✧ Hollow Forest; Secrets from Within ✧

Chapter 4 • Tree of Tranquility

A tree stood tall a top a hill, it's leaves the color of the sky when the sun begins to set. It's roots were the host of a few blooming flowers, it's bark hosted a few vines here and there.

This, was the Tree of Tranquility, a ancient tree from eons ago that grew every time someone made peace or wished below it. It was a scared being described as a living entity with a mind of its own, for those it blessed with the power to understand it.

It paid no mind to the evil around it, only those it deemed worthy of its wisdom and collective tranquility would be able to hear and understand it.

The Tree of Tranquility was a sacred place, below it, stabbed into the earth around it was a saber. Belonging to one of the 6 original protectors, the saber was stabbed into the earth below its scared branches long ago, during the time of the needless bloodshed of the Ancient War between two factions before the creation of the current kingdoms.

The original protector that was buried below the Tree of Tranquility, was the Protector of the eastern Forest. Her loyal subjects and disciples worked as one with the tree to create a peaceful shrine and final resting place for their teacher. 

The Tree allowed the disciples to bury her here, under it's life full protection. Overtime the shrine and saber grew old but somehow, the saber never rusted even after thousands and thousands of years past by.

The last remaining remnants of this bloody war resided below its branches. Legend has it that every 100 years below the moonlight on the fifth day of July, the Tree's life force would illuminate the rivers surrounding it until they reached the open ocean,

and the shrine of the Protector of the Eastern Forest would once again be admired by the people of the Glacia and English Kingdoms.

The Tree of Tranquility brought silence about the land surrounding it, no one dares make a noise here. As they know the spirit of the tree is sacred and can never be disturbed if they don't understand it.

However today, only one known disciple of the Tree of Tranquility remains. . .

His name, is. . .

"JAPAN!"

The mentioned boy startled awake, his Yukata still in pristine condition but slightly ruffled at the helms. His katana leaned on the right leg of his table as he rubbed his eyes.

Japan turned his head to the source of the voice that had awaken him. In front of his table was none other then the Math teacher, Mx. Greece. Her face was mixed with annoyance, concern and slight anger.

"Mister State of Japan, would you mind explaining why you happen to fall asleep and daydream in the middle of my class?" Greece said sternly.

"Nothing sir & ma'am my ability just leaked  a bit, it happens sorry for worrying and angering you Professor Greece." Japan stated yawning slightly.

Satisfied with the younger man's answer Greece stepped away from the student's table and walked back to the blackboard.

About an hour passed as America was released from Biology class, his arms stretched as he yawned and arched his back a bit from stiffness. The prince jogged towards the lockers.

"Japan! Is it time for lunch?" A voice rang out in the proximity he was in, the prince hurriedly fast-walked to the source.

The For-mentioned country chuckled, "It indeed is my dearest friend." Japan giggled a bit at voice's antics.

"Hey Japan! I thought I was your dearest friend!" The prince whined as he reached the duo. His cape hanged loosely in the wind. His constellation clip hanging loosely on his tie.