Frumefni

The Nebula

The man begins to slowly walk towards the capital of Nebula. As he walks, the clouds around Nebula begin to circle the kingdom. "So much has changed." He says this to himself before coming up to a broken home. He walks into the home while looking around it. "This place... it's familiar to me. I wonder why?" He looks around before finding a small, framed picture on the ground. He lifts it up with a wave of his hand. Black wind surrounding the frame. The picture is of a family that appears miserable. "I wonder if that was me." He lifts his hand up, seeing it's made only of black wind swirling. "I suppose not." He carefully places the picture frame on a desk nearby. Soon, he walks out of the house and hears thunder coming from the sky above. "Thunder? I forgot what it sounded like. How long have I been asleep if I've forgotten the sound of thunder?" The wind begins to grow more intense as the elemental's body begins to spiral more and more intensely. "I-it couldn't have been longer than a week... They said it wouldn't be longer." His body continued to spiral and swirl more crazily. He looks up at the sky, removing his hood to reveal his head, which is made up of a constantly swirling black wind. "I-I've been asleep for far too long." He says this as his head splits in half, revealing a skeletal human body within. His body floats up into the sky and slowly begins to unravel as though it were a string on a spool. The skeleton falls to the ground, shattering as it does. The wind grows so intense that the very tower of Nebula begins to wave unsteadily. Tornadoes grow all around Nebula, with black wind blowing through the kingdom. Those who inhale it quickly fall to the ground, gasping for air. A distorted voice echos through the kingdom as mayhem breaks loose. "Life. Why. Is? Death. Only. Natural. I. Destroy. This. Place. Bad. He. Didn't. Like." A body of wind builds up in the sky, completely eclipsing the kingdom and the tower it rests on. "Bad. Place." Days later, refugees from Terra came to Nebula. All they found where the golden city once was was destruction, along with splattered corpses across the ground. A lone man sat atop the ruins of Nebula. His body and face were hidden by a black cloth.