A JESTER'S DREAM
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It was a sunny day… A peaceful, warm day… A day just like others… A day just like thousands…
It seemed the kind of day in which… Someone would live… And someone would die… Just like any day in the world.
Just how this repetitive routine we call Life was meant to be…
Or was it?
On this day… A normal looking day… Just like thousands… There was a difference.
One would perish…
And millions would survive… To see another day.
And there this person was… She stood tall in front of Certain Death… Her defying form knew no fear nor doubts… She was ready to embrace her destiny… A destiny she chose to follow… A destiny she felt to be linked with. Courage and determination were visible in her features… Her caring azure eyes reflected the true strength of her soul… And the strength of Nature itself.
This is what this young being used to be… This unique being… This plant girl…
This Seedrian.
She wore a green dress with white long petals as a skirt… She had soft green leaf hair with closed rosebuds on both sides of her round head… She lacked a nose and her skin was of a candid orange… She looked so pure and beautiful and yet, so sad…
She was ready to face her demise… However, she only had one regret…
Him.
Her protector. Her guardian angel. Her love… The one who's been forced to witness everything from a "privileged" position… A few meters under her hovering form… Unable to move because of her powers… Unable to protect her anymore…
And desperate.
His distraught emotions crossed her own being like a train… A few tears descended from her eyes through her delicate cheeks… The moment was near.
Suddenly, her body started to change… To grew… To bloom.
Her once short green hair became longer and brighter… Her buds managed to bloom into gorgeous pink roses… Her physic matured as well… While the red Chaos Emerald on her chest shined like possessed.
She was using the power of the jewel along with her own life force to open an inter-dimensional portal… The breaking of the space-time continuum required such price… That's why she was aging rapidly…
She was in her adult form… When the Vessel of Death finally approached…
Project: Doomsday, it was called… An ancient human weapon who could wipe out the entire surface of Mobius… A nuclear missile… Man's Greatest Sin.
Despite its ominous presage… Despite her imminent demise… Despite Him… And his desperate cries… She did what she had to do… She did what she felt was right to do…
She tightened her grip to the glowing red gem and, once the nuke was close enough, yelled the most controversial spell in history…
"CHAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOSSS COOOOOONNNNTROOOOOOOOOOLLL!!!!"
And she disappeared into an immense green light… Along with the Doomsday device.
Her lover's cries never ceased.
An unspecified few moments later… In the pure black nothingness of a nowhere location… A strange, peculiar being was born…
It had a nose-less, round head and pure azure eyes… It wore a colorful festive dress… A red regal jacket, tight purple pants, pink-yellow shoes and a violet, black striped, jester like hat…
It's gender was difficult to define… If it had one, that is.
It looked very feminine and attractive… But it could also be mistaken to an effeminate boy.
For some reason, this being chose itself to be… A she.
Apparently, this jester was free enough to even select her own gender…
She gave a good look at her surroundings… Such blackness… Such emptiness… Such void… It saddened her, it made her sad and tearful… That's why she did something about it!
She rose in midair… And started her strange dance…
A few aerial somersaults, a blue sky was created.
A few speed burst, trees and forests came out of nowhere.
Some wonderful acrobatics, lakes and animals all around…
Just like in a dream… A child's dream… And this playful jester was its protector…
A satisfied smile crossed her lips. Her blue eyes were admiring her handy work… She had no idea of why she ended up there… Nor she had any idea of how she was born…
But from that moment on… She would always live her life for protecting this world she just created… For protecting its pureness and innocence.
She was the embodiment of childhood's dreams… Here to ensure that everybody would feel as joyful as she was… To ensure everybody would have their goodnight sleeps…
Their night sleeps…
Their nights…
And now, she knew how she should name herself…
NiGHTS, the dreams' jester, abruptly woke up from her own dream. She was hovering in midair as she always did, trying to recover her senses…
As far as she could remember, she always had dreams like this one… Visions who would give her slight clues about her true origins. Dreams were her best friends… Her eternal companions… Her counselors and also… As far as she could tell… Her only home.
She lived in the dreams and for the dreams… Occasionally, she would slip into them and fill them with her childish joy, only to then return in this place, or should I say non-place…
The fictional yet, more real than real, scenario she grew up in… The beautiful and peaceful utopia she created for herself.
She called it… Nightopia.
Over the last unspecified years (if time could be consider a factor, here) she would always wake up every morning, smile at her friendly surroundings and happily play with the local animals for quite a time… This, however, would not be the case, as she felt something that she was not accustomed to feel…
Sadness.
As previously explained, dreams used to give her fragmented clues about her true origins… It was thanks to them that she knew she was not the only one of her kind…
She had a mother, a brother and, as she was fairly sure of it, a father too.
She had seen them… She knew how her mother and brother looked like… She still didn't know how her dad's appearances were, though.
And then… For reasons that went beyond the subtle line between reality and fiction, she finally met her sibling… Only to find him completely different from how she was and yet, somehow able to overcome his sorrows and fill his own void… Thanks to her, apparently.
Void was his name… And void used to be his condition.
He was smaller than she used to be and his eyes were black and empty like the pure nothingness she was born in… Despite that, he was a stronger and more lively person that he seemed to be… All the suffering feelings he'd endured all over his life only made him stronger and his encounter with her managed to do the rest…
Void, however, was not the only one to learn new emotions… It was also the other way around. NiGHTS herself managed to learn something from her brother too… She now knew a slight glimpse of those bitter emotions she was not accustomed to.
After their obliged separation, that bitterness grew up even stronger. She suddenly felt the need to meet him again… To find him and the rest of her family… She needed to be a part of their lives… She needed to fill her own void.
She wanted to be with them with all of her might… But the sad truth was… She didn't know how.
She was basically stuck there… In her own Dreamland… Or in someone else's own.
Dreams. Her best friends. Her eternal companions. Her home… Her condemn.
Before her usually joyful behavior could be smitten by her sudden depression… Something rather interesting happened… Or should I say, someone.
She felt it. She could feel all the changes this world would eventually endure… Therefore she had no problem in feeling this new development…
Someone has arrived in her dimension… A visitor. Her first ever visitor!
She was thrilled. She started shaking like mad for the excitement. New comers meant new potential playmates. Without wasting anymore time, she flew towards the entrance of her realm at an impressive speed, not bothering to avoid the poor birds who happened to be in her way … Again, the excitement.
The gate zone was engulfed in a mystical eternal night… It had a giant fountain in its centre and tall trees all around… A romantic place, one would say…
For this particular individual, however, who happened to be a very rational person, it all seemed so baffling. Despite not being new with the strange and inexplicable things Chaos would throw at him… He still couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when unable to properly understand and / or logically explain the nature of determined elements… Therefore, when he (for some unknown reason) ended up in this place, the bafflement didn't late to arrive.
What bothered him even more was the fact that he could not quite remember what happened before his, let's say, "awakening". His memory was blank… Except for a few images… Images of places and persons he used to know… And love.
Their memories were pretty much unforgettable.
Suddenly… A certain music started… A sweet, peaceful tune… Apparently, someone was playing a flute.
The visitor's ears perked in concentration and all of his features relaxed while hearing this soave tune… Making his problems seem so distant… At least for the time being… As far as time had a meaning.
And then… It appeared. This strange, joker like floating being who seemed to play a flute… Only, there was no flute in its hands, but that didn't stop him anyway.
It hovered down, right in front of the confused visitor… He could tell this being was feminine but he could be wrong.
Her eyes were shut while her soft fingers where playing (or pretending to play) her invisible flute… The young boy found himself abducted by her form… So beautiful and reassuring.
Then the music stopped and her harmonious gaze fixed itself on the boy's one. She had light blue eyes… Just like his own. She smiled a sincere smile and offered him a certain piece of plasticized paper.
With unsure movements, he picked the paper from her delicate hands and red it.
NiGHTS.
Professional jester and freelance dream guide.
It managed to baffle the kid even more… But something in her facial features told him that he could trust the mysterious buffoon.
"So… Your name is NiGHTS?" He asked.
She rolled her eyes and then nodded… Why do people always have to ask her? She didn't make all those presentation papers for nothing!
Her mood instantly lightened up when her eyes met the boy's heart warming smile… Along with the rest of his peculiar appearance.
The adjective to describe him was… Unique.
He was an anthropomorphic, yellow-orange fox kid… And he had not one but two tails… Amazing!
"My name is Miles "Tails" Prower… My friends only call me Tails… It's a pleasure to meet you." Said the young looking Kitsune while absent-mindedly offering his gloved hand to the purple jester.
Without wasting a second, NiGHTS put her hand in his own… And a sudden shockwave found its way inside the kit's body.
The old trick of the electrified hand has struck again.
The flying prankster's hysterical laughs came immediately after… As usual.
Tails's fur was all straight and perked, giving him a further ridiculous look… His big blue eyes narrowed in utter annoyingness… Just what he needed… Another childish individual to deal with.
The pleasure of their meeting was definitely hers.