The ray of blinding light peeking through an old glass window woke me up as it reminded me of a good thing that would happen this very day. It's been a while. A season or more had pass, yet the bond may be loose but rigid as a metal silk. It may be separated by chance but gathered when called upon. One is fiery, fierce and courageous. The other one was vibrant, joyful and interactive. While the last, was somehow cold, deep and isolated. However, they perfectly complement each other. Adjacent as the primary colors of red, yellow and blue, respectively. They were a product of yesterday. Although there's a saying that, "the new waves pushes harder than that of the former waves," they have never ever backed off from their origin. Together, they conquered different obstacles. Until one day, destruction falls upon. All matters even the smallest particles collapsed to form a boundless void that devours all that surrounds it. How to deal with it? What was already done has been done! But, would they let bygones be bygones? Or bygones be eliminated from where it began? ~•~ Ps. This story was inspired from the work of Tang Jia San Shao entitled Douluo Dalu also known as Douluo Continent or Soul Land. Like his works, I would like to develop an illusory world where possibilities lie in our own imaginations.