The legend of the so-called 'Jewel of Immortality' had spread across the land, and within the first two decades there was not a single soul who did not know about the gem and its powers. Many men were enthralled by the possibility of eternal life, and would do anything in order to get their hands on the jewel. Many years went into looking for it, many lives were lost, and said jewel remained as nothing but a mere myth.

Then one day a mysterious man appeared in a small village just on the land's borders, claiming to have seen the 'Jewel of Immortality'. He had told every man willing to listen that it was in a cave hidden up in the high mountains. And thus begun a new exploration, this time in the unknown, cold mountains. And what a dangerous journey it was. Not many made it there alive, with the exception of one: A young man from the main village of the land. His mother had been sick for a long time now, and he had went on searching for the jewel in the hopes of getting a cure for her. His search had been successful, and thus he had returned home with the huge gem in hand.

Much to the young man's dismay, he could not figure out how to transfer the immortal powers of the gem to his mother. To ask someone for help was unheard of, as he intended to keep the jewel a secret from the others. Who knew what would happen if the rest of the village found out.

One night he was sitting outside, the moon huge and round on the sky above him. The jewel was in his hand and he kept on inspecting it, turning it this way and that in the hopes of getting some kind of answer. He held it up to the moon in order to get a better look, and was surprised as he saw a red glow emitting out of the otherwise blue gem. He jumped to his feet, happy to have finally found his next lead. However, that happiness was rather short-lived, as just at that moment a cloaked figure appeared behind him, slitting the man's throat open. Blood splashed against the walls as the body fell heavily on the ground, the light of the full moon reflecting in his huge, empty eyes. The cloaked figure picked up the jewel from where it had fallen on the ground, its beautiful, blue color tainted by blood.

The next day a body was found in the middle of a street, a deep, bloody gash on his chest. A blue jewel was found next to it.

And thus begun the bloody history of the 'Jewel of Immortality'. Whomever owned it suffered a horrible and gruesome death. Some people were even starting to name it The Jewel of Death. This did not stop people from trying to get their hands on it, however, resulting in the deaths of many more. No one knew how exactly to get the gem's immortal powers, until one day when a huge star had seemed to fly over the sky. The current owner of the jewel had watched in bafflement as the gem had begun to glow red, before something moist had broken along its surface, almost looking like it was crying. Confident that this had been some kind of proof about the gem's immortal powers, the proof that everyone had been waiting for, the woman had rushed off in order to go and get her husband. The husband had agreed with her theory, and together they had gone in order to retrieve the gem, only to be murdered in cold blood by their most faithful servant.

Then one day the jewel had suddenly vanished, just simply disappeared without a trace. People kept looking for it, still wanting its unattainable power. When no process was made and the jewel still remained missing, people started to eventually give up. And thus the 'Jewel of Immortality' became once more nothing but a myth, a legend.

As to this day, no one can be absolutely sure about the gem's true powers. It is common belief that the Jewel of Immortality's - later renamed to Pandora - so-called tears are the key to eternal life. Whether this is true or not shall remain a mystery until the jewel's hopeful reappearance.

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''What a pathetic story.''

A heavy, old-looking book was closed with force. Fingers came up to trace the book's front-cover.

''People killing others over a stone. Ha.''

The book was set down on a table, next to a framed picture of a family of five, all smiling towards the camera.

''And to think some people still believe in this. Talk about being ridiculous. But...''

There was the sound of faint rustling before a gun was lifted in the air, its metallic surface reflected by the faint rays of the moonlight.

''A job is a job, no matter how stupid. And this is a job that has to be done.''

The head of the gun was pressed against a picture on the wall. ''Don't you think so as well, Kaitou KID-san? I'll blow your brains out before you get the chance to find your precious little gem.''

The gun went off. A hole appeared right where the thief's face was. White teeth flashed in the semi-darkness.

''Don't think badly of me, okay?''