Thunder rampaged the sky as the planet howled in agony, the sudden impact erupts a spire of dirt to strike the stormy weather and bathe the crippled forest in dusty fog. Naked branches swayed back and forth, unable to resist the heavy winds that followed the crash. This same wind picks up scattered remains of logs and sticks and throws them at a relentless pace.
Far and high these sticks flew, unaware of their destination. Only a handful would come to a halt as their journey gets blocked by something large and solid. Unable to take them any further, the wind simply let them go, no longer paying them any mind as they plummeted to their new destination.
Wet splashes echoes as the sticks find their new homes within the disgraceful mud pools of isolation. Here they would give birth to small ripples, the kind that travels through the echoes of their parent's journey. Young and confident, these ripples travel as far and wide as possible, but no matter how far they progress, they all meet their end by sharing the same fate. Crashing and dying by something larger and denser than their entire existence. Thunder howls in grief from the loss of innocence, yet shines its special light upon their murderer.
The sticks stay afloat and watch in astonishment at the being that dared to defy nature's destined path. The fog clears away and reveals the culprit's identity as that of a female echidna.
The heavy rainfall slowly stops as she twitches with life. In response to nature's tears caressing her cheek, the echidna opens her eyes.
Chapter 7:
The Wicked Witch
The land was desolate, barren, a complete opposite of the once beautiful forest. All the trees had either fallen or were completely devoid of life. After suffering through a terrible fire and devastating destruction, no life would dare to approach this landmark of death.
At least one would assume as much, however, a lone woman cloaked in purple could be seen walking past the burnt trees with a staff in her hands. Her pale blue eyes observed this carnage with intrigue.
A smile could be seen as the sun's solar rays reflected off the crimson gem that laid upon the tip of her staff. She had never expected the angel to be capable of combating the behemoth's power.
The sound of burnt soil being crushed by a metallic heel was the only accompaniment the woman had, for the only time she decided to halt her steps was to gaze upon the glory of the statue that displayed the image of the monstrous beast that caused this devastation.
After a dozen minutes have passed, the woman finally reached her destination. Before her stood a large crater, one whose size rivaled the devastation of the forest fire. A small piece of land located at the center, surrounded by what little remained of the forest grotto lake.
The woman gazed upon this complete transformation in awe. With a free hand, she removed her hood and allowed her charcoal red ponytail to flop against her back. Her elfin ears twitched at the sound of any surviving waterfalls in the distance. Her eyes took note on how quickly nature adapted to the sudden change in ecosystems. Most notably, a pink carnation that somehow managed to survive the crash.
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SNT: Shattered Dimensions
PertualanganA strange foreign force has gathered various characters from across the multiverse and placed them on a single planet for an unknown purpose. SNT, a hedgehog-fox hybrid desires nothing more than to go home; however in order to do so she must venture...
