-Chapter V, Acceptance & Love-
-Date: 6th Lylatian Era, 6370, June 10th, 01:39, Trans-System Calendar. Location: Road out of Tweinac Town, Krazoan Republic of Rosnia, Cerinia, Zabroya System.
Krystal Sarius DeUchida
It's been a long time since we left the Tweinac Town. I'm a little mad because Lepmobhix won't let me walk on my own like a big girl. I could tell he was getting tired.
"Can I walk now, Lepmobhix?" I asked him. He stopped walking, and looked at me. "Of course! My apologies, my love. I think we should have ourselves a seat and rest a while, don't you?" He said, putting me down. I brushed myself off and nodded.
We walked to a spot with alot of grass, and we sat down. It was really dark outside. My mother always told me when it was black out like this, that the sky was sleeping, so I was never scared of the dark. Doesn't the sky want to sleep too?
"I have a question for you, my girl." Lepmobhix said. "Hmm?" "You keep referring to me as... Lepmobhix. Why is that? What does it mean?" He asked me.
I had to think for a while. I was kind of surprised. I thought everyone knew what that meant. Everyone in my village did, and so did all of the visitors. I answered him with a question.
"Are you from around here?" "Heheh. No. I am not. I am from a place far away. Have you heard of the Lylat System?" He asked me.
Lylat System. I have heard visitors say that many times, but I never knew what it meant.
"What it is?" I asked. "The Lylat System is... well... You know about the many planets in the sky, correct?" "MmHm" "Far away from here, there is another group of planets called the Lylat System. It is named after it's star, Lylat. Much after how this system is named after it's star, Zabroya. The planets there are plentiful and beautiful, and all of them are bustling with cities and forests and oceans and many other beauties. I come from one of those planets. It's called Fichina." He said. "So that's what Fichina is! I found it when I was tapping you!" I exclaimed.
A planet far away. I thought that was amazing. I've only been oustide of the village for a long time on very few occasions. But somewhere as far as another planet, in another system!? It was amazing. He must be really smart.
"You have yet to answer my question, child." He reminded me.
"Oh yes... Lepmobhix would be... in your tounge... I think it would be Godfather." I said.
"And why do you call me this?" He asked.
"I'm not with mommy and daddy anymore. Don't you take care of me now?" I asked him. He looked surprised. He didn't now that I tapped that from him as well.
"Y-Yes. I do. But Godfather?" "Yeah. Didn't mommy give you that title?" "She did give me it. How did you- Oh. Nevermind. Telepathy. But, Krystal, I cannot take this. We have only just met." "But why not? I would give it to you."
He started to say something but I grabbed his arm. "I want you to be my Lepmobhix, Sanze." I said. I was scared he wouldn't take it, so tears started welling up in my eyes.
"I am grateful to you for saving me. I can't cry yet. Not until you take it. Mommy and daddy are gone! I can't cry until you take it! I am grateful to you for saving me, and caring for me! You are so nice to me! I want you as my Lepmobhix and no one else!" I screamed this, so I didn't cry.
He just looked at he for a minute. Then, he hugged me, and accepted the title.
"Alright, Krystal. I will be your Lepmobhix." He said, and as soon as he did, I let out all of the pain I felt since he found me, in tears.
I felt a million times more comfortable now that he had accepted the title. I was soon to find out that the many years of hardship ahead of us would only draw us closer. Much closer.
He just held me there for a while as I cried, making myself feel just a little better about everything that had happened in such a short amount of time, until Sanze spoke up again.
"Krystal. I am sorry, but we have to get moving if we want to make it somewhere safe before daybreak." He said.
"Okay. Okay. Let's go, Sanze." I said, stopping my fit of crying.
"Do you wish to be walking on your own?" He asked me. "MmMm. No." I replied bluntly. He laughed a minute. "What's so funny?" I asked him. "Not five minutes ago, you were complaining about not walking on your own like a big girl!" He said laughing. "I can still ride on your shoulders, right?" I asked, hopefully. "Of course." He replied.
We set out for a safe place to find food, and to sleep. Hopefully, we would find a place before it got light out, and the patrols started again.
"Krystal?" I heard Sanze call my name. I was half asleep fifteen minutes into the walk.
"Yes?" I answered. "If you are to title me your 'Lepmobhix', what am I to title you?" He asked. "Goddaughter... Hmm. Zloutou. Yeah, Zloutou." I replied. "Zloutou. Lepmobhix and Zloutou. Your language is certainly a complex and beautiful one that intrigues me as your people speak it, Krystal." He said, but I barely understood him, partly because I was half asleep, partly from all of the big words he used.
"What did you say?" I asked him. "Hah! Hehehehehe, nothing, love. I am simply but commenting on your people's complex beauty with linguistics. Please excuse me with my vocabulary of large words, my dear. I have been taught to speak this way." He said. "By who?" I asked. He paused, and sighed a moment before answering. "I guess you could say a Lepmobhix of my own." He said sadly. He walked on, with me on his back. Before falling asleep completely, I decided to tap Sanze to see who he was talking about. I discovered alot more than I needed to. It seems as though Sanze has been through alot. Oh well. We can be through alot together.
-Date: 6th Lylatian Era, 6370, June 10th, 01:51, Trans-System Calendar. Location: Highway to Amarde City, Krazoan Republic of Rosnia, Cerinia, Zabroya System.
Sanze Tabitur Detractorem
In one word, I felt warm. The girl had just finished questioning my dialect. She was now asleep on my back. As I walked, I had a chance to contemplate this 'Lepmobhix' business. I was happy to serve this girl in any way that I could. I was happy to have the title as well, but I was unsure that I was fit for a task such as this. This title meant trust, acceptance, and love. Much like a father. I will admit, at the time, I did not think I could accomplish such a task as this. The thought that I should break her trust, and hand her over to someone more worthy and abled as a father kept surfacing. But that thought quickly diminished when I realized she would not have that. She asked me to accept this title... No... begged me to. I could not abandon this child. What kind of man would that make me? No... She trusted me. She loved me, and I loved her back. Any thought that this was not meant to be, never surfaced in my thoughts again.
As I walked this lonely dark highway, I decided that our best bet was to head for Amarde City. If the fighting has not spread there from other areas of the republic, it will soon enough. Long range communication was still a headache of a science on this planet. The automobile had barely been perfected.
This planet had something that none of the other planet's in the Lylat System besides Sauria had: Magic. Now I was no mage, but Amarde City was a very large city, considering the average size of cities on this planet. It was very possible I could find someone skilled enough in magic to warn the Queen of this republic (This nation was one of democratic monarchy) to ready some sort of repellance to this coming threat. Cornerian weapons could destroy an entire species. Cerinian engineers have but just created the fully automatic ballistic rifle just under two years ago. Cerinian warplanes still ran on fossil fuels and propellers. Militarily, any Cerinian combat force could be anhialated within hours of an encounter with the Cornerian offensive, which, I was to discover later, were poised to destroy this planet and everything on it. But once again, Cerinia has something Corneria doesn't: Magic.
There was no doubt. If anyone on this planet had any hope of surviving and keeping the planet alive, they should put their money on magic. Magic was the key. But like all energies, magic is not limitless. And furthermore, if the Cornerian Federation (Which I see as more of a corrupt empire) has already landed their forces here, then all communications with allies on Sauria are cut off, as well as any trading routes to Venom.
Cerinia was alone in this fight against an unstoppable opponent, but that doesn't mean that this planet's many governments are going to merely sit idly by whilst their planet dies. The only other possible help we can get is either from someone on the inside, or from the Secron and Que systems, but this seemed unlikely as well.
I started to give myself a headache thinking about what seemd like impending doom. For now, staying awake, and getting to Amarde City before daylight arives were my two main concerns. Focus on the present. Keep the future in mind, but do not get sidetracked by it.
-Date: 6th Lylatian Era, 6370, June 7, 11:04, Trans-System Calendar. Location: "Zhink Mkzar" Royal Palace, Que Empire, Questros, Que System.
Mynx AKA Wivacre Bjorn Sekorov
As I walk down this long, dark brown hall of the Emperor's palace, I am greeted by smells that used to honor me. I am a used soldier. I was born to do what I do best. As I walk down these halls, I find myself surrounded by my race. All dressed in majestic black and gold robes. Every single one of them. I look down at myself, and am reminded that I too am wearing such robes. Robes that cover me, head to toe. Robes concealing my scales. Concealing my feathers. Such is the way of our religion.
I come upon a large, river-green, doorway. This is the doorway to the Emperor's lounge. He wishes to see me personally. I have been out of service for quite some time. I am more of a tool, than a person. Born to be deadly. It was all I was taught to do. The doors are opened for me. As I walk into the prescence of our Emperor, I bow my head, and join my hands, but keep my back straight. It is our way of showing respect. Normaly, we would curl our tails around our legs, but tail was removed to be more deadly. More discreet. Only an ugly, black scar remains.
I was no monk. Religion never mattered to me. Only my assignment. Do not get me wrong. I have felt my fair share of emotions. I have seen things that shake you. Your soul. I have felt loss. I have felt pain. I have felt sorrow. I have felt happiness. But sadly... overall... I was born to be the emotionless killer I am today. It was all I was taught to do.
"Welcome, Mynx. Please, come and sit." The Emperor said to me.
The Emperor was a layed back man. He was never to harsh on anybody, and he knew what was right for the Que System. We are the most technologically advanced out of the four Systems. Many thousands of years ahead of the Secron System, which is many thousands of years ahead of the Lylat System, which is many thousands of years ahead of the Zabroya System. Even with such power, the Emperor knew that violence did not solve anything. He is a simple man, really. The only issue is that we have been too passive about our power, as well as dealings with the Secron System. It is because of this that the Lylat System has become the center of political power in the Four Systems.
"My Lord. I am honored to be in your prescence once more." I said to him.
"None of that Mynx. Alright. I am not going to prance about. I am going to be straight with you." He said.
"I prefer it that way, My Lord." Said I.
"Good. Our intelligence has confirmed that the Cornerian Federation is poised to poke out the only eye of the Zabroya System." He Said. "You speak of Cerinia?" Asked I. "Indeed I do. Now. It does not take a political genius to see that this is about religion. Not power. Not greed. Religion." He said.
"What does this have to do with the Que System?" I asked him.
"Well... Someone in the Cornerian government has arranged fora total takover of their system. We are still not sure who, but it is not their leader, and it is not any one of power in that system. There is something very strange about this invasion. The Cornerian Federation now spans all of the Lylat System, excluding Venom, and Sauria, the dinosaur planet. They do not want to take over Cerinia. They wish to destroy it. Destroy it, and kill every inhabitant. Genocide." He said, taking a drink of our special alchohol called Poilka, in-between sentences.
"I still do not understand why this concerns the Que System, or the Que Empire, My Lord." Said I, a little annoyed."
"Let me finish. This... atrocity is about religion. They see the Krazoa gods, the local religion, as an affront to their christian god. Whoever arranged for this to happen... There is no reason they shouldn't come after us next. Our empire is in a state of prosperity that has not been seen for thousands of years. We must have this peace continue." He said.
"I see, My Lord. What is it you wish me to do about it?" I asked.
"Mynx. You are the finest warrior, the finest agent, the finest soldier that the Que Empire has had under it's belt in centuries. If anyone can do this... you are the person I trust to handle it. You are to go to Cerinia. You are to sabatoge any significant Cornerian offensive. You are to be undercover the whole time. We have arranged an identity for you. Mynx. You are now Wivacre Bjorn Sekorov; Questros born Zoness citizen. Inter-System ID papers have been forged. You are now a different person. I know you are the person for this job." He said. "Can you do it?" "Of course my lord. I will complete this misson." Said I
I enjoyed it when he calls me that. A person. It reminds me that I am more than a military tool. It makes me feel warmth. A feeling scarce to warriors such as myself.
"After your primary assinment is finished, whether you succeed or not, you are find out what you can about what is behind this decision. Something tells me this goes much deeper... much darker than the Cornerian government. You and I both know the other reason you are to do this. Something like this... something so evil... It cannot be done without punishment. You understand. I know. Despite that shell of rock around your soul, I see it. You know that what they are doing is wrong. I trust you. Now go!" He said.
What he said to me stayed in my mind for the rest of my life About me being a person. About my soul inside a shell of rock. He can see me. I guess that is why he is the first person I have ever... liked.
