Another chapter, a little sooner than expected but I need motivation to continue, or maybe I won't. I wrote three stories on different websites but noone commented on them... So I suppose they sucked. Truthfully I don't have very high confidence but I will try for the people who do care anyway.

Thanks Kenta~

Yea you know what I'm doing, running for my fucking life thats what. Though turns out that was pointless, the whole place was a floating island anyway, an unstable crumbling to wherever below kind of island. Not the vacation I was looking for being alive again. It would be funny when I noticed the irony of the moment, coming back to life but struggling to stay alive again.

Climatic, but I wasn't giving up yet. My feet really hit the ground hard as I ran, looking for a possibilty to avert my demise. "Shit..." I cursed, tripping over something, a rock or a branch... hell I didn't care at the moment. Provided it was crumpling at a slow pace but it was nevertheless.

When I eye'd what I tripped over, I couldn't help but tilt my head curiously, in spite of the currently obvious situation at hand. It looked like a turning handle, something thats bent along the middle in a sort of 's' like angle while one end was covered by a rubber socket. Right next to a tree? As I looked up, I noticed the foliage around the tree was particularly dense, this wasn't a jungle...

I stood up, sticking my hand into the dense vines and green and met metal. Interesting indeed I began to push it out of the way, ripping as much as I could. The process was too slow so I had to use my scabbard to rip it apart. I carefully took a step back to reviel my find.

Now this was something I did remeber, it was an airbike from pastime, hell it was all rusted up an everything but it was here still. An Airbike was like an hoverbike but its mechanisms manipulated the air, giving it propulsion and the ability to fly. I noticed the handle missing but I was still happy about my find, only to curse under my breath again. My memory was still foggy, how do i activate it?

"Fuck fuck fuckity fuck..." I scratched my head confused, picking up the handle, slotting it and screwing it in, funnily enough not breaking in the process in consideration of how rusty it was. Maybe the bike didn't work, I mean considering the rotting bodies I was probably dead for a long time. But considering I could die now I had to try.

I began examining the vehicle, feeling around the mechanisms. I could try syncing my gauntlets power but I don't want ot risk blowing up the machine, I mean after the whole stone wall thing I'm kind of hesitant about even using my gauntlet again. I do make a fine though, just below the handles was a thin slot, wider than normal. I sat on the seat, checking over my shoulder, noticing the slowed paced crumpling mass was getting closer. I examined the slot but noticed that there seemed to be a junction in them iddle, sort of crystal shaped...

Crystal shaped...duh.

I removed my sword then pushed it into the slot. It fit perfectly, the gem half covered in the crystal shapped part of the slot. Now what to do... I placed my hand on the handle of the sword saying, "alright alright... GO!" I had dramatically raised my finger forward in effect. Nothing happened of course.

"Uh...Fly?"

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"Soar?"

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"...go Airbike!"

nada...

"Yip yip?" I tried jokingly, but as expected nothing happened, "god damnit." I eye'd the pommel of my blade, wondering if the same context for this meant the same as my guantlet. I closed my eyes, concentrateing...my desire was to fly to freedom. To soar to another destination, to survive another day... When I opened them...

I was floating.

I smiled, but frowned again, "oh...I forgot how to fly this thing..." I grabbed the bike handles, then tilted my body forward. Hell I dunno how that worked but my body lurched back when the bike shot forward. I was spluttering and coughing as trees and branches hit my face and arms. "STOP!" I yelled. The bike lurched to a stop, "oh now you want to fucking listen to me."

Taking it at a pace I eased the bike forward, babysteps anyway, then picked up the speed, pulling on the handles to pick up altitude. Looking around I headed to the closest floating island I can see, but stopped a moment to take one last look at the tomb. From this height there was several crumpled building in the ruins, but I can still see the tomb from here.

I looked down below to the abyss, it was like an infinite cloud, swirling but leading to nowhere. Several shocks of lighting surged through its clouds, a void of nothing was the destiny of the tomb as the fallen pieces of earth disappeared in its depths. I couldn't help but feel sad at this moment, inside that tomb was my fallen comrades, all of them had stood at his side...even in death. I could almost see their faces, not remebering their names but I knew they were smiling.

I nodded, watching as the tomb island now completely fell apart, slowly sinking like a dying ship to the oblivion below. "Rest well my dear friends," I spoke softly, "I will live on, for our legacys, for all of your sakes; thank you." I turned the bike and head to the new desitnation, this land mass being particulary bigger than the previous. Sighing I landed the airbike in the trees away from the incline and got off, sitting down beside it.

I don't know why but... I started crying at this point. I felt I lost something important to me, or perhaps I just realized how alone I was. Either way it hurt deep down. I let my sobs rack my body for that while, sniffing afterward. It felt good.

I sniffed and sat up, sighing with some contempt but even so I knew my objective. Survive, and if this island crumpled as well I would move on to the next one. It was simple but that didn't break my thoughts from the main issue. If the islands were crumbling into the gassy abyss below...then what happens if he can't find another? He too would be stuck in limbo before being sucked into it. He looked up at the sky but saw no blue sky, just the stars. It was sunny though... strange phenomenon without a blue sky...

Maybe somewhere beyond the stars?

I shook his head from such nonsense, picking myself up as he headed into the woods, landmarking his vehicle for later find as he walked further in. I then took noticed of wildlife, which I found strange but then again it was fine, needed sources of food anyway, and they would lead me to vegetation and fruit if it could be found. He was kind of hungry come to think of it, must have died with an empty stomach. I came across a pool of clear water, stepping forward to immediatly drink. It taste amazing to me really, the cool liquid flowing down my throat was such a relaxinte from my climatic moment before.

When the water settled...I took a good look at myself.

I had light tan skin and long blonde hair a little below my shoulders. My eyes where a very light blue and I had a two scars across the top of my nose and above my left eyebrow. I had several strange symbol tattoo's on my body, the purpose which I can't remember. I took my shirt off, showing my body was suprisingly toned and tall, I was maybe over 6 feet tall, a little above that. I sighed as nothing still didn't come back to me. I was really hoping my own appearence would give me a hint or maybe sprout a random memory.

Oh well. I stripped completely and stepped in the water. I was still dusty from death.

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