so you can take something. In fact, it appeared that the firepowder, scattered from the swirling flames, was sucked into both arms of the man.

Stupid. What the hell is this? What's happening?

A barely escaping villager rushes through beside his stunned daughter without waving his eyes. The women who were rumouring also screamed at it. Boy, a woman who cries out and tries to return is caught by those who have fled and forced to strain.

"Run!

A man full of coal looked back at the village and yelled at his daughter, who stood up. But my daughter couldn't move.

Unscrupulous lips crush the young man's name. I could see a shadow that should have been the one falling at the feet of a laughing man. There's also a big hole in the back.

The house made a mechanical noise like one new one, crushed by an invisible hand, shaking and crushing. It was my daughter's residence.

A man laughs. Fire powder, light, shadow, everything is sucked in.

(I don't like it)

My daughter saw without blinking and tried to stop it with only the power of her will. "Something" was right next to me and I felt I shared the same thoughts.

(Will everything be taken away? Stop, stop... eh)

- Stop!

Oh, it's still inevitable. My bonding companion.

The moment I heard the whisper of exhalation, the hour stood still, and my daughter perceived everything.

A distant past, from the beginning of time to the future of the other infinitely spreading. What I did, what I'm going to do. Everything indefinite and prescribed.

Organadius.

Like a warhead, a name comes to mind. Yes. I know.

A bonding partner. The Dragon of Org, God of Secret Power.

A man moved. My daughter blinds herself to surprise.

"I, Dragon Marquis... ugh"

Staring at her with an abomination-burning eye, the sorcerer shouted to spit blood.

"I'll take it from you. I'll take even one last drop of blood from you! Curse me!!

Intense malice and anger tear the shackles apart. In spite of the dragon's power, the sorcerer left a grudging cry and vanished.

The wind blows.

With the burning smell of the columns and the roof, the burning odor of the creature snorted, and her daughter turned back to me, and put her hands on the earth. Spit until the contents of the stomach are emptied and stand tall with a distorted blue and white face.

Leaning against the fence and managing to take a breath, she looked over at the village.

It's terrible. The spirits that were so flimsy have been halved, and many houses have been burned, and have collapsed, and people have fallen there.

Even so, no grief or pain reached her heart. Because she already knew this. Because he knew that it was a point in the course of time, and that it would eventually be far from him, and himself after being far away.

She looked up and looked up into the sky, then slowly looked around.

The villagers who were fleeing return as they gazed at how terrified they were. The path they followed was also visible to her. And it shall come to pass, that the village that is now here shall soon return to decaying earth, and shall be buried at the feet of the giant tree, and that it shall be thee that doeth it.

Utier.

A dragon calls his name. the names of those who have become partners for the first time now and from an already distant past.

Dragon Hou Utia softly touched the bond with her heart and left the fence. Not yet, 'now'. It was only earlier that we could retreat into the forest of peace and silence.

Okay, let's go.

On the verge of crushing and walking out, only at that moment, when I turned my gaze to what was once my ex-lover, does my grief come to my blue eyes.

But when he looked forward again, his eyes just looked far beyond the starfrost.

(Final)