Glassy Sky - You're Born for Me -

Fragment No. 1

"General!"

"General!"

Everyone is shouting around him, it makes his headache worsen. He massaged his temple, he is already sitting but he still feels as if he was falling.

He feels lost.

"Just shut up all of you!" someone from his left bark.

Silence. Finally.

"My lord." Wad, of course it was him. Kongphob open his eyes and flick his gaze toward his trusted aide.

"Report." He ordered, still massaging his temple.

"They're closing in. they seem to be moving to the north first. Manilla border's preparation is almost complete. They're awaiting your order. Our troops are also already setting camp in Chantara hills. We await your command." The Quartz bows, his long dark platinum blond sways. Kongphob gritted his teeth.

"How dare they.." one of his commander growled after hearing the report.

"What would you want to do, Neeramphorn[1]?" his mother suddenly came in to the meeting room, surprising everyone. They hastily bowed welcoming the lady of the city.

"Amaya." he calls his mother with her pet name, taking her hands and kiss it softly.

"You have to be strong." Amaya stroke his midnight hair with gentle care. He nodded. He closed his eyes for a moment, before he hardened his determination. He stood up and face his subjects.

"If they want to have a war over this simple matter. Then let them come!"

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Neeramphorn, a tittle bestowed for the strongest one in Natee Phuri faction. They would defend and hold the title until their last breath. When he was 25, he was bestowed with this burden. Usually, a Neeramphorn will lead the troops, always preparing for the war that could erupt between factions in Mångata dimension, where the water clan reside. But there is no war in over a century. The cold war is forgotten. The elders proposed for him to be with the highest ruler then, to aide with whatever conflict happened in this plane.

But he refused. His fortress-like city, Ekala, his hometown, and his people, need him. His father just passed away, and he can't possibly let his mother to rule alone. So he beg. And beg, kneeling for God knows how long until they relented.

The truth is, Kongphob hates politics. And he hates conflict and war the most. He is a pacifist. He'd rather spend his time reading, holing up inside his library.

But alas, people are greedy. Many people want the tittle, uncaring about anything else. The prestige and everything that follows behind the title is too much for everyone to turn a blind eye. So, after 10 years of peacefully ruling his city, every aristocrat in Natee Phuri started to plan, to buried him with his beloved home.

The warning came from Wad, as per usual. His aide, his messenger, his eyes and ears, report to him one day of possible attack. They had to be ready.

He was a Neeramphorn for a reason. He is the rarest person who born every ten centuries, the one who hold the power of both water and ice harmoniously. He erected and straightening the wall in Manilla border, layering them with ice. He made the water rippled and caused a storm at will when there's an enemy. He adds many water and ice golem to strengthened the troops in Chantara hills.

He defends.. and defends.. he doesn't know how long he does it. The barrage of attack never stops. His people suffering. The plants died. The ice walls starts crumbling.