Rey De-Heavens (English)

10.2

With a landmark on the horizon, but many giants wandering about, he decided it was best to set out on foot. Before the white eyes of the little spectator, the site looked like the home of violent beings, champions of bloodshed and warriors devoid of pride, who beat each other vociferously for no reason or excuse. Those who could not get up boiled in the red liquid that accumulated on the floor.

Rey felt that his wings were not in the best condition, not enough to evade the giants with hundreds of heads and thousands of arms. Creatures with hunched bodies, straight hair that hung from their main head, with countless hands overlapping each other, there they walked and crushed everyone in their path with their feet.

After returning a few pages already previously studied, Rey erected a circular barrier of protection in response to the attack of the nearest choleric. With an almost unbreakable means of defense, he conjured up hundreds of floating swords that pointed upward and surrounded him until they closed a circle, which resembled a crown that sat atop the sphere.

The weapons were of different sizes and designs, but all attacked those who approached without discrimination. Step by step, the little one without a last name advanced using basic and very fair clamors with which to attack his enemies, because he had to make sure that his core, which he used as a protective barrier and was originally his energy store, could not be so refined as to be in danger of being destroyed by a simple physical attack.

Dodging the footsteps and the trajectories of the giants that walked there, Rey continued his advance on the red sand of the circle that boiled with steam, until he reached the end of that place that culminated next to the beginning of large stones. Shaped like blocks, each of these boulders were symmetrically agglomerated. Touching each other at some points, they then separated at others, again and again until they formed what is undoubtedly known as a labyrinth.

Rey knew of this type of place from the books he had read and understood that, if he followed the natural rules, he would get in easily, but then he would not be able to get out. With the intention of saving himself unnecessary work, he climbed up the walls and, after several jumps, managed to reach the other side of the structure.

There was a vast blue forest, dark, cold, gloomy and gloomy, composed of trees with countless faces. Closer up, the trunks looked rough and dry, leafless and pointed branches rose rudely toward the sky they could not touch. Rey could sense that the trunks were not made of wood, though they did feel as solid as wood. Thanks to the faces, he identified them as branching individuals. He did not understand why they could not move or the reason they had stiffened, but he was intrigued by the expressions.

The imitation trees covered the place thickly, but none of them had hostile intentions. Curious, Rey touched with his hands the trunks of branched human bodies in which only faces and silhouettes could be distinguished among the curves of those skins turned into bark. "Their expressions," Rey said to himself seeing that they had closed and open eyes, lost looks, dilated pupils with gazes that saw everything and nothing at the same time. Countless windows were bare, bathed in drops of salt water that also moistened the earth. Others had expressions of indifference, lost, those who had already forgotten death, eliminated their sadness through silent sighs.

"What do you feel?" asked Rey to everyone he saw and could reach.

"Feelings of..."

Answered those who could speak, though their mouths were painfully chapped in the process. "Love. Generosity. Joy. Affection. Rejoicing. Compassion. Hope. Freedom. Gratitude. Acceptance. Accompaniment. Kindness. Admiration. Benevolence. Kindness. Relief. Pride. Empathy. Integrity. Attachment. Approval. Harmony. Honesty. Humility. Concentration. Tolerance. Happiness. Firmness. Fortitude. Serenity. Optimism. Satisfaction. Security. Peace", one by one, those present who had something positive to say stopped being before the little one. On the other hand, those who kept quiet or responded with negative sentiments remained in place.