[Starting Author's Note]
Greetings friends. This is my first fanfic so bear with me here, please have mercy! I hope you enjoy reading my story (I already have 8 chapters finished and ready to update but I'll see how this preface goes)! Guys, I've been watching Lord of the Rings recently and I have to say, I REALLY like fantasy. Kill me now. Hehe, i'm kidding. Avert your eyes my friends and read on! R&R.
P.S.: While writing this I was listening to "Preparation" by COLTEMONIKHA. I honestly think you should loop the short song while reading it. It's just so...fitting. Oh, another suggestion "Lullaby" by Lee Byung Woo (or search 'A Tale of Two Sisters OST Lullaby' or some shit like that). Or or or... Cold Hands, also from The Tale of Two Sisters. Or... "Luna Piena" by Shikata Akiko.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
[ Ending Author's Note ]
| Preface |
In the land of immortals, there is the kind-hearted, the good, the one whom mean well, and there are the cynical lords of damnation called of the east. Yes, it's just like every fantasy you have dreamed of when you're being told a bed time story. Yet most of these dreams are true in Aeria, have you ever wondered what the eyes of the beholder had seen? It's quite an adventure, you see...
For the ones that keep the peace alive, you have your helpful little women flaunting their gleaming wings, the undersea women of mischief that will gladly entertain you with their muse, the beast tamers with their humorous quarreling, the very-well-alive porcelain dolls with pointed ears who heal only when asked, the winged angels that heal our woes and many many more races who will happily aid you into the pursuit of happiness.
Then, there are the neglected and banished creatures of the east. Neglected from love, friendship, loyalty. This place was a world of deceit all on it's own accord. If you were to search for a bad apple, you would find plenty on the east side of Aeria. There are the sniveling little thieves masked in the dark, the batwinged men who only serve those with pain, and the never-to-be trusted courtesans whom claw and twist at your beating heart. There are more pain-bearers scattered all around in the deepest and darkest corners of the earth. But, that would scythe your heart to hear their twisted mutters and ludicrous reasonings.
It's an interesting story to tell, Aeria wasn't always so split on the moral compass. There was a time when everyone joyed in harmonies and held events where all races gathered in serenity. Yet, the council of Aeria had failed to notify everyone. The council never really did learn that it's the little things in life that mattered. Those 'little things' are the ones who live in the east of Aeria. Those 'little things' are called imps.
Imps love to be involved, they love to play with the other races, they love attention. All the imps were family towards one another, yet if one was neglected. Trouble was to stir, no doubt about it. Especially since they were the messengers of the East. They gossip, they maniuplate if angered. In their defense, they may as well "play with the truth". That was what led to 700 years of war.
700 years of pain, grief and sorrow. Also, 700 years of races pushed through damnation. It seems silly to think of it as "War attempted due to angry little imps uninvited to party of splendor!", No.. No... It was more so a trust thing. One distrust led to another and another and another yet another. That so-called Aeria was a paradise at first born, then it had to grown colder and beyond depressing. Evidence? The East.
Oh yes, but there was also one race we had not mentioned. They play a huge part in this marvelous history, or at least for one girl. They were much smaller creatures, they never minded anyone's business but their own kind. They were fair in love and war. In general, they weren't kind-hearted nor cold-blooded. They acted upon what would be deemed "appropriate" often. But that didn't mean everyone in their race was alike! After all, they were only human.
Caught up in all this war lay a fair maiden that went from a pipsqueak to the noble maiden who restored peace. She won through it all with her gentleness, patience and empathy. It really was what they call "Girl Power". But the war couldn't single-handedly end with just a single person. No, it took more. It took everything she loved.
"Lady Hinata.." A voice in the dark loomed from the floorboards.
Little light seeped into the cracks as the creature scrambled it's way into the corner away from the sunshine. "Curse you, you vile woman!"
