Golden Sun: Rising Anew
Unsettling Sunset
It really was amazing.
The sky was set in a blazing array of yellows, oranges and reds as the sun was setting over the crystalline ocean horizon, splashing the Great Western Sea with sparkling light.
But... why was I so tense?
We were all finally returning home, some of us longer than others. We were finally finished with this perilous and tiring quest. We halted the destruction of Weyward, restored Alchemy from its long and overdue slumber, also Jenna and myself were reunited once again with our loved ones. I should be flying as high as Eclipse with joy...
...But...there are still many questions that remain unanswered, such as what became of Alex for he was not present during the final ignition of the Mars Elemental Lighthouse? What became of Vale during his travels, and his mother? And another thought that has slipped his mind since the very beginning. What had the Wise One done to the Mars Star at the Star Chamber?
I shake these thought away as I gaze across the deck of the soaring Lemurian ship from my position at the bow. Garet was jumping animatedly in front of Jenna's parents along with Jenna talking just as expressively, as was Ivan and Mia although both were at a calmer pace and explaining any detail missing from the amazing journey they were reciting. Piers was conversing with Kraden whilst steering at the helm, although what the conversation was about I could only guess. Felix and Sheba were nowhere to be seen as they were below deck powering the hover jade (I hoped). I wondered where my dad was until I noticed him walking up to me with a smile on his face
"Isaac?" he answ- Wait! That wasn't dads voice at all!
"Isaac?" it sounded almost as horrifying as a dying cat
"isaac!" as aggravating as nails on chalkboard...almost like...
"ISAAC KAUS WILL YOU WAKE UP!" Professor Cauchemar, an old, scowling hook-nosed women screeched. Her rant was aimed towards her only snoring student, a spiky haired strawberry-blonde fifteen year old boy. His appearance consisted of a dark blue jacket with a yellow fur collar and silver zipper, underneath was a white t-shirt and finally dark brown jeans with thick leather boots. If standing he would've been about five foot and four inches.
"Huh?" He grunted out with a line of drool dribbling from his lip. His bright blue eyes fluttering open only to see today's history book staring back at him.
"Please continue where we stopped in "Belenus: Birth of a Nation." She snide at him, elongating please to show her displeasure.
"Oh, uh...sure." he nervously replied. He had no idea what section they had finished on and was beginning to sweat nervously, his fellow classmates were laughing under their breath at his poor misfortune, and no doubt Ven was one of them. 'Stupid white haired basta-'he heard someone trying to catch his attention. He looked to his right along the long wooden work bench that held five other students.
The person to his immediate right, with shoulder length strawberry blonde hair, with eyes just as blue as his, although much more awake than his own. Clothing consisting of a long sleeve baggy shirt, the top half, shoulders and arms a light cream colour while the forearms and stomach were leaf green. Underneath the table the person wore a tight set of shorts that went pass the knees and last of all was a set of leather sandals around the feet. This was Alice Kaus, his fourteen year old sister, and she was moving her finger into the shape of a three and a nine '39! THATS IT!' "Page 39..." He turned through the book to reach the section, flashing Alice a grateful smile, with her returning one back. With a quick clearing of the throat he began to read.
"After the rise of the Golden Sun..."
Lesson: Region of Belenus
Alchemy was restored to the many civilisations across the many lands of Weyward, inspiring new governments, architecture, medicine, science, art and engineering to take route, and nearly every person and beast changer to gain the ability of psynergy. With this the regions of Angara and the upper portion of Gondowan became known as Belenus, and today are recognised for its magnificent architecture, bountiful crops which are traded to many other continents, exponential medical breakthroughs and the legendary impassable woodland known as the Ancient Grove.
It Has been nearly a thousand years since the forming of Belenus, being ruled by the Three Kings, rulers of three regions that reign over their area and govern Belenus as a whole. The current rulers are King Frosset of Imil, Master Ipek of Kalay, and Lord Geb of Laverio.
"GAH! I hate history!" shouted our beloved hero Isaac as he marched down the dirt road from Bilibin towards the residential suburbs of the town with his hands behind his head. It was the evening and to his right walked his beloved sister with her arms folded over her chest and scowling at him. Although she was three inches shorter than him, she still made Isaac a little uneasy.
"You would probably enjoy it more if you paid attention." She scolded him, for she was the one that had to rescue him from moments like this. "Isn't that right Ven?" she turned her right to question the last member of their group.
Ven Tempus was a giant compared to the other students as he was about five foot eleven inches with broad shoulders and arms, an impressive and intimidating appearance for a fifteen year old. His hair was unusual due to it being a light grey/silver and styled to finish just above his eyebrows at the front, while the back was tied into a low hanging pony tail.
His wardrobe was made of a turtle-neck black vest that clung to him, a short sleeve open shirt the colour of dry clay while his baggy shorts were a shade of earthy grown, just reaching the brim of his leather boots that were almost the same as Isaacs.
He turned his black eyes towards Alice and smoothly answered "Dear, it wouldn't change the result even if they were to turn the history tomes into a picture book." now he looked past her to grin at the boy in question. "Isn't that right sparky?"
Now that was a very big insult towards a Mars Adept, which was what he was, for it demeaned the size of the flame he could create, and he was considered the most skilled amongst this year's generation. Alice was actually a Venus adept and mostly utilised healing abilities, and avoided all confrontations if possible. However Ven was known for his amazing form when using a sword (favouring the long sword over anything else), Jupiter psynergy and battle tactics. Not only that but he seemed to excel at everything in education along with Alice, and yet... Isaac was the one considered the dunce, although he always been the greatest when it came to the total amount of psynergy, easily over-powering any others. That was why Isaac disliked him, he was just too perfet.
And the fact he was going out with his sister had nothing to do with it. Honest.
But back towards the conversation, Isaac replied back "Is that the best insult you can come up with? You're full of hot air, so use it then."
"Alright then. You're so pathetic, you wouldn't even know how to light a match, either with OR without your power."
"Pardon me but you got a letter earlier, about a girl wanting her hair back."
"Oh, you're one to talk about hair, strawberry."
"Replied the old man." Isaac didn't care if he wasn't the smartest in school, he could always throw the best insults and even turn the stoic Ven into an interestingly frustrated shade of red.
"Knock it off you two!" little Alice called towards the two as they had stopped walking in order to give each other verbal abuse, while she continued for home down the left side of the fork in the road. "I want to go home and get something to eat!" after stating what she wanted Alice fully turned around to continue heading for home, ignoring the two startled boys.
"...we'll settle this during the next sparing lesson." Ven stated to Isaac. He had a smug grin on his face, almost accepting the victory already.
"...until tomorrow then." Isaac growled out, glaring as Ven strolled down the other side of the fork in the road. Once he was out of sight Isaac turned towards the setting sun, watching the sky almost turning into a canvas of flame with oranges, reds and yellows.
It really was amazing.
Yet... why did he have a bad feeling in his gut? It wouldn't be about the fight, that's for sure...
...something was coming.
AUTHORS NOTES:
Hello readers, (and no I'm not going to get hyper about this) this is my first story and I've wanted to write this as I felt that "Golden Sun: Dark Dawn" although a great game just changed too many concepts about Weyward in such a little period of time, so I thought I'd give a go at the third instalment. I mean...how hard can it be? And no I do not own Golden Sun, that's Camelot, so YOU CAN'T SUE ME!
The lessons are going to appear every now and then to give a brief summary and below are a few translations for those interested. There probably won't be a lot of action for another chapter as this is only helping me set up the base of my story.
Next time: The Dawn of War
NOTES:
"Kaus" a national god of the Edomites and a mountain god
"Cauchemar" is French for nightmare
"Belenus" a Celtic god of the sun
"Frosset" is Norwegian for frozen
"Ipek" is Turkish for silk
"Geb" Egyptian god of earth, both in and under it.