They had flown far. Searching.
For what? Who knows. Even if this was being told, that may just be a story for another day.
After a long while, they finally found what they've searched for. Or rather, whom.
"Oh! Hello there!"
A greeting was returned. And they spoke, noticing something in the one they had been searching. "I see a fire of determination in those eyes!"
A questioning look was the response that they got. "Ah, how do I put it, they had such a strong sense of duty in them, that you'll see through what you will do to the finish, no matter what!"
They were given an understanding look.
"There's something that I'd like to show you, so please wait and see!"
Light blinded them.
The book was opened.
Wish
"I'm sorry… I failed everyone…"
"No... there's still something that we can do."
"...What are you implying?"
"Please grant me the wish to watch over the world you wished for."
Last performance
The noise that invaded her is taking a toll to her mind.
All those around her had been infected by a black noise.
They had been infected by the effects.
And she knew how to heal them.
'It's time for the requiem my friend.'
'As my king wishes.'
With one swift and graceful swift of her arms, she danced.
Many in a battle field would have thought that she is out of her mind. But no, lives are at stake.
Performing had been a forte and she accumulated her dances into a special style of a fight. But this one spell would require all the strength she had left since she had used up a portion of it before the black noise invaded their minds.
"Musiqa qidas almuta"
With that chant, she had started to perform a dance. Those unaffected had started to look in awe as she continued with the spell she had with her friend's help. The bells at her anklets and bracelets making a sound that soothed the victims off the noise.
She is slowly feeling tired as she continued but she didn't mind. As long as these lives can be saved, it doesn't matter.
Surely, everyone in the vicinity was healed off the black noises effect.
"You did it! Everyone's healed!"
The elated voices soon turned to panic and terror as she fell to the ground.
"I'll heal you right away! Don't go!"
The beloved songstress is never to be heard again.
Final expedition
It was just a small trip to a town, was it?
How wrong they were.
They overlooked the possibility that they still existed.
And here they are, though survived.
Are hanging for their lives over at a cliff due to the ambush.
One of their hands held by their savior.
"I'll get you up here soon! Don't let go!"
They both could tell that their savior is at their limit from the strength of their hands.
"We'll be fine."
"No you're not!"
"Say, do you mind doing us a favor?"
"Wh- what…?"
At that, they left their grip of their savior's hands and fell.
"WHY!?"
"Tell them that we're off onto our final expedition!"
The dead tells no tales.
Insanity
Death.
It can be seen everywhere around him.
He had seen enough deaths to actually grasp reality.
He couldn't accept the thought that they had died.
He couldn't take it.
It's too much.
With that thought, he started to laugh.
Not that sane and hearty laugh, but a laugh filled with insanity.
A laugh filled with a rant of his own life.
And a sad plea to have his life taken.
An ally had to begrudgingly obey his wishes seeing how far his mind had gone.
Hoping that it would at least save him off his insanity.
But they were all beyond saved, aren't they?
Equivalent exchange
One cannot gain something without paying a price.
She never knew how true it was until now.
If they are going to save a life, the price is another life.
And so she wished for her allies to be saved.
With the cost of her own soul.
She failed to hear her allies calling out to stop her.
She had said all her prayers.
She can only hope that she could meet them again in their next life.
A life in exchange for the many lives is an equal price. Yet, a life for a selfless sacrifice had an empty sorrowful price.
Redemption
The war is still going on.
He had enough of the lives of the lost allies.
There is no point.
Especially when the price of it was the few allies who gave him a chance to this life he had.
What life?
A peaceful life?
No, it was a chance for a life of redemption.
A life to redeem himself of his sins.
And also a life to give himself a salvation.
It was all lost when they overlooked that one fact.
He desperately wished for a second chance.
A chance to change and pay them off the chance he was given.
"So you wish for redemption by saving these souls?" A voice asked at the back of his head.
He was silent. They took it as a yes.
"Very well."
"Please save my allies, and everyone in this world."
The first page has been turned.