A celestial moon radiated its visible light from the sky behind the shaded moss-green skyscraper. Windows were lit in certain areas of that building. Towards the rooftops were screens piled upon varied screens sizes. They contributed to the height of the skyscraper. This tower was a workplace for the denizens of this neverending night. Most of the screens were blank with their pale electrical light. The rest of them displayed random moving-pictures of life events, whether it was play-time with friends or enjoying a hobby like reading a book underneath a willow tree glancing at the dawn. These movies were more familiar to some residents than others. It reminded them of their past lives before they lived in this melancholic world.
Spontaneously, a dark portal was generated in the center of this gloomy city surrounded by buildings scraping the cloudy night sky. A tall hooded man in a black cloak exited the dark radiating portal. After he took a few steps forward, the portal ceased to exist. He was standing in the center of the open space in front of the building known as the Memory Skyscraper. He scanned the sky for stars. The stars were dispersed and twinkling beyond the clouds. Once in a while, he would notice a star that had once been there, was not there anymore. He would sigh, and then give a little prayer.
He drew back his hood and revealed his identity. He had the illusion of a human being, but he was a Nobody. His noticeable features were his skin, hair, and markings. His skin had a slightly darker olive complexion. His visible eyebrows were bold but not bushy. His jet-black hair covered the left side of his face at a slant but did not cover his nose. It was styled to a point one inch below the jawline, and the other edge of its shape was positioned to cover all but left jaw corner of his face. The hair was positioned with a slight swirl like it was brushed over with little effort but not lazily. His style was long but not long enough to reach past his other hair line border. It had a slight volume so that there was space in between the skin and hair. His right iris was close to pitch black with a hint of brown. Underneath his eyes were markings. A thick black triangular hook was stained from his cheekbone and curved to a sharp corner diagonal to his lower lip. A dark vertical rectangle stained underneath the center of his lower lip to the edge of his chin. One could judge that he was malevolent if one had glanced at him.
"Looking into the night sky again, Noxmas," a female nobody chimed in. A dark portal appeared across his left side. A woman in the same black cloak stepped out of the portal. She was only shorter by a few inches. She stopped a small distance to the left of Noxmas and revealed her identity. Her sandy blonde hair with black streaks was tied into a bun with two thick platinum needles intersecting in it. She had a dull misty silver eyeshadow on the alcove under her brow and upper eyelids. Underneath her eyes was a sea of tan freckles which spanned from the outer edges of her cheekbones to the lower edge of her nostrils. Her eyes were an alluring misty green-apple color contrasting her pale-peachy complexion.
"Yes," Noxmas replied. "Do you remember what they say about those stars?"
"I can't recall," Talix answered.
"Some of those stars are stars, but some of those are said to be the shining light of the world's hearts. At least, that is what I have been told. Imagine those are the many worlds to be explored. I lost count of how many are out there. They look so precious from here. Lately, I noticed that some are disappearing..."
"Worlds disappear every now and then. It means our world is orbiting," Talix remarked sarcastically.
"I know that, but this is different. When we see the same arrangement of stars, there will be one missing. After a while, it never comes back. I have been noticing it happening more frequently. Why would they disappear? Are they suffering from the same heartless blight as we are?" Noxmas inquired. He faced Talix.
"You know we aren't the only ones that orbit, right?...I do see your point though," Talix reluctantly sighed, "It's sad if that is what is going on. We don't need to worry about ours disappearing. We have the Organization to watch over us, and one of us will become the 13th member! Aren't you excited? At least remember how it was to be excited?"
"I am looking forward to it."
"What is holding you back then?"
"I want to become whole again badly! It's that...I want to genuinely feel that emotion. I don't want to rely on memories to try and feel. You make it seem genuine."
"It takes practice. Pretty soon you will convince yourself too. I know I do," Talix gestured.
Noxmas sighed. He quickly glanced at the night sky one more time. 'Practice makes perfect, but Talix's excitement seems very authentic...Hmph...At times I do think she has a heart, but I still sense her dark aroma. Oh well, maybe in time it will become a reality. I am going to miss these supernatural powers in the long run, but I would rather be human again and not this spirit stage,' Noxmas thought. He inhaled and exhaled deeply. Talix again caught his attention.
