Death's Rebirth

CHAPTER 02: AWAKENING

In the early morning of the outskirts of the Ethereal Highland, the sun shimmered brightly on the trees as their leaves shake and stir from the breeze. The forest was alive and lively as it usually was.

The vibrant and fresh sun rays illuminated the trees along with their vivacious colours that cast a kaleidoscope of hues over the land.

A soft melody of invisible birds filled the air accompanied by a breathe of wind passing through the open field. The forest floor is painted in a beautiful array of colors, creating a vivid landscape with the luminescent dust that is scattered by tiny elf-like spirits.

As they flit about, their translucent wings sparkle from the light filtering down through the trees, creating a truly magical and enchanting atmosphere.

The creatures dance with vigour in the air, filling it with their melodious tune that can be heard from miles away. Even watching from afar, the beauty and charm of the little creatures are intoxicating.

One of the pixies was gleaming from its bright blue hue as it decided to rest her gossamer wings after fluttering about, creating illusions to lead some travelers astray.

A laugh escapes the pixie's lips—a sharp and mischievous one as she recalls the fear-stricken expressions of the travelers when they had fallen for her tricks. Foolish mortals.

Her giggle of amusement sounded like that of chiming bells, ringing through the air as she relished in the memory of their reaction to her mischief. The spirit had settled down on a nearby branch, its body glistening in the sunlight as she took in the warmth.

As the other little pixies happily dance in the air, she gave a soft sigh of contentment, taking in the beauty of their surroundings.

It is such a pleasant day for a soiree, after all.

The pixie's thoughts were quickly dismissed as the rumble of the ground disturbed her tranquility. Even though she squeezed her eyes shut, a frown had creased her brow as she tried to discern whether there was danger or not. However, she quickly shrug it off as if not wanting to worry too much.

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The rumble came again, but this time with more force. This time, every being could feel it permeating in their very surroundings. The pixie felt her saxe-blue hair disheveled and an annoyed look surfaced on her face as her eyes snap wide open.

This is getting annoying.

"Who is causing trouble this time?" She mumbled to herself, a slight air of annoyance and anger replaced her previous tranquil demeanor. She wondered who or what could have caused this sudden commotion.

The rumbling suddenly grew more powerful—almost as if an earthquake were about to occur. The pixie's body was rattled and shaken by the movement, her breath catching in her throat at the sudden change in the atmosphere.

Some of them fly off in different directions, desperately trying to locate the source of the rumbling. However, in their panic and haste, they end up smacking right into each other in the air while some flew off into the foliage.

A thick, deathly silence suddenly fell upon the forest after the earthquake stopped, blanketing the scene with an almost surreal ambiance. The sounds of the tiny pixies fluttering around seemed to be the only remnant of the chaos that had just unfolded.

It was as though a foreboding presence had enveloped the area, casting a sinister shadow over the once-vibrant and alive forest. The pixies all shared a glance at one another as if natural instinct, they all knew what must be done next—they must inspect the Selva Oscura.