It was dark, really dark, as dark as the abyss, For some, no, many people, Their lives have ended, falling into an eternal slumber, never waking up to walk the world again, The entire universe was in shambles, Planets broken in pieces, pieces of them floating around the silent space slowly, Galaxies shattered into glitter, illuminating the dark space with light, with little beams of lights, as if, Hope was still there.
On one of these dilapidated planets, A young man was lying on the brown ground of the planet. His body was crushed under huge boulders, and he didn't have the strength to get out. It seems like it's over for him, but there were still a few breaths left in him to take in the final moments of his life.
He had never thought that his life would end in this way. His dark green hair had been drenched in crimson red blood, most likely his. He looked up at the black sky of the planet, since the atmosphere of the planet was already destroyed, there was no scattering of light.
His entire life was flashing in front of his eyes right now. He remembered his childhood, His rude father, His caring mother, His great friends, His annoying sister, and his lovely wife and son. They are all currently in Lumenia. It is the only place that was not destroyed, according to the intel he got.
A smile crept across his bloody face, That was a happy smile, hiding regrets, He was proud that he was able to fight in this war and contribute, even if it was just a little, now, He felt happiness from the assurance that his family and the coming generation can live a happy life, He felt regret in not being able to live and come back as he had promised.
He used all the strength in his body and got his right hand out from under the boulder and raised it high, as if he wanted to capture the sky on top of him. With that, He said his last words,
"Long live...Lumenia." His voice was like a whisper, only being audible to him. With that, His eyes lost all the lustre of life. His hand fell back on the ground. The life of a loving father, a caring brother, a grateful son, and a cheerful husband ended.
He was, though, one of the lucky ones who were able to get a peaceful end. There were many whose death was so sudden, they couldn't even process it; their bodies floating around in the silent universe. Some died long and painful, gruesome deaths, and even blood was painted on some planets. The war was truly bloody.
In the centre of the universe, Many living figures could be seen, with their own distinctions, they were in their own small groups and floating around a huge horizontal golden sphere at the centre of the universe, From the huge golden sphere, three golden ropes stretched out to the end of the universe, They were so long, their ends couldn't be seen.
All the living beings that were still living were staring at the sphere that was filled with golden specks, raining down as if someone had thrown glitter at them for a Christmas celebration, with fear and alertness in their eyes. They were ready to fight or flee given the situation. They were all panting and sweating, clearly tired.
After a while, all the specks settled down and disappeared among the sphere. Soon, even the sphere, the ropes disappeared and became an illusion of the past. Only then, everyone seemed to relax.
From the group with 9 people that was in the south-east of the sphere, A tall, young, and handsome man with shiny Egyptian blue hair and sky blue eyes looked up to his left and right and asked with a commanding voice as he raised his right arm,
"Now that He is dead, shall we consider the war to end? If you all decide to continue fighting, I will comply. But if we do that, then the only outcome will be the death of all of us and the end of the universe. So choose wisely."
The group that was on the southeast side of the golden sphere was dazzling, their skin was white and shining, with beautiful wings of all colours adorning their back, they all looked as if they were perfect beings that had walked out of someone's imagination. Their condition, despite being injured, was still good. They looked as if they were angels.
A black-winged angel turned to face the blue-eyed man and replied, "We have suffered way too many casualties in this war. We do not wish to fight further."
The group that was in the north-east part of the was armed with Gundams, Mechas and advanced weaponry, they still looked threatening despite having many broken and damages to their weaponry, A man with black hair and light purple eyes got out from his Gundam, His entire body was sparking with purple lighting at random places as black cubes float around his body, His expression seemed to be of anger, He opened his mouth and gave his answer to the other two group,
"I also do not wish to carry on this war anymore. It seems like we are all in agreement, so let- Huh!"
The man stopped speaking when he noticed something. The other two groups also did, and as their eyes widened and they all got ready to fight, the golden sphere had formed again!
Within the golden sphere, the golden specks rose and collected into three flames of different colours. The leftmost flame was a light blue one with white particles floating in it. The middle flame was a golden flame. The rightmost flame was light purple with violet sparks sparking around the flame. Everyone witnessing this scene was obviously confused.
From the first group, A beautiful woman with long dark purple hair and eyes, raised her right hand and put them in a flicking position and was ready to destroy the flames in one attack but the man blue eyes signaled her not to, making the woman clearly upset, However, Before they can bicker or think of anything else, The light blue flame leapt up and formed a blue wall around the south west side of the universe, covering the east and south side of the universe, In the next instant, The golden flame also leapt up and formed a golden wall around the north and south part of the universe, covering half the universe, The light purple flame did the same and covered the north and east part of the universe, making a similar wall, In just an instant, All the three groups were in their own region.
They felt much stronger and peaceful, as if their condition and strength had been boosted, their healing turned rapid, and all their injuries were healed except the major ones.
They were all confused but didn't bother making any theories, the leader of the third group asked a member to cross the purple wall and enter the blue wall region, The other two group let him and enter the other side, the moment he did, He felt a huge pressure on his back, as if someone is pressing his back, His healing was being interrupted, He raised his gun and shooted a purple energy bullet from his gun, He noticed that not only his but his weapons strength was lowered too, He immediately returned to his region the moment he did all his leader told him to do, relieve hit him the moment he was in his region.
The black-winged angel laughed and commented, "It seems 'He' has left a last gift for us to perhaps stop fighting until the next time."
Soon, from above, golden specks of dust started to fall and were absorbed by all their planets, galaxies, and living beings that were living, giving them life again. Most of the specks were absorbed, while some were not and were left stranded.
The three groups sent their envoys to talk and negotiate, and get the bodies of their soldiers back, and all the other diplomatic matters. It was something that was left to the envoys. The blue-haired man finally let out a sigh of relief and got ready to return to Lumenia.
He noticed that one of the group members was missing. He looked around and saw the missing person near the edge of the blue wall, looking down at where the sphere used to be.
The person who was floating near the edge had pink hair and rose pink, He wore a skin tight pink bodysuit with a built ion tool belt and gloves and boots, He was staring down at the darkness, into the void, He felt as if the void was staring back at him, He put his left hand ion his left pocket and took out a golden speck of dust that wasn't absorbed and stared at it, it was nothing different from a normal glitter but something about it felt different, he took a sigh and threw the speck down, He watched the speck fall until it was no longer visible, It's light was devoured by the void.
Feeling a tap on his left shoulder, He looked back and saw the blue-haired man smiling back at him, "Hey Eric, it's no time to be staring in the void, let's go back to Lumenia, you have many plans to make."
Eric removed his hand from his shoulder as a gentle smile crept up on his face. "You are right, we should head back, said Sashiro." Eric paused as he glanced down before looking up and asking, "What will you do after returning?"
Sashiro put his left hand on his chin and thought for a second before answering, "I will help Adrian rebuild Lumenia, get married, have kids, live a happy life, grow old, and die just a while after hiding my inheritance."
"I hope to do the same."
...
In a rented Apartment, Khamovniki District, Moscow, Russia
It was a rainy night, and the air was cold and chilling. Everyone in the city was sleeping soundly after a day of hard work, and it was the same for the couple in room 003, which was on the ground floor of Lux Apartments.
The door and window of the bedroom were shut closed and Eric Heisenberg was sleeping with his back facing the bed when he suddenly got a vision. In the vision, he saw the Eiffel Tower.
His closed eyes slowly opened as he woke up and sat up. The room was so quiet he could clearly hear the tap-tap sounds of the rain on the glass surface of the window, and occasionally he would hear the sounds of cars and bikes passing by, their headlights reflecting in the darkness of the room.
He looked around and saw that it was raining outside the window. The room was mostly dark, and only after some time did his eyes adapt to the dark, and he could see the things around him a little. He looked at the dressing table where some makeup and skin care products were put in a mess and whispered to himself slowly in a dazed tone,
"So Paris is our next destination."
He looked to his left and saw a woman on the other edge of the bed. She was sleeping with her back facing him. She had Kelly green hair, and her black eyelashes were thick and beautiful, and her black eyebrows were thin and long. She had white skin colour and her facial contours were soft and delicate.
She was very beautiful and gave off a vulnerable vibe while sleeping. It was his wife, Ruby Whiteheart. Eric took a glance at her and looked away, and looked to his right, where there was a table with drawers. In it, they kept their identification cards and a gun, and some money. The daily needed things like scissors, a pen, paper, a hair dryer, an iron, some clothes, and other useful stuff were put in there.
Eric, who has pink hair and short-length bangs on his right side, hides his right eye and reaches down to his cheeks. His left eye was the same pink colour as his hair. His left pink eye was glowing in the dark, so glowing that it was easy to see him in the dark, and would make one amazed and shocked that his eye glowed.
However, this was nothing special to him. It may have been in the past, but he had already accepted his glowing eyes and gotten over their specialness. He slowly removed the blanket from his legs and got up silently so as not to make Ruby wake up. He was wearing loose black pajamas. They made him sleep comfortably. He got up and slowly and silently opened the door so as not to make any sound. He turned left and walked silently to the bathroom, which was at the end of the short hallway. He stood in front of the bathroom's white door.
He put his hand on the doorknob knob and, before entering, he looked out the window that was beside him. He saw drops of water flowing down the glass surface of the window and outside. Cars were parked, and no one was on the streets. Occasionally, some cars drove by. Eric's reflection could be clearly seen on the window.
He turned his head straight and entered the bathroom. There was a bathtub and a shower to bathe there with hot water, and it was mostly cold in Moscow.
He walked straight up to the sink and placed his hands on the edges, and looked in the mirror. His reflection in the mirror was clear, and his pink hair, left eye, and right bang were clear.
Eric started the tap and washed his hands. His breathing suddenly fastened, and his forehead got covered in cold sweat. He splashed water on his face and looked back in the mirror. He used his right hand to put aside his right bang and put his hand on his right cheek. His right rose-pink eye was also glowing faintly in the light. His reflection was clear in the mirror; however, in the reflection of his heterochromic pink eyes, we saw that on the surface of the mirror, there was no reflection of him. There was his reflection, but he just couldn't see it.
He closed his eyes for a few seconds, then opened them again. Both of his eyes were rose pink now. A gentle but creepy smile crept up on his face as he looked back in the mirror, and slowly opened his mouth and said,
"The memories are coming back."