Hello Everyone!
:SPOILERS WARNINGS:
English is not my first language, so please do not be to mean because I do not speak it very good. This is my first fan fiction, and it is about BatenKaitos: Eternal Wings and the Lost Ocean. This one is about Kalas thoughts after the Lava Caves. I might write some more other ones, from about other characters.
Gently criticism is welcomed, and corrections for my English.
Thank you!
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Kalas lay on his back, staring at the ceiling. Even laying still unmoving, he could felt inmeasurable power humming through his bones giving him something bordering a headache as it buzzed in the base of his skull. It was beautiful, and yet, some deep part of him was wary. He shook his head, closing his now almost indigo eyes. He didn't regret any of it, not even the agony of his winglet being disconnected and a new wing exploding in it's place. He couldn't regret it. He'd come to far, done too much, to be having second thoughts now.
"Do you miss them?" Melodia settled onto her knees on the floor besides Kalas, folding her little hands in her skirt. Kalas looked up at her pretty, pale face and narrow his dark eyes.
"No," he replies shortly. "They were tools, nothing more." He sat up and unfurled his pure white wings. "This is the powers you promised me, Melodia." She smiled at him and nodded, her long white hair falling down in front of her shoulder. "This power are enough for me. I don't need them anymore."
Which was true, right? He opened his eyes again and stared at the ceiling again, watching the shadows dance across it from the candle had putting on the table in his room. He had what he wanted, and he didn't have the overly critical, bossy voice of his guardians spirit's voice in his head. And he didn't have Xelha whining at his every moves. Or Gibari poking fun at the overly polite Lyude. Or Savyna just standing around watching his every move like she knew he was planning something. Or Mizuti…being The Great Mizuti.
But he was alone now. Only Melodia ever spoke to him and she was more often away when she wasn't talking to him. If he wasn't careful that same feelings of painful sadness would swell upside of him as the night he'd lost his family.
But now he had the power to avenge them, and that's what he'd ben looking for right?
But he was alone again.
Alone.
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Again, I'm sorry for my bad English. I am still learning, and I will get better. I have no person to edit my work, so it is bad. I am sorry.
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