A finite space called "Me."

Day three: Dream story.

A fire burns the wings of an insect. A light rainbow shimmer spreads across the see through parts. The wing is both in a rectangle yet curved shape. What insect is it? Well it's a cicada. It flys with these burned wings closer and closer to a person running. WIth fine purple now blackened but the smoke. It’s clothing burned, bloodied, and torn it runs farther and farther from the fire but can only manage a limping state. The only oddity is that he is crying. A demon cries for he has lost his home and family. The people who did this only do so for flowers. The starfall varint which gives people mana for eating it. They didn't have a choice to leave. The slow flow of tears are odd for demons most can only cry blue or red but him and his family and friends are the odd one. They cry purple. This purple hair from his mother a human slave once free and his pure white horns curving from the back to the front and tears can from his father a demon blacksmith. He can't run for much longer. It fades to black. This is Ulta Nagenki the summoner one of seven in the fight of fate. The lines are seen, One-Monster, Two-Royalty, and Three-Knowledge.