Orbs, Books And A Little Girl

Veronica grew more impatient than usual. During the whole year, she and her great big army had Askr against on the horns of a dilemma. The riches and minerals stolen during her conquests had raised the morale of her nation and increased the economy and glory of Embla just as her father had wanted it to be. But now Askr began to recover the control of their territories and that stupid cursed summoner had foiled the conquest of the last two worlds she needed to rule.

A worse situation was the heroes didn't seem to understand they had no option rather than follow her orders if they wanted to preserve their miserable lives. She had already needed to shatter seven voodoo dolls and therefore to bury what was after that nothing but useless corps. But she knew the number of rebel heroes would increase and their heads would roll around the castle. Soon or late that was going to happen.

She still needed them to have total control of the worlds... due that, she needed, ironically, total control over the heroes' will. Her black mages made some progress but to manipulate the entire spirit of any human being was very hard and complex. They were already able to erase some memories and that was enough by the moment.

Her eyes didn't show any sign of surprise when her soldiers opened the doors of the throne room bringing another hero chained up. A red-haired mercenary from the world of Awakening. Veronica didn't say anything. She just squeezed the doll that represented that heroine until the girl. The mercenary screamed as her heart was heavily crushed and compressed until her voice became as silent as the wind and she fell with her eyes still very opened.

Veronica sighed in frustration and looked away. "Take this thing out of my sight."


Even though his mind still was very confused about the nature of the parallel universe. Relaxing and reflecting on the subject. Kiran came to the conclusion that must have been so obvious respect Breidablik.

He got summoned because he belonged to a time period and world where almost everybody knew to shoot a gun. It was logical to think the first Askarian king supposed that it was possible that, as more generations appeared and the old ones disappeared, the language which was used to write the diary would be forgotten. It took him days to determine how to shoot. But who knew if it was necessary someone that understood the mechanism instantly?

It a so obvious answer that the Mexican hit his head against the wall of his room five times for taking too much time to deduce it.

At least causing damage to his head recalled him he hadn't analyzed the orbs with his new microscope... yes! he was a pendejo!

Strangely, looking at the tiny spheres like that proved to be similar to observing a planetary nebula... something that made him think they, indeed, looked hella a lot like materias from the universe of FF7. Although Kiran could claim the "nebula" moved a little after some minutes, he guessed it must be the power of the Askarian family inside the orbs.

How much energy it was? what would happen if while creating one more or less energy than what was necessary was introduced into the gem? How did those quantum powers work in the first place?

He drew his observations and wrote down some details. When he was sure he couldn't get more information, he sighed and laid on his chair and scratched his eyes while closing his eyes. He rested a little. Then he paid attention to his special book again. During the process, he realized maybe he would need to write more than a single book considering how big the first one was getting. If that was the case he knew that the covers must be burgundy, with two gold lines on its spine and the four corners being gold, too. Finally, it was really necessary they had golden hands with numbers in the middle.

Maybe considering he was ambidextrous the first one would display his left hand, the second one the right hand and if there was a third one, the left hand again, and so on.

He really laughed a lot when he thought about it.

Of course, as the time passed he got even more hungry than he already was during his training with the Master Sword, or how he preferred to call it: La Espada Maestra. Because for locals, it would sound more fantastic and probably less pretentious.

He did go to the dining room at that time. But Kiran barely interacted with others. He was more focused on eating but he occasionally raised his eyes to see a few funny situations. Like, for example, Kagero slapping Virion so strongly that he fell from his chair. Corrin feeding Fay as if a tiny five years old girl she was... technically she was still a little girl but Fay was very older than him... if that they claimed about manaketes was true. Shanna, Sharena, and Lilina having a conversation about... about something, he was too away to actually hear them. Florina and Nino were talking, too. Anna counting the money she got from the bikes, chalkboards, and even the compass. He didn't notice the fact Roy looked at him with surprise due to the insane amount of sauce Kiran had on his food. Which to Kiran that was nothing but delicious, in part due to his experience of eating Takis Fuego bathed in Valentina black label hot sauce. Ephraim and Alfonse would have asked why he was also drinking coffee but they had already understood Kiran had an indestructible stomach and tongue.


The next day Anna informed that some materials to generate new orbs finally were delivered to the castle. The gems were tsavorite and spinels. Kiran wasn't sure if there was a difference if green, red and blue orbs had any other difference besides their colors. But it was worth discovering it. The process to transform the gems into orbs required 95.25g/0.20lb of that gem according to the book and what he measured regarding the real orbs he had. He decided to start with the spinels. To cut the gems to get the necessary amount wasn't exactly easy... but not impossible.

Kiran placed the pieces of the gem now transformed into a tiny sphere on a tiny cauldron. Alfonse, knowing it was his turn, extended his arm, touching the sphere.

Alfonse closed his eyes as the energy flowed through his hand. The orb shone. The "silver" light continued for some seconds until Alfonse had introduced the energy.

Kiran grabbed the new red orb, looking at it with curiosity.

"Did it work?" asked Alfonse expectantly.

"Before I test it. I want to analyze it." responded the summoner. Placing the orb on the table and watching through the microscope.

Everything was similar to the blue and green orbs but in red. The "nebula" wasn't equal, of course. But Kiran didn't notice something really relevant to be considered. It was just a palette swap.

Then he loaded his gun. He was about to shoot until he remembered he was inside a room that wasn't exactly big. "Let's try outside."

The prince nodded and began to walk, too.

Once they were at the castle courtyard. Kiran summoned with the green orb. The space-continuum portal appeared once more.

And then finally happened what Kiran guessed could happen every time he tried to summon... He had been lucky to summon only heroes the previous times... but now, a little blue-haired girl dressed in white was in front of him, clearly confused and scared. Alfonse seemed as worried as him.

Kiran tried to extend his arm to poke her and get her attention. But at the very moment, he did that the blue-white girl immediately backed off and stumbled.

"W-w-w-w-who a-a-a-re you?" Her voice displayed nothing but fear. Even an earthquake wouldn't make a building shake as much as the little girl did.

Kiran gave a tiny compassionate smile as he offered her his hand. "I-I am Kiran... um... just... um... um... I-I'm not going to hurt you, okay?"

The girl didn't answer, she just stared at him, it was obvious she didn't trust him. When Kiran tried to get near. The girl ran away fastly.

"Ay wey... (damn)" Kiran scratched his hair. Then he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"We gotta follow her, we don't want her to get in trouble with the guards," said Alfonse.

Kiran made a confirmation noise and nodded. They chased the girl.


The blue-white girl didn't understand what had happened. She had bent to touch that red sphere she saw and suddenly she became blind for some seconds and now she was in an unknown place. Her escape got interrupted when she turned the corner she saw two soldiers that wore golden and white armors. They noticed her presence due to the fact she gasped. She ran in another direction but even no matter where she went, there were guards. Her tiny legs couldn't keep up escaping and finally one of those men grabbed her. She yelled, but her voice got muted when one of those guards placed his hand on her mouth.

"How did she get here?"

"Honestly I don't have an idea."

"We saw her coming from the courtyard... maybe there's a hole that allowed her to cross the wall?"

Their talking was interrupted a little when they heard the girl crying.

"Anyway, we should get her out of here and look for her mother."

"I don't think we have any other option left. But let's not forget about checking the wall."

"WAIT!"

The soldiers turned to see the prince Alfonse and the "Hero" Of The Legend running towards them.

"P-P-prince Alfonse, sir Kiran!" All they stood straight and hailed them.

Alfonse and Kiran sighed in relief when they saw the blue-haired girl was... fine... technically speaking, by that moment her little cute face was ruined due to the tears.

"Do-do not do anything to her..." said Kiran.

"Sir Kiran, yo-you know her?" asked the soldier who held the girl.

"Y-yeah... you see... I was creating more objects to summon heroes, and I succeeded. The thing is... I summoned her instead of a... well, a hero." Kiran gave a nervous smile, as if he himself was a little kid trying to explain how he broke a pot.

"I can confirm that." Alfonse nodded.

"Just gave her to me, I will send her back home." smiled Kiran.

The soldier scratched his forehead. "I see."

Once the guards left to go back to work. Kiran hugged the little girl and combed her blue hair. "It's okay... it's okay, don't worry."

Alfonse crossed his arms, smiled, and waited until Kiran managed to relax her... in part he actually did it because he tickled her a little

Kiran gave the biggest smile he could, he needed the girl to trust him "What's your name? pequeñita"

"P-peque...ñita?"

"Little girl."

She still didn't feel very comfortable... but none person had treated her this good since a lot of time ago... she inclined her face a little and answered.

"A-Azura..."


Azurita...

Maybe you wonder something.

Why Kiran is not displaying he doubts all this is real even though I write scenes about that and instead he's acting just as normal?

He does not show it because the very fact he does not know if that universe is real makes him reflect this: Well... if all those people are real... they deserve to be treated as real people... just in case.

Of course, in the version of the reality of this story. Both universes are real. But since he has no access to that knowledge. I must make him be like that.

Due to the fact red, blue, green, and grey orbs summoning a specific type of hero with a specific kind of weapon is just a game mechanic. Here the orbs don't really follow a logic like that. Even if they did I'd probably write they have more probabilities to appear in certain environments depending on the color (hot places for red ones, damp places for blue ones and etc). I actually never mentioned what color were the orbs that summoned the first five heroes of the story. The only orb that has a specific place to appear is the yellow one that used to contain Breidablik and summoned Kiran (I updated the first chapter with more content time ago).

Honestly, I need to be able to come up with better titles for the new chapters I release...

By the way, do you like my new avatar image? It's Kiran with the Master Sword... it's not the best drawing of the universe but it was drawn by the only friend who wouldn't charge me for it. Of course, I dream of having a better drawing with anime style, colored and all that stuff but I don't have currently money to pay for it.

Perhaps someone of you is thinking: He's saying that so one of us will draw it for free.

The answer is: No! Any possible artist in the audience is not obligated to do it. It's not necessary. None here has the duty to draw anything.

Time to answer reviews:

Guest:

Okay XD, that's a funny review.

Anyway... any grammar error or something?