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Rated: 13+ · Fiction · Mystery · #1594925
Flashback.
Fortress



"Rekindled faith"



Phase 2



Intense? No. The fuel ignites my soul. My passion is their destruction. The tranquilness of the forest rots at my feet. I am light. I will be their beacon of hope. Heh, I guess I am intense.



"I...Impossible!"



"What the hell is going on!?"



"I don't know but my phone isn't working."



"It was directed towards everyone genius."



"It's the end I tell you... THE END!"



"Shut the hell up!"



"You can say that again."



"We're doomed!"



"I'm so afraid."



"Everyone just stay calm."



"No!"



"I just wanted to apologize..."



"I'm sure there's a resonable explanation for all of this."



"I want my mommy."



...



What a pitiful sight.Where is the unity? The bonds? Why must hostility prevail? Don't they understand? Is this what you wanted to prove Elusica? Back then I took it for a joke, but I never dreamed it would be the actual truth. 



Flashback



I remember...



The sun. The tension. The aroma. The sight. My sight. My catalyst.



I remember...



The fields were not green, but red instead. Fire had consumed thousands, yet the enemy kept advancing.



Why? Why commit suicide? What about the future? Wh--



"Stay focused."



I remember...



Elusica.



"It's a little to late for quivering."



"I..."



"Heh, I don't understand it neither, but this is a sight we'll never see back home."



I remember...



I laughed. I actually laughed.



I remember...



That was the first time I truly desired the rain.




...



"I know for a fact this storm is not normal, so I say we take a trip to the Councils office. I'm positive they'll have answers"



"I agree."



"Fine."



"Ok."



"Good idea."



"Will I see my mom again?"



"Sure sweety."



"Let's do it!"



"Alright I'm in."



"I wasn't worried anyway."



"Uhhu."



"I wasn't!"



"Here's the plan-- Hey! Are you coming too?"



I...Impossible. Unity in a place like this. Is this fate? What are the chances of me remembering that day? Hahaha, Elusica, it seems we both were wrong. Maybe this city will not fall.



"Well? Clocks o tickin."



"Heh, as long as this rain falls upon this city I will be your bow and arrow."



End of Phase 2






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