A/N: My next story that ties into "Of Wishes and Downfalls". If you haven't read that story yet, then don't read this. This is the second story in a mini trilogy series. The last story will be the final ending. On another note, I absolutely suck at writing Naja's POV. He uses intelligent-sounding words and doesn't use contractions. This is based on the game, not the anime or manga. If you did not unlock the Primal Cataract yet, then there could be some major spoilers. Just saying.
EDIT: After looking at the fiction ratings, I realized that this could technically be classified as M or T, and it's leaning more or less towards M. There is a pairing in here, but its nothing major. It's mostly romance.
Ch. Eins: Sandpool
Naja POV
The Sandsea was a dark, dusty-brown color under the light of the full moon. I did not know how we were supposed to save the world, but I believe in Kyrie. Even though he is the Destruct, I know that I can trust him. Soft steps echo as someone walks towards me. "Naja," Rh'ia calls out gently. "I think that this adventure could give us a new perspective on life. Don't you?" she seemed to let the question hang in the air for a moment, then looked up at the beautiful night sky. "After all, your first love could be your last," she said in a very quiet voice, then went below decks.
"Hey, why are you so red in the face? You don't look like the type to blush," Agan said in a cheerful voice. I was taken by surprise, both at his silent sneaky entrance and the fact that I was blushing. CRASH! SWOOSH! Suddenly, the Sea Gale came to a halt. And we were right on the rim of a sandpool, no less.
"Agan, we need to turn this ship around," I said with calm and urgency.
"No can do, Naja," he replied. "The main engine managed to explode somehow, and we can't get her to start. We're going to be sucked into our doom."
"Hey, Agan, what's going on here?" asked a furious Morte. By now, everyone in our odd traveling party was here.
"A sandpool," Taupy said. "Since there's smoke coming from the engine room, I'm assuming it's broken." Rh'ia looked calmly at the center of the vortex.
"Don't worry," she said, smiling. "This was inevitable." The roar of the sandpool becomes deafening, and I black out.
I groaned. My head, I thought groggily, I must have managed to hit my head against something that was made of stone. This was true, because there was a stone wall behind me. Everyone else stirred, waking. Right in front of us was a door made of pure, solid platinum.
"Wow, that door is—huh, why is it unlocked?" Kyrie said after giving the door a light push. Beyond that door was another civilization, another world that looked like our own. And then we were apprehended by feral guards and marched toward a beautiful crystal dwelling.
A/N: I, uh, know that parallel worlds are supposed to have the same areas, but...I haven't played this game in who knows how long. That, and parallel worlds aren't necessarily carbon copies of each other (at least, I don't think so). So, chapter two is coming along. Just wait for it. Also, 'Eins' is German for 'one'.