In the past, the Sky Kingdom was not a pleasant place to visit. It was only made safe by the actions of a young woman named Iriai. This is her story.
Irisir was childish and foolish back then, listening to nobody but herself. Oh, how she loved playing in the fields of flowers, standing atop the highest trees, picking ripe fruit, basking in the daylight—oh, her home was a sanctuary. Lush, green, beautiful. It truly was a diamond in the rough.
And her village was quiet, sleepy, you might say. But the hustle and bustle comes at night, this is when her home truly glistens. Everyone is talking, yelling, drinking, eating—you get the point! In this town, night is not the time to sleep.
Irisir loved her home. And her home loved her. Ah, yes, the good old days.
Before it all came crashing down.
Suddenly, nighttime's excitement was of screams of horrors and wails of pain. Blood stained the flowers' petals, and the dead lay on the ground. The fruits were stolen and the trees lay half-burnt. This was not her home anymore. The was the worst place to be.
The survivors of the mass murder that occurred fled to other places, although most of them fell before they could reach a safe place. Irisir wasn't like this. She ran, and ran, and ran until her legs hurt. But she couldn't stop. Stopping meant death, even if no one was following you. Because, in the wild, if people can't kill you, the creatures will.
Irisir loathed whoever destroyed her home. And she would find them. She knew forgiveness was more powerful than vengeance, but this time, she wasn't going to let it slide.
(To be continued... next chapter: Prologue of Prologues II)
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Sky's Prologue
FantasyIn the past, a queen came and defeated the king that was corrupting the Sky Kingdom. But now, a lot of people think she never existed because there was no evidence that she did. But if you who finds this, know that she was real. Know that she was t...
