MJC: Oh, lookit that, a short prologue/first chapter. No surprise there.

Elsword: Is this one about me?!

MJC: Well, yes, sort of. It's about you.

Elsword: Finally!

MJC: I don't own Elsword. Oh yes, and welcome! I am My-Joyful-Chaos, and this is my third posted Elsword fic! I hope you enjoy it, new and previous revie- er, readers.


Prologue

The Girl Who Sang

There was once a girl. A small girl. A kind girl. A girl who loved to sing. She lived in a town. A small town. A kind town. All the people of the town loved her, and she loved all the people of the town. A happy girl. A happy town.

The town was a part of a kingdom. A large kingdom. A kingdom of people who were not very happy. Not like the town. Not like the girl.

You see, a dragon had plagued the town for decades. Decades upon decades. The large kingdom was a confused kingdom. A distraught kingdom. Nodoby knew how to be rid of the dragon.

The girl, small, and happy, did not know either. She lived a content life instead. For years, as she grew and grew, she sang. Soon, the small girl became a beautiful girl. With silky hair of a purple hue. Silky purple hued locks that were constantly done up in twintails.

The happy town remaind happy. The people of the town loved the girl, and the girl loved the people of the town.

However, the clouds turned grey. The fields grew bleak. The happy people became frightened. The dragon had come. It was a dark dragon. Grey to blck scales danced across it's back, with a tough underbelly. It's eyes pierced the heavens, their irises the stormy color of olive.

The people of the town ran. The people of the town screamed. They did not want their home destroyed. The girl was no longer happy. She was no longer confused, though. She knew what to do.

As the dragon breathed scarlet tongues of fire, and trampled upon the discontent little town, the girl walked up to it.

"Good dragon," she began, in a voice loud and clear. "What is it you desire?" The dragon's cat-like pupils found their way to the girl. As their eyes locked, even the dragon was astonished at the unusual hue of her eyes. Like glistening amethyst, they glittered in the rising moon's rays. In an instant, the dragon had an answer.

"I wish for your eyes." The dragon stated in a low, growling tone. The girl was only a bit shocked. Despite this, she nodded humbly.

"Then you may have them, if you will stop pillaging our little town." She spoke, looking the dragon in it's eyes again. Those eyes narrowed, the dragon's pupils dilating. The dragon nodded, though, and took the girl's eyes.

However, as the dragon peered at them greedily in his claws, they dulled. Their life diminished, and they no longer sparkled. Growling, the dragon roared a great roar that shook the earth.

"Oh, sir dragon, why is it you roar in displeasure?" The girl asked, no longer able to see.

"Your eyes have changed. They are no longer beautiful. They do not glow or glitter in the moonlight. They are dull and monotonous." He stated, quite angrily.

"But they are my eyes, sir. Did you not say that you wished for them?" The girl asked, quite confused at the dragon's pickiness.

"They are no longer alive. They no longer see. They are no longer eyes." And with that, the great dragon threw the eyes to the ground. He once again began his rampant destruction. The girl began to cry, despite her lack of eyes.

In despair, the girl began to sing. A slow haunting tune filled the small town. The dragon stopped. The night wore on, and the girl did not stop singing. Not after the sun rose, and set again. Not after the moon said good morning, and once again the sun filled the sky with it's brilliance.

Not even when the girl's voice became hoarse, and her throat raw. Not until after a week of singing in the kingdom's terror. In the kingdom's hopelessness.

"I know what I desire." The dragon said to the girl. Having not seen the dragon, the girl did not notice him he spoke. She looked up into the olive irises of the dragon with nothing but hollowed voids.

"What is it sir?" She queried, despite the pain it caused to her throat.

"I wish for you to sing for me, forever." He spoke lowly, only the girl heard. Bowing her head in thought, the girl soon came to her decision.

"Alright, if you will stop your destruction upon this kingdom." She said, her voice quiet and tired.

"I will."

And thus, was the agreement between dragon and mortal girl made. The girl was to sing until her last breath, and after that, another was to take her place. This would last all eternity, for a dragon's life lasts as long as the sun's.


"T'at cam't be rea'." the small child whispered in his mother's lap. Snuggled warmly in a woolen blanket, and sucking quietly on the tip of his thumb, he yawned a bit. His mother nodded however, affirming the story.

"Oh, but it is," She smiled sweetly at the child. Another dashed in, nearly three elder than the young boy, she wasn't nearly as interested in the story as she used to be. She smiled too at the small boy, only a bit more bitterly. She loved her brother very much, but that didn't she couldn't be irritated with him, even if wwas only just old enough to talk.

"I dun fink it is." He snuggled deeper into his mother's warm embrace, sleepiness tugging lightly on his eyelids.

"That's alright, you will someday." The elder sister nodded to herself at the statement, causing a silvery pendant to jump around a bit on the string around her neck. She herself believed thoroughly in the legend, despite the insults given to it by many.

"It's time for a nap, I think." The mother lifted herself and the small boy up, carrying him into a single-windowed room. Only a wispy curtain blocking the setting sun's cerise rays vaguely. The sister held back, peering in from the doorway. Settling the boy down onto a small cot, the mother made sure the boy was just as snug as he was initially.

"Alright, El, let's go." The mother grabbed her daughter's hand and pulled her away gently. The door did not click shut. The boy soon fell asleep, a cerise strand the same hue as the blazing sky falling just over his eyes.

Unknowing to him, the door was knocked upon soon after. The mother left darning a sock, and went to open it. Before she was even two yards in it's vicinity, the door slammed against the wall after 'twas flung open. A gasp escaped the woman's lips.

"A new one has been chosen." The uniformed man pointed at a frightened little girl, peering from behind a door similarly to how she did with her brother's room. And before the boy could awaken, his sister was taken.

Sobs echoed in the house, the boy finally awakening. He stumbled from the room to his weeping mother.

"Mumma, whe'e Lesi?" He asked, childish innocence only causing his mother's sobs to crack. She clutched a necklace. A silvery pendent. It clanged against the wood of the floor, jumping around as the mother's body quivered with grieving sobs.

"Elesis' gone somewhere, and she won't be coming back."


MJC: Not sure how well I captured the drama, hmm.

Elsword: The El?

MJC: What? What is it?

Elsword: Elesis is so OOC-

MJC: SHADDUP! She has to be to fit the story's character. Oh! A bit of info 'bout this here story. It is based off of Synchronicity, a three-song series that the Vocaloids Rin and Len Kagamine(Kagamine Rin and Len) sing! If you haven't heard them, I highly suggest you do so! It's not needed to understand this fic, of course. If you have heard it, then I warn you it's based more off the PVs then the actual songs... Yup. And ff you hadn't guessed, the title came from me searching up the dictionary . com definition, and those words are the vital ones.

Elsword: What're the classes?

MJC: Well,

Aisha - Void Princess

Elsword - Lord Knight

Elesis - Base Class

Elsword: Why was Aisha shown first?

MJC: Because she appeared first.

Elsword: WHAT?! SHE DID?!

MJC: Were you not here for the whole FIRST HALF OF THE CHAPTER PROBABLY MORE!

Toodle-loodles,

~My-Joyful-Chaos