Few people knew about her, she was just a common girl that made her living by gathering flowers and herbs in order to exchange them for money to different merchants around Moon Capital, Lunè.
But that suddenly changed.
Her hair was one of a kind, bright silver with curly red streaks.
The eyes like her red streaks, a bright red like a ruby.
Small fingers and a small silhouette, but perfectly for her young age. A light white dress with silver straps that looked astonishing with her hair. Small pearls of the same color on her bodice, a dark red. A white hemline and golden cuff that let you to see what's behind it. Many people often stopped by to view her beauty and innocence, in their eyes she was a small girl that should be protected by the cruelty of different individuals in the capitals, nobles and slave trafficking.
She was devoted to make people happy with her bright smile and honest joyfulness.
But one day, her smile and joy vanished – like a heavy weight falling into the abyss deepness.
It was a sunny day. The girl had just finished her work and moved toward the main street to buy groceries. On her way, she passed by multiple knights.
Weren't there too many? the girl thought.
"What are you doing alone at this hour, young girl?" one knight stopped her and asked.
"Uhm, the sun is still up, and I'm just going to buy some groceries for my family," she replied.
"Hey, let her go," another knight stepped in. "She's the girl who helps our merchants."
"The King ordered us to tell people that they should stay indoors," he replied.
"I understand, but you shouldn't forcefully grab someone's hand — especially a young person."
"Tch."
With that, the knight released the girl's hand and left.
"I apologize in the name of the Moon Knights for his behavior, young girl," the second knight bowed.
"It's fine. There's no need to bow in front of a young girl," she replied with a smile.
"Thank you very much for your understanding, but as my colleague said — our King told us to advise people to stay home."
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear about that."
"It's fine, you don't need to worry about it. Just go straight home," the knight told her gently.
"If I may… did something happen for the King to give such an order?" she asked.
The girl was right — receiving an order like this from the King could only mean one thing.
"The Unbound by Time will arrive," the kind knight replied.
Unbound by Time? The girl wondered.
"You like books, young girl?" He bent down slightly and gently reached for her hand.
"I've read quite a few," she replied.
"Do you know about the first little Fairy?"
"The Fairy that gained its own Sanctuary for its kind?" she asked.
"Indeed. The only kindred that met the Old Gods and received special treatment."
"Special treatment?" The girl looked confused.
"Yes."
"I wouldn't call it special treatment — rather, a fair request fulfilled."
The knight's face changed dramatically.
"A-ah…" she quietly showed her discomfort as the knight slowly tightened his grip on her hand.
"A-ah, I'm sorry," he released her hand. "You will understand when you grow up."
With that, the knight raised his hand and secretly chanted a spell.
"Continue your groceries tomorrow, little girl. Please go home before you find yourself in a dangerous situation."
"Thank you, Mister Knight." She bowed to show respect and started walking back toward her home.
The King was right. Today was the last day of the month without a small gap in their memories — hinting that the fairies had not yet ascended into the mortal world.
But what made this alarming wasn't the fact that the day would come today — it was the fact that the fairies hadn't walked the mortal world for a decade.
Why would he call it special treatment… she thought while walking.
It's not like the little fairy chose to be alone…
She passed by multiple small buildings, each with their curtains drawn over the windows.
It felt like a scene from a war zone, where people hid inside their houses in order not to be caught. Even then, they weren't one hundred percent safe.
The girl kept moving. Without further delay, she finally reached her home.
"Wh-why is th-this happening…?" Tears started to fall from the young girl's eyes.
…
There was no sign of a fight, no sign of collapse, no smoke from burning buildings, no screams from the people who had lived there, no sign of help from the Knights or the Nation's Mages — and no sign of mercy.
Normally, it would require an army to attack a noble family because of their advanced Mages and Swordsmen. The family was renowned as the first and strongest in the Moon Nation — one of the top tiers on the continent — known as Moon Slayer.
Even with their power, the young girl saw its complete destruction. Every building was reduced to dust. Each member was nowhere to be seen. Their flag had vanished.
"Why… why wo-would you do that?" She felt pain. She thought that something could have been different if it weren't for her job.
"What if I stayed home?!" she wondered. "What if I could have aided them with my magic?" she cried.
"It's truly a stupid masquerade." A man's voice echoed.
"What if? Nothing would change, young girl," the man stated.
Her gaze remained lowered. She stared at the ground while questioning herself. Even after he answered a question meant only for herself, she did not look up.
"You didn't have to take everyone's life. You didn't have to take everything from them."
"Ah…" His irritation was clear.
"Why is this always happening?" She clutched herself, as if trying to keep her body from breaking apart.
"Are you done?" he asked.
"Nina… Yuke… Sera…" The names of her family — the people she saw every morning. The people who embraced her. The people she had grown up with.
"Aren't you supposed to…" She slowly raised her gaze toward the voice. "Supposed to protect?!"
"Tch… that's what I'm doing." He sounded offended by her words.
"You protect by killing innocent people?!"
"It's not like you would ever understand. This must happen in order to destroy that monster." With that, the man vanished.
Where did he go? she wondered.
She tried to stand, but in vain — her legs had no strength.
"Tearsky," the man whispered into her ear.
"Wh–wha—"
His word felt heavy. Her body suddenly collapsed to the ground.
"That's the spell I used to destroy this settlement. But don't worry — they felt no pain." As he spoke, he stepped in front of her, leaned down, and lifted her chin.
"I do wonder one thing. How can you keep your consciousness intact while I'm using my magic?" He sounded genuinely intrigued.
"Fleur-de-lis."
In a blink, the man stepped back, teleporting several meters away.
"It seems you still love flowers, Myiar." His presence grew heavier.
Myiar slowly tried to rise. Her head lifted. Her gaze locked onto him.
"I-I wi-wish I could ha-hate them…" Her voice broke. Her breathing was uneven.
"Pulsar," he chanted.
A small light shot toward her — but scattered before reaching its target.
"Who would have thought a single knight could cast a barrier strong enough to stop my light?"
"Bluebell." She cast a spell that nullified the heavy air surrounding her.
"You may want to hate them, but those powers mean more than this fake family."
"You will never under—"
The air stopped reaching her lungs.
"This time, I wish you a beautiful slumber. Mesmerizing — like the moon you tried to protect."
A small needle pierced through her chest. The man's sword glowed crimson.
"A-all you do… is ju-just watch…" Her voice grew faint, slowly fading into silence.