Author Notes: Hello, I hope you had a great holiday this year. At least I said, if they were a shit, I'm sorry and if you do not celebrate, never mind, happy holidays the same way.

Plus an X in your calendar, done in any corner stationery pen. Mato was worried, she'd promised months ago that she would not tell anyone about her condition. Although one of these days, she and her friends made the classic way to school, Mato took a few steps ahead and heard behind: - It seems that nothing is strange ... It was Kagari, could see in the corner of his look Yomi and Yuu agreeing with this statement. At that time Mato just thought, maybe the other Outherworld girls saw the moment of BRS "death" and were wondering how that would affect reality. Sometimes they would ask about some moments of their life, the greatest example, when she disappeared. Answer: When? Obviously, they made a slight sad expression and continued the previous subject without any problem occurred.

Mato did not want to hurt her friends, they might feel sorry for Rock. Because she has been "forgotten" by the person she loves the most. It was a lie, Rock went out with that woman. Zakarias Berdinazzi. That woman gave shivers down her spine, there were no colors in that woman, that outherself ... just thinking, her mouth was starting to taste bad. But inside her mind, she felt that her outherself was fine.

It had been more than three months of these bitter situations. She looked beyond the window of her room, the sky seemed to grow gray, she heard the thunder in the distance. It's best to take your clothes off the clothesline before that storm hits, otherwise your mother would turn the hood over with her.

EVERYONE HAS HIS TIME AND YOUR TURN.

For the first time in her life, she had certainly seen that vastness of water called the sea. First she heard the noise of what is called waves, but they were not very large. The sea was strangely calm. The ground here was different, sand on the beach made a strange sound with every step they took. After entering that differentiated environment, Zakarias Berdinazzi saw a goal. Two huge trees with thick and strong trunks, the expansion of their enormous roosters mingling with the cluster of green leaves increased their glorification, the dry earth of the Outherworld grew ever closer to those strange invaders.

Around them they had several "things" green, some yellow, some oranges, others could not identify so rotten that they were. Rock looked up, more of those things were stuck in the branches of those trees.

- Good, we're on time! Zakarias said with a huge smile on his face.

- Is there a time for what?"

- Before going, I wanted to eat a few well-ripened mangos ... It reminds me of these two companions.

- "Mango"? What is a mango?

The woman with the coffin took some stone from the ground, looked at it and threw it into the foliage. One of those things fell. Zakarias picked it up from the floor, handed the thing in to Rock's hands.

- Bite. It's good, do not eat the shell, okay?

He bit, chewed to enjoy the taste. Sweet, but not sweet as Chariot's macarons, smooth, soft, easy and inviting the mouth, letting the juice escape through its songs. He spat out the shell, continued to eat this "mango," really liked that. Zakarias dropped the coffin, picked up the stones on the ground, and began to stare at the more mature fruits of the two trees.

After well-picked falls, Zakarias took two knives, one for an older woman and one for the younger outherself, to peel ripe fruit. For the first time, Rock saw Zakarias without her veils. An outherself with a normal face, with a tired look, thin and thin face, white hair, very white, her color surpasses Strength's hair.

- What happened? Something wrong? Eating too much mango sometimes hurts even ...

- No, I thought of something.

- In what?

- I know an outherself who has white hair, but she's not her age.

- It means your counterpart is going to have white hair early. It's normal, no need to worry.

- I worry about her is the last thing I'll think about her.

- Are your wounds all right?"

- Yes thanks.

The silence held for long. The only things that made noise was the sea and strong wind, which in addition to the noise, began to form and accumulate several dark clouds around. Rock was worried about those formations in the sky, already Zakarias, seemed strangely at peace. The woman stood up with her veils seized by her hands and curled into her slender body, walked to sea. The sea seemed to flutter as she set her feet in the now gray water reflecting the clouds above. She called for water, was not so cold for what was expected, also said that a sea bath would do well for the mood of the younger outherself.

Rock took what could be in the way, the water was very cold though the body had already become accustomed. Too strange for herself, she found she could swim, maybe muscle memory. Rock took advantage of that moment, despite not liking the taste of the sea water after licking a wave and taking it to the beach again. Especially when Zakarias laughed madly about it. Damn woman. Floating in the middle of the area he could stand, he realized that Zakarias had seemed to look away. What happened?! She asked from a distance. Zakarias smiled and sighed looked beyond where the sea might reach.

Zakarias returned to her coffin, searched for something inside, found, and went to sea. She stayed as far as her waist, letting her ripped clothes float in the cold water, joined both hands, holding something, said a few words without any language to Rock, and threw little blue stones into the sea. She never understood Zakarias's actions a few times, she knew she was religious in a way. And began to melody with her words.

When the night dips only, in the deep silence of the stars

I write another verse by candlelight without any cruise that guides me

There is no breeze even bothering to hit the badly locked windows

In the sore creak of the stairs, there is no evil thought that runs away

I hear in the distance the piar of an owl and the bellowing of the high dawns

The night each time came to the Outherworld, the sea becoming darker as the process of nightfall. Already felt something bad in that wind that made agonizing noises never heard before. Rock stepped out of the water as he continued to hear the melody of that hoarse voice echoing all the confusion around.

The wind blows in strange swirls rolling what was so peaceful

For no one is able to chase it, shuffle and twist so many strands

Break the leaves of slender stems through thicker cracks

Peeling paint from facades

Sovereign, no one surpasses him,

I hear in the distance the piar of an owl and the bellowing of the high dawns

It was a storm coming. Through strange light in the clouds, Rock did not know what was happening. But he knew better, he felt that it was not just here that such an event was happening. At his right side, in spite of all this extraordinary confusion, he began to listen.

Far away the storm is heard, warning that it is already starting

And that smell of molten candle is taking on the corners of the city

And turns the storm into clarity

In the shade of the flooded streets, I can only sob the sidewalks.

I will wash my soul in the dirty water,

I hear in the distance an owl's chirping and the bellowing of the high dawn ...

The rain began to fall hard at once into the barren soils of Outherworld. Zakarias Berdinazzi did not seem to bother with the force of the rain on her body, the ferocity was so much that the sea did not even make a move, the rain and presence in the name of Zakarias Berdinazzi. That name turned, already knowing the image that would see. A girl looking the same age as Rock, with long black hair, black and old robes, and the same long rope earring that Zakarias Berdinazzi wore at the time.

- Grandmother ...- this girl tried to find words in her mouth. Zakarias Berdinazzi waited for her words. Until he came.

- I love you...

Such in name smiled with happiness, closed her eyes, and sank into the dark waters of the sea.

The two hurried girls entered the sea quickly, they found, they began to carry to the beach. Dropped on the wet sand floor, there was no reaction. The girl seemed to fight the tears, but she had no way against it. She grabbed hold of his body and wept.

At that moment, Black Rock Shooter knew only one thing about what had happened.

Zakarias Berdinazzi is dead.