Capítulo 2: Prologue
In the garden of the monastery, a young girl looked up at the night sky. Her pink amethyst eyes lingered on the pure cosmos—nebulae, spanning light-years in space, twinkling stars, and the crescent silver moon.
Reaching her hand out toward the heavens, the girl blinked. "Even though they are so, so far away, my hand, despite being this close, appears almost insignificant in comparison." She clenched her chest; her silver-gray hair began to glow a faint purple light. "Even still. This is me. And all that I have," she said, smiling as the meteorite shower began.
"Sigh…"
Just as an audible sigh could be heard from behind, a girl with sky-blue eyes said, "I knew you'd be here. C'mon, I came to get you, or are you planning on celebrating the festivity alone?"
"No… I'll be there." She lightly shook her head. "I was lost in thought, is all."
And then, gazing toward the sky, a young boy stared into an abyss that barely contained any lights. All that was were tall skyscrapers and neon lights in the distance. Despite it being a moonless night, there was no heaven to look up to.
But the night wasn't as cold as the youth's golden eyes nor dark as his hair. Cinders flared, illuminating his eyes. And then, the ravaging flames took their last breath.
Leaving nothing behind, he finished what he came for—moving on as he walked on the ashes of the dead.
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