Chapter One: Lost Destination
Part One: Celestial Sphere of Fire

-Mars Lighthouse Aerie-

Felix stood on the rim of the lighthouse well, his left arm extended over the middle of the deep abyss yawning into eternity. In his fist was a sphere burning with a fiery intensity: not a ruby, nor a mere precious gem- the Mars Star. An ominous wind rushed around him in a chaotic ecstasy of power and the sky lit up with streaks of brilliant lightning—omnipotent rulers of the heavens.

Felix hesitated as he started to loosen his grip on the fiery sphere, contemplating the consequences of his actions. I… cannot do this. In my hand I have a possible two-edged sword: the power to destroy Weyard and the power to save it and heal the damage. How can this be expected of me? How can I be the one to spread destruction over all?

Piers walked up to Felix, currently deep in thought, and laid a comforting had on Felix's shoulder, startling him. "Come on, Felix. We… we cannot fail in this. Everyone needs us to do this. You have to do this. If you cause the destruction of Weyard, se be it. You will only be hastening our deaths and relieving the planet of its suffering."

Felix could only nod as he released his death grip upon the gem to watch it fall away- its innate light a beacon in the darkest depths of the lighthouse, a beacon of hope for the depths of sorrow felt by Weyard. As he watched it fall he felt a sense of satisfaction tinged with regret leak into his mind. In what seemed like perpetuity, the ardent sphere fell down into the darkness of the well even further, gleaming exactly like a fiery star in the midst of the night sky. Its solitude seemed to engulf everyone's mind like a silent soliloquy in the night. With an ultimate flash, it sung its farewell scream. And then the chaos began.

Flashes of radiant light shot up from the depths of the tower into the darkening sky, shredding the thunder clouds overhead. A shrill scream emanated viciously and engulfed everybody's thoughts. They all backed away from the precipice as a crimson light welled up from the depths of Mars Lighthouse. An unexpected tremor shook them all and sent the bodies of the recently defeated parents rolling toward the abyss. Mia and Piers lunged to save them, but just as soon as they leaped to aid, the bodies went spilling over the edge like dolls falling into a furnace. Felix and Jenna gasped and Isaac rushed to the well, but all that they saw were their parents being consumed by the immense power surging up to them.

Felix came to his senses and threw everyone backward toward the edge—toward the ship. "Come on! We can't afford to stay another second!"

Jenna struggled against her brother's iron grip as she screamed in despair. "But our parents-"

Yelling loudly over the noise all around him, Felix tried to abate his sister's protests. "There's nothing we can do! We must get off the aerie before the power of this lighthouse kills us!" With that, Jenna gave in and broke free of Felix's grip, rushing toward the ship, beckoning the others.

Felix watched calmly as everyone boarded the ship, waiting to be sure all were safe. Then he suddenly realized something—Isaac was missing. He whirled around and ran up the aerie stairs in the opposite direction. Wind infused with fire battered him all around, and the only thing keeping him alive was his psynergic bond with the energy emitting from the finally risen sphere atop the lighthouse. As he bounded up the last few stairs, he saw Isaac standing there, bewildered. "Isaac! What are you doing!" Eliciting no response from the still figure, Felix hastened to Isaac's side and shook his shoulders violently. "Are you crazy!"

Isaac merely smiled as he looked down into his open palms, unperturbed by Felix's shaking. A mixture of awe and power was infused into his face as a red light brighter than the sphere towering above them shone in his palm. "Look… the star, it is beautiful…"

Felix, worried about Isaac's mental health from being close to this immense power, looked down into Isaac's open palms merely to placate his companion—but what he found was something that took his breath away. Sitting there seemingly content and unassuming was a fiery sphere the size of a fist, flawless and perpetual yet ever-changing. Sitting in Isaac's hands was the Mars Star.

Before Felix even had a chance to comprehend this odd occurrence, Isaac snapped back into reality and grabbed Felix's shoulder while pocketing the Mars star in his tunic. "We have to get out of here!"

Felix screamed back, attempting to be heard over the chaotic gale, "The others are on the ship! They're waiting—ah!"

An unusually strong gust threw the two off of their feet and into the air to be thrown about at the amusement of the gods. Felix looked down and fully comprehended just how powerless he was as a crushing sense of vertigo slammed into his mind. Isaac kept a tight hold of the pocket containing his precious treasure as he tried to keep the bile from rising from his stomach. Let's hope I believe in miracles—what the!

Isaac's thought process was brought to a halt as he slammed into the deck of the Lemurian ship. Jenna gasped as Isaac and Felix bounced off the deck, already unconscious, and flew straight through the door into the living quarters. Splinters of wood flew past her as she ran haphazardly over the deck. The deck kept coming out from under her feet, sending her sprawling, but soon Mia came to her aid, picking her up and quickly- but carefully- taking her into the interior of the ship. Jenna's last vision was of Mia's rushing to attend to Felix and Isaac, and soon all she saw was red.

Waves of scintillating death threatened to consume Felix as he struggled against his imminent fate. Starlight reached out to him, soothing his struggling and calling to him throughout the void. But the comfort abated as a putrid smell shattered the perfect utopia of nothing. Felix sat up and coughed violently, blood spraying onto the bleached linen. Wiping the blood off of his face with his sleeve, Felix looked around squinting against the glaring light, trying to take in his surroundings. Kraden was setting a small vial onto the bedside- smelling salts from the look of it.

"You were very lucky you know… that fall should have killed you. But somehow, you survived…" Kraden said.

Felix held a hand to his head to support it, but it slipped off because of all the blood slowly seeping from a deep cut upon his forehead. "Ugh… blood… Kraden? Where is… Isaac and… ugh… the star?"

Kraden furrowed his brow in worry. "What are you talking about, Felix? What star?" And with that statement, the ship lurched and Felix's head was pounded into the wall behind him, sending him spiraling once again into the realm of non-existence.