Chapter 4: Doomsday
So years ran like they were pursued by a monster and rumors of a strange read-hued objects falling from the sky were pursuing my mind everywhere I could go. Mysterious creatures started to appear as well as the rumors… creatures of cursed heart which started causing despair to every habitant in every village.
The mushroom forest was the only place not invaded by monster at that time, however, I still feared that someday, that sacred place, where we all spent all childish days, would succumb to the hordes of the evil creatures.
The rumor of the crashing meteorite brought discordances between the tribes who used to live peacefully until that day.
We were not kids anymore when that happened…we were not kids anymore when every single person over the earth started forgetting.
The doom came first to yukes and lilties. The first ones, armed with magicite, that amazing shiny aura that Yukelis showed us on that day on Tida, that wonderful feeling had turned into catastrophic weaponry. Then, the lilties, those little creatures, after discovering shiny materials known as ore in the caves, started to forge weapons and armors and suddenly the two tribes were at war.
Both Yukelis and Lily disappeared along with their tribes… The only thing that was left of them was Yukelis accordion which I never listen and Lily's oboe, which I was never going to listen.
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Chapter 5: Oblivion
Both yuke and lilties delivered doom to every village, fighting each other, forgetting about their brotherhood. Lily and Yukelis also did fight at the fronts of their tribes, forgetting that once ago they used to live, eat, smile, and laugh together at the sunniest village of all.
Callum, Selt Renn and I, by that time, had hid in the alleys of Tida, crying, just awaiting for our destiny to be dictated… And it didn't take the destiny such a long time to dictate it…
Just like what happened with yukes and lilties, clavats and selkies started a war between themselves. It was a sanguinary war. "What did just cause that?" I asked "It must have been oblivion!"
Fast, Tida's clavats expulsed selkies from their village, Selt Reen was one of those… I still remember how she asked for help, but Callum didn't do anything… he had forgotten everything and by that time he had recover his voice so he discarded his precious lute.
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After that day, that century, that age, the tribes began to build their own empires: some of them, lucky, like the lilties, built enormous empires like the one they have today in Alfitaria and yukes even ideated a system for their land in Shella where only yukes could enter. Clavats didn't have that luck and had to live conformed to small villages, living only by cultivating the land and harvesting crops and selkies, which were deserted by the other tribes, had to make their lives of robbing and selling merchandise, being hated by every single tribe, hoping to find a new heaven after crossing the Conall Curach swamp.
They were all gone forever; they were now fighting between each other… I just wondered where their memories of themselves had gone… How could they all forget about their brotherhood? How could they all forget about our friendship?
The mushroom forest was later invaded by monsters neither, so I was abandoned to loneliness, to live on the streets, running away from monsters, running away from people. "Where should I be?" I asked myself "I was no clavat, no selkie, no lilty or yuke… I was some kind of a lost tribe, a girl of shiny turquoise hair and white skin… nothing more than that".