I suppose the first thing I should say, is that years have passed, yet I still don't know whether the day my life changed, was good or bad, but one thing I could say, is that it was different than what I ever believed. It all started…

Day, 1

In a desert… A freaking desert. I woke up in a freaking desert… it's noon, and hot.

Day, 2

Walked for miles through the night. Cold… so cold. So thirsty…

Day, 3

Somethings keeping me alive, I thought the pain I felt was just temporary, but the air feels weird, thick, as if it wants to congregate in me but can't. but one things for sure, it's keeping me alive, through the pain, I can feel it nourishing me.

Day, 5

Still haven't seen the edge of the desert. The pain has lessened, but I can still feel it. Pulsing painfully as if like veins. Still haven't been hungry or thirsty, but so tired, but I feel that if I fall asleep I may not wake up.

Day, 7

The pain died down, and after continuing walking I saw two figures in the distance, both fighting, looks like hand to hand combat… great, I can finally get some help, and figure out… where I… am.

*thump* the sound of an object hitting the sound, though far, still attracted the attention of the two figures in the distance. Leaping through the air the two figures instantly arrived at the figure of a male laying down in the sand, compared to the blank white hooded robes the two figures are wearing his bleach white clothes could be considered colorful.

"is he dead?" the left figure suddenly feels on the downed male's neck. Then shakes its head in confirmative.

"dehydrated, starving, tired, but miraculously not dead. Estimated time in desert, a week." The figure suddenly spoke up, sounding fairly androgynous.

"do you think he's?" the right figure spoke up, sounding male.

"no. he doesn't have any veins, but ethernano clings to him like a heavy cloak."

"should we stop this trip and take him back" the right figure nodded, and picked the male up, before disappearing. The remaining figure looks at the distance where the male's feet were facing before disappearing as well with the sound of a flourishing cloak.

"I'm glad you don't hold my winning against you mi'lady. And I'm especially glad that you aren't like your father was at your age, trying to steal the crystal from me like your father did to mine."

"it's no problem. I didn't really want the crystal anyways."

"that's a relief. Anyways, it's getting late, I better be getting back home."

"sure, here." *cshnk* pain, indescribable pain in my stomach, as if my being was being torn apart. "you'll be able to use it better than me."

"see yah, Qui"

"damn... damn… DAMN YOU-"

"-ZUA!" the sight of the edge of a stone bedpost entered my view, with my legs hidden under thick but bland grey blankets. The smell of rock and dust entered my nostrils, with the sounds of heavy breathing, my breathing, finally came into focus.

I looked around, it was just a room with the bed I was laying on and nothing more, the most was that there was a faint outline in the wall, as if a door is supposed to be there, but was never finished.

*crrrch*

…the stone door I was just looking at opened downwards like one of those futuristic doors, or fantasy secret passages… in the doorway stood a humanoid person draped in a blank white hooded cloak. They used a long sleeve to beckon me to follow them. So, without any sense of civility, I throw the blankets off and follow along.

First chapter. Alright. at the least this might be updated once a month, if not, it'll be updated earlier according to my fancy. But currently this is just a story for my custom magic. Don't look at me like that, I'm a programmer, not a professional storywriter! And yes, this IS a Fairy Tail fanfic.

Pronunciations:

Qui- kwi

Zua- zue-a