"Crackle" "Pop"...
The Flames of fire makes their crackling sound as Kir along the 'Spritual Aionios' sat down in a cold, dark and dim cave. Aionis was in his infamous firball form, levitating on Kir's shoulder. Kir was gazing at flames of fire. Each blaze was igniting his inner flames of revenge, as time passby in middle of dark night. A serious atmosphere was built up there.
"Aionios...!" Kir exclaimed with a hint of question in his tone.
"Why does war happens?" A peculiar question he asked suddenly as if he blurted out his mind.
"Quite a philosophical question you put in front of me here." Aionios replied with a little amusement in his voice"
"No, seriously, what does kiling gain us? Why are people so unco-+operative?" Kir continued and asked his query again with a deep voice.
"Maybe because it's easiest way to prove and show both, one's ideas and power." Aionios replied.
"Huh?" Kir was taken aback with such reply.
"Listen Kir, as a king, When I was born till crowning of my Kingship I had shed a lot of blood from killing minor beast to heavenly pillars. It's just a simple Jungle rule that power dominates all. Though for humans I can't say anything because you people have alot of mischeivious tricks to play too." Aionios spoke out with alittle arrogance in his tone.
"Crackle!!" "Pop!!", the blaze and flames continues to burn up more stronger. Kir too continue to ponder on Aionios's statement.
"Alright! You better sleep now, tomorrow's a new day in your life." Aionios said.
As he heared the orders from Aionios the boy, Kir, put out the camp fire and began the preperation to sleep. However as he downs his head, in the cave, on a rock to relax, he observes the wide open starry sky looking like a plate full of diamonds, from an opening of cave. He glares at the beautiful scenery and shifts his gaze towards a lone majestic 'Moon' who despite being so great, beautiful and stunning, is all alone and unpaired with such collection of stars. This reminds Kir of his conditon. A world of same loneliness and unbelievable blood shed awaits for him too but he knew all this. The smiling faces of his mother-like-older-sister continue to come in front of his eyes. The memories that he spent together with everyone including Souma, in end made him cry. Not fully or heavily but yet he sobbed once by whimpering out two words,
"Sorry..., Everyone..."
His eyes wet and heavy with sadness, tired from a wole day closed spontaneously.
The next day,
"Wake up lad! Don't tell me you forget that day has started already!" Aionios roared as he badger around Kir.
"Mmm... just a minute more..." Kir mumbled in his sleep.
"Damnit, I hate this annoying laziness make it fast!!" Aionios increases his intese flames from ball-figure of his and a rapid temperature rise along light is observable.
"Yikes!" he screamed and quickly jumped from his beautiful slumber.
"Hey! What method is this!" He rebuked with anger on his face.
"Sun Steam Method, you will learn it soon in your training." Aionios remarked with a poker tone.
"Eh?" Kir get's surprised at reply.
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The Absolute
Ciencia FicciónIn a war-torn era besieged by extraterrestrial invaders known as the Xenostian race, two orphans, raised separately by soldiers but united by fate, discover their intertwined destinies. Bonded by brotherly love yet divided by conflicting ideologies...