White Bishon Productions Presents...
Surenia: Tale of the Veyanere
By ValkierieDjermegandre
Disclaimer:Sigh I don't own Klonoa or any related characters that appear in this story. They are the property of Namco and Klonoa Works. I own 75 of the characters in this story, and the scenario. Some elements in this story may belong to other developers such as Square Enix, Capcom/Clover Studios, or even Nintendo or Sega; I don't care. I'm not rich and I'm not japanese, so of course I don't own them.
Plot: 100 years ago, he awakened in the dream of another. Now, he lives as a piece of the great hero of the wind. He unknowingly lives a shadow of a life of another, existing only because of that hero's death...a cursed being who fools others with his smile. A sacred trainer of beasts, he sets out on a journey to take his place, but what will he become?
Notes: While this story doesn't involve Klonoa directly, he does appear in later chapters. This is a sequel to my first story, Kaze no Klonoa 3, but this takes place 100 years after. Don't send me flames; I don't like flames. I like reviews and constructive criticism. Anyhow, enjoy the story and tell me what you think.
Scroll 1: How it Opens; The Nightmare Beasts and the Surenia
First Depiction
When we dream, we don't remember...
When we remember, we don't dream.
Pointless it may seem...,
But with this, it is to our own world that we surrender.
A tale of souls, a tale of hearts.
A tale of destinies and fear.
From the sacred trainer, judgement is near.
And from the hundred year hero, his mind will be ripped into parts...
Surenia...Tale of the Veyanere.
From the path of heroes and villians, he will stray...
His eyes snapped open and he rose slowly from his bed. He was a navy-blue cabbit with long wing-like ears, and blue eyes. There were red markings on his cheek fur, and he had claws that were pretty long for his age. The cabbit gave a long yawn and swiped his black and blue sheets off of his body as he crawled out of bed. He looked in a nearby mirror and noticed his fur ruffled.
"Hmm...I guess I should grab a comb or a brush." The cabbit said, as he examined his sleep-induced eyes. He began to walk toward his drawer until...
"Surenia!! Come here for a second!" a voice shouted. The cabbit now known as Surenia, looked off toward the door and gave a tired look.
"Alright...mother wants me." Surenia said.
Without putting any clothes on, Surenia opened the door and walked out of his room and down the hall. Even through his tired eyes, the palace of the Moon Kingdom, Cress, was still as beautiful as when he first woke up here. The cabbit smiled and headed down the hall to the central throne room; when he entered, he set his eyes upon the queen of Cress. She had a human-like appearance but with the long, pointed ears of an elf. Her eyes were a comforting ocean blue that complimented the color of her long hair. She was decked out in blue and white robes and she held a purple fan with flower designs in one hand. A huge ribbon was very noticable on her head and a small crown decorated her scalp. Surenia couldn't contain himself as he jumped into her arms and began to cuddle against her.
"Good morning, my child." the queen said. She had a voice as gentle as the wind.
"Good morning, mother Kuria!" Surenia responded. He looked about the room, but didn't see who he was looking for. "Where's oniisan?"
"Still asleep, child."
Surenia's face changed to one of annoyance and he jumped out of Kuria's arms and stormed the room to the right of the throne. He ran up the steps and slammed open the double doors and then, he saw him. A boy with long blue hair lay in a large bed; he had a crest with a moon insignia on his head. He wore a light blue shirt with four buttons on its front and pants of the same color with the end of their legs rolled up. His ears were pointed at the end, similar to an elf's. He was long gone in concerns to sleep, but Surenia was about to fix that; the cabbit walked up to the bed and put his mouth very close to the boy's ear and cupped his hands over his mouth.
"Wake up, Huepow oniisan!!" Surenia yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Whoa!!" Huepow yelled.
He shot up, but had a cold sweat rolling down his face. He looked at Surenia's huge smile and forgot what he was dreaming about. Huepow gave a yawn and then shook his head.
"What's the deal, Surenia?" Huepow said, with a tinge of tiredness.
"What do you mean 'what's the deal?' You almost over-slept!" Surenia responded.
"Your point? I've been out of school for centuries."
"You promised to take me to Haka Serjuu no temple today!"
"Number one, I don't remember ever promising anything like that. I promised to take you to the 'World Glyph'. Number two, Haka Serjuu no temple is too dangerous; the ring sleeps there."
"Well, you can't blame me for trying. I want to go there! Please, oniisan? I'll be really careful."
"No. Even I don't go there. That place and that ring...they hold an ancient curse."
"...nice try."
"I'm serious, Surenia. That place is nothing to be messed with. I'm gonna get dressed so we can go."
Huepow slowly rose from his bed and patted Surenia on the head as he left his room. Surenia folded his arms and pouted, until he walked up to the window and stared at the foreboding stone structure in the distance. It had a strange aura around it, almost like it invited the cabbit. On the left side of the temple, a large, crystal statue of a bishon (half-wolf, half-dragon creature) stood. The beast had a wolf-like head, dragon horns and unusual-looking ears. It had a long mane and four, odd appendages thrusting out of its back that look like lightening rods that are usually found at power plants. It had long, jagged claws and nine, slim arrow-pointed tails. The creature had small rubies for its eyes and they seemed to stare at the whole society with contempt.
On the right side of the temple, a large, sapphire statue of an aquatic phoenix rested. It was a basic phoenix design, but had six wings and two horns coming from its beak. It also had a large ring around its neck and three tails. It had feathers jetting out of its head to serve as hair and it had two charms dangling from either side of its head. Emeralds made up its eyes and it seemed to stare at the villages of Cress with a caring gaze. Surenia was sure that the majesty of the temple was even greater inside and Huepow's warnings had not changed his mind.
"I need to go there..." Surenia whispered to himself. On his back, purple markings appeared and a thin aura surrounded Surenia...
Second Depiction
On the roof of Cress' palace, Surenia sat in a circular bathtub aligned with gems and designs. The water originated from a dragon statue and was purified through strong magic energy. The cabbit seemed to be looking out at nothing...until he sensed the magic glyph activating. Huepow appeared behind him and walked up to his bathing companion; Surenia dove under the water in a playful gesture and Huepow smiled as he walked up to the tub.
"Alright, Surenia. Come on, I have to tell you something." Huepow said. He was dressed with a blue and yellow vest and also wore long gloves on his hands. The gloves had crests on them and white fingers. He also wore dark blue shorts with armor on their legs and knee-high boots with armored toes.
"Really? What is it?" Surenia said as he rose.
"Mother said that I should make sure you weren't angry or anything."
"No, I'm fine oniisan."
"You know why I don't want you to go to that temple; it's just too dangerous."
"I understand...but, I have been training with my swords. I can battle monsters."
"...not the kind of monsters that could be lurking in there..."
"Huh?"
"Nothing. Regardless, when I show you the 'World Glyph', you'll forget about the temple."
"Sure."
Huepow stroked the five thick strands of hair that poked up from Surenia's forehead and left the roof. Surenia smiled jokishly and prepared finish his bath, until he turned and saw a strange being standing in the moonlight; it looked like a small clown. A mask either covered or made up his face and he had no limbs connecting his hands or feet to his body. His hands (which were gloves) were white, but had small pentagrams on them. His curved boots were pink, but had armor on there heels. Surenia looked curiously at the clown as he just stood there, but the cabbit began to feel chills as the clown slowly turned toward him. Surenia saw the cross-shaped eyes on the mask along with the huge, fanged, eternal smile; the cabbit looked further and saw two beady, red eyes within the cross-shaped eyes.
"...When we dream, we don't remember...when we remember, we don't dream..." the clown slowly said.
"Who are you?" Surenia said.
"...Pointless it may seem...but with this, it is to our own world that we surrender..."
"What are you saying?"
"...A tale of souls, a tale of hearts...a tale of destinies and fear..."
"What are you doing here?"
"...From the sacred trainer, judgement is near...and from the hundred year hero, his mind will be ripped into parts..."
"Who's the sacred trainer? What hundred year hero?"
"...Heh, heh...tale of the Veyanere...from the path of heroes and villians he will stray..."
"Veyanere...?"
Surenia slowly rose out of his bath and kept his eyes locked on the clown. The latter stepped off of the battlement and began to slowly and ominously inch his way toward Surenia. The cabbit started to back up, but he bumped into something...the clown.
"Ahh!!" Surenia exclaimed.
"Surenia...Surenia...Surenia!" The clown said.
"What the hell do you want with me?!" After that statement, the clown grabbed Surenia's shoulders and began to lift him off of the ground.
"You are everything!! The beginning! The End! Everything in the middle! You are the sky! The Earth! The miasma......heaven and hell..." When he spoke, the clown spoke very rapidly.
"W-what?! Seriously, who are you?!"
"Joka...Joka...my name is...Joka!! "
"Joka?"
"YES! You must go to Haka Serjuu no Temple. Your destiny awaits...someone's waiting for you...Djermegandre and Useria...GO!!"
"I can't go there! It's dangerous...Djermegandre and Useria? Aren't those the two nightmare beasts that suddenly appeared in Phantomile fifty years ago?"
"Once again...YES!! Djermegandre went crazy and started stomping on everything and setting the worlds ablaze. Useria tried to stop him, but she couldn't because Djermegandre was too strong for her! They were sealed away...where I wonder?"
"H-haka Serjuu no Temple?"
"YES!! You're a very smart boy; perhaps smarter than the former owner of those beasts. Go to the temple...you must!!"
Joka immediately stopped speaking and he also hunched over. The clown melted into Surenia's shadow and the cabbit could not help but be scared. He began to slowly walk toward the glyph while drying himself off with a towel, but stopped to look at the moon...
Third Depiction
The World Glyph. Surenia slowly walked up the hill behind the palace to meet his friend at the top. By now the cabbit was fully dressed; or what he called fully dressed. He wore black shorts that had armor on their legs and each plate bore the insignias of Cress and the sun temple, Coronia, respectively. A belt held the shorts to his body and he was still bare-footed and shirt-less. He had two swords strapped to his back; one was a katana and the other was a glaive. As the cabbit walked up the path, the moon followed beside him and when he looked at it, the face of that clown materialized in his mind...Joka. Surenia shook his head to rid himself of those thoughts, but they came back along with the thoughts of those strange things he said. The cabbit had a worried look about his face, but he forced it to dissolve as soon as he saw Huepow sitting on the grass; looking at the glyph carved into the ground.
"Nice of you to finally make it." Huepow said. Surenia scratched the back of his head.
"Sorry, I got...distracted." Surenia responded, thinking back to Joka.
"Distracted? By what?"
"Mmm...nothing really important..." Surenia thought it was best not to tell him; especially if it was because he was insane, or something.
"Alright; I'll buy that."
"So, what is this thing?"
"The World Glyph. Fifty years ago when the nightmare beast, Djermegandre went berserk and began to lay waste to Phantomile, the land below, the sages of the four kingdoms called forth the wind, water and tree spirits to aid them by summoning the moon spirit. The sages requested the moon spirit to create a world for the survivors to live on in and in return the sages would give up there own spiritual energies. The moon spirit asked for them to confirm their wishes; after all if you were a sage; giving up your spirit energy would mean giving up your very existence. The sages agreed and the moon spirit used their energy to expand this kingdom for the survivors to inhabit. This World Glyph was made so that a legendary hero, with enough magical energy, could return to the world and bring about the rebirth of Phantomile."
"Wow...and you're not that hero?"
"No...I don't deserve to be a hero..." As soon as Huepow said that, memories came back to him...memories of a lost friend. Surenia tapped Huepow on his shoulder and the prince snapped back to reality.
"W-what? Oh, I'm sorry Surenia. I'm going back inside. You coming?"
"'You must go to Haka Serjuu no Temple...your destiny awaits...' Um...I'm going to sit around for a bit."
"Alright. See you later."
"Damn...that was the first time I've lied to Huepow...okay, second time...or third time...more to the point, I've gotta go now." Surenia jumped off of the cliff and landed on the grassy plateau below. The cabbit dashed across the plains toward the temple in the distance...
Fourth Depiction
Surenia stood at the foot of the evil in all of Cress' mind; Haka Serjuu no Temple. The stone structure used to be covered with vines and leaves, but the royal staff (Huepow included) refurbished the place out of fear of a curse being cast upon them. The structure was made out of pure pumice so it seemed to glitter in the moonlight and Surenia couldn't help but feel nervous standing between the two statues of Djermegandre and Useria. The colossal double doors each held a mark; one of Djermegandre and the other of Useria, but a third mark was seemingly scratched out. Surenia stood his ground and took a deep breath.
"Okay...let's go." Surenia said to himself. He checked to see if no one was around and then walked up to the doors. Oddly enough, when the cabbit approached the entrance, the doors seemed to creak open before he could touch them. A cold and ominous air slowly made its way out of the temple, but the cabbit was undetered and as soon as he entered, the doors creaked closed.
Inside the temple, there were statues everywhere; mostly of Djermegandre and Useria. Two statues at the end of the hall, however, were completely destroyed, showing no evidence of their existence. Surenia walked through the hallway until he encountered two giant statues at the end; they closely resembled the ones outside.
"Geez...you'd think that having two statues of those beasts on the outside would be enough..." Surenia thought to himself.
He walked to the right and noticed a door. The cabbit shrugged in a "why not?" fashion and opened the door, revealing a long staircase that spiraled all the way down. Surenia walked through the door and started down the steps. As he walked, he admired the murals and paintings on the walls; they depicted different landscapes and locations. After maybe ten minutes, Surenia reached the bottom and pushed open the door that was there...the room beyond was amazing. It was a calm room with arches on either side of the room. Purple clouds could be seen through these arches and so could a navy blue sky. In the middle of the room, was a single ring; it was held to a pedestal and had a black gem attached to it. It was dusty and chipped; proof that it went through long journeys. Surenia walked up to the ring and examined it.
"Wow...it's as big as my fist...is this what that clown was talking about...?" Surenia said.
"...Don't touch...leave here now..." a voice said. Surenia snapped his body around and drew his swords.
"Who's that?!"
"...Leave now...less you resurrect the ancient curse..."
"Curse? What are you talking about?"
"...you're the Veyanere, aren't you?"
"Veyanere?"
Suddenly, the black gem lit up and a beast began to rise out of the shadows being created by it. It was a blue dragon with silver scales following its belly and underside. It had silver and blue hair that looked like a mane trailing off of its head, not to mention it wore a huge collar that had zigzag designs on it. The collar had nine tassels chasing it and oversized bracelets adorned the dragon's wrists. Its body was decorated with runes and it had short, but powerful claws and talons. It had six tails, each ending in a moon design and four feathery black wings. Four long dragon whiskers protuded from its cheeks and its purple pupils were full of anger and malice. It had ridges all along its back and a large glaive attached to its back. After fully materializing, the dragon lept off of the platform and landed on the floor, shaking the ground and causing Surenia to fall.
"Oh...my..." Surenia choked out. The dragon roared and Surenia knew that he was now in big trouble...
To Be Continued...
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