Apodeictic Intention, Threat to Raume
Intro: Far from the sight, beyond the ocean, into the orange sky, a lizard-like creature, with bat wings, is soaring in the air. Beyond the scenery barred by the sea is the lifeless infertile land, lurked by a huge moving mountain-like creature.
What is this place? has thought by Jaino.
Nearby, a woman smiles. She is standing on the white sand, while the waves of blue salty water repeatedly move back and forth across her feet. The sea breeze and sunset polish her smile. She speaks, "The world will come to its end if that will evolve again. Are you sure you can't slay it?"
And a voice replies that Jaino recognizes, "How many years had passed since we'd spoken again. Woman, you seek death but you're afraid by this tempest. You're afraid that your conscience will remain within its existence and you'll lose your grasp with yourself.
"I will repeat. I no longer I as it was before that I've forgotten when. I can't hurt even a tiny vile little thing.
"I halted the war between the winged one and frezar. The land and sea must join the fight. They mustn't left behind. The unity after this long battle shall cleanse the land. That is what I pursue."
The woman speaks, "Does it mean... involving me?"
"You woman do not belong this place. Your very existence must find it."
—End of Intro.
Twitters of birds onto this cold morning awaken this Jaino, on each move he does, he groans in pain. His eyelids are hard to lift. Added by his heavy head with a little bit move will tilt and twirl his world. Pain from his stress body and bandaged wounded limbs has made him hesitate for a forceful movements.
And his spirit of dark speaks, By the way, don't think that I am a girl. We spirits are genderless.
Oh... Shut up... has replied by Jaino. He seems familiar to the bed that he has lying in. He moves to flip himself and tries to rise his body. He wants to open his eyes. Still, his eyelids are hard to lift. His hand lands to someone's soft stomach and a woman yawns. He retorts his hand quickly and he recognizes the voice. It's Criselia. He rolls to the other side. Unfortunately he falls face down in the floor.
Seriously, why's so afraid of my previous master, has said by Jaino's spirit, a spirit of dark.
Do you even need to ask? Who the hell would want to sleep with that ancient lady?
You're rude. She's quite gorgeous, right? Oh, you're blushing.
I'm not! He hears Criselia's long yawns and she speaks,
"What was that Jaino? Huh, where are you?"
Somehow this Jaino can't reply and wants to cry. Despite of the pain, he endures the embarrassing situation and lies in the floor. He pretends asleep. He hears the nearing movement in the bed. "Huh? Hey, Jaino, why are you sleeping on the floor?" has asked by Criselia.
"Can't you— Ugh, can't you just get it?"
"My intuition was right. You're awake. Did you just fall from the bed?"
"Ah, this woman! Criselia, help me already."
She yawns as she speaks, "Help you for what?"
"Stand."
"There must be a compensation."
"I told you—" He tries to stand, but his arms are in pain and lack of strength. He falls down again. "Argh... please, help me already."
