- Chapter 3 - Greediness and Death

A couple of days had passed since the tragedy. The Kings of Braha and Xion agreed to have a truce. They gathered in a neutral land, to discuss the recent events.

"Any ideas of what the hell was that?" - The King of Xion asked.

"The sky must be falling!" - exclaimed a captain from Braha.

"It clearly must be a new weapon!" - exclaimed one from Xion.

"We need to investigate Gist..." - The King of Braha said, "at least..."

"True. Even though we were at war, that kind of death was horrible" - The King of Xion said, not truly meaning it. In the inside he desired to understand and control that kind of power.

And so it was decided. A pair of small armies, one of each country, traveled to the lands of Gist. The Kings among them, as a symbol of the truce.


The young girl opened her eyes. By pure instinct she seated. Her eyes were absent, her expression dark, she was still in shock. She looked around while the tears filled her eyes.

- "Why? Why am I alive?" - she said. Chisa was her name... she was named after the planet by her parents, who were gone now.

Crying harder she clutched her hands. She felt something in her left hand. Rising it to her view she saw a crystal.

"An Obsidian?" - Unconsciously she did not let go of it.

"I am thirsty... and it is hot here..." - Still crying she stood up and walked away.


Chisa had been walking for what it seemed several hours, yet also it felt like only a few minutes. Everything around her was destruction and a calm loneliness, no doubt all was obliterated. She could not stop the tears falling from her absent red eyes. Red eyes... Chisa had them, as well as red hair, a unique combination in her world.

Chisa kept walking, passing by the side of empty armors, abandoned swords, destroyed buildings and more. Without noticing, she tightened the grip on the Obsidian Crystal. For a second the crystal glowed, like reacting to something unknown in the surroundings, but Chisa did not notice, for she was busy crying herself once again.


Meanwhile, a couple of miles away, the two small armies continued their journey to where Gist once stood. They had been traveling for several hours by now, as the meeting point had been near Gist anyways. The King of Braha watched from a small window in his own carriage.

"We are still far away... but I can already see the destruction" - he exclaimed.

"This is even worst that what the messenger said" - commented the Counselor, also watching the destruction.

"Counselor, get the men ready, if they find anything that could tell us if this is the outcome of a weapon from a 4th party, I want that power!" - The King firmly stated.

"It will be done My Lord!" - The Counselor said, enjoying himself, for he wanted that power too.

Ironically, a similar conversation was being held in the other carriage. So much for the truce. Greediness took over the two kings.

Both Counselors stepped down from their carriages and gave the orders to their respective captains. Then, as if still respecting the truce, they each took a horse and walked side by side, ignoring the similar intentions of the other, their greediness blinded them.


"This is horrible" - The Counselor of Xion said, coming to a halt. Everyone else soon came to a halt. In front of them lied many dead bodies. Some were simply lying there, the luckiest of them all, others were burned down, or even mutilated. And they have not even reached Gist. The shockwave has caused this deaths.

After some minutes both Kings ordered to continue the journey, wanting now, even more, this "weapon".


The Counselors had returned to their own carriages, leaving the soldiers to lead the way.

"Stop acting so cowardly!" - The King of Xion told his Counselor, for he was still shaking after having watched the corpses.

"Yes, sorry My Lord".

They had already entered Gist lands, when the soldiers informed a new frightening discovery: Full suits of armor... empty. Some were simply lying on the land, other were standing up, as if they had been left as a decoration. Such ideas was soon forgotten when a soldier approached one.

"Agghh!!" - He screamed. "It is hot!!".

Indeed it was, for if he had not had his gloves on, he would had burn himself. Even through the armor he felt its elevated temperature. The armor fell backward, its helmet left the body, revealing a skull, which almost instantly became dust. A shocking view for the near soldiers.


Despite the pleads of some soldiers, the armies continued their path. The Counselors had not really believed the words of the soldiers, so they gave the order to continue.

For a third time they came to a halt. A fog was in front of them, but it was not the reason for their halt.

"Sir" - a knight approached the Braha Counselor. "We can not go on, it is too hot already, and the area on the fog seems hotter".

The Counselor went to check, sweating madly. Indeed, continuing would be suicidal, and they could not allow themselves to lose soldiers, in case Xion tried something. This were the same thoughts of the Xion Counselor.

When they were heading back to the carriages, they were stopped by a scream.

"Look!!, someone is in there!!" - A shocked soldier said.

In the thickness of the fog a silhouette could be seen. It seemed like a young girl. Stepping out of the fog, Chisa stood in front of the soldiers.

"Water..." - She pleaded falling to her kness.


- Several hours later -

After getting away from the extreme heat, the armies had setup a small camp to pass the night. Chisa was sleeping soundly inside of one of the tents. The soldiers had been surprised to see her coming out of the fog, yet one of them gave her water. After drinking a couple of liters she passed out. Her tent was being guarded by one guard of each army.

Meanwhile a reunion between the Kings and their Counselors was being held in a nearby tent.

"Give us the report on the girl" - The Braha King ordered his Counselor.

"She seems fine. She just lost consciousness. She is currently sleeping in the next tent" - He replied.

"If she is here, there must be other survivors. Plus, her presence tells us it must not be dangerous to go on" - The Xion Counselor said, recovering his guts. Inside of him he also felt relieved, cause he would be able to get near the "weapon".

"Then shall we proceed?" - The Xion King asked his similar.

"I think it would be better to send a scout team first thing in the morning" - The Braha King said. He wanted to be sure, and if they were to lose men, then Xion had to lose the same amount.

"Good by me" . The other King said.

"Then let us send our counselors to gather a team".


"Where am I?" - Chisa thought, seeing she was in a dark place.

"Do not worry. You are in a safe place Chisa". A voice replied.

"Who are you??" - She questioned calmly.

"I am you".

A young woman who resembled Chisa stood before her.