WANDERER ♀(⧖)

Note

*77 :: Un Fantasia Finale

*This final fantasy, 77 or just “Seven” (depending on how the title is represented), is comprised of three co-dependent storylines.

These three storylines are 7:∑ (7:Sigma), ∑xtraσrdinary Ch!ldren, and Hourglass Eternal (depicted by this symbol “⧖”)

Every piece that I write will have the title of an episode, chapter, tale, etc., along with the origin storyline.

WANDERER ♀

“I somehow found myself walking thru this vast land. It was so bizarre. One minute I’m in Jun-abril City and then the next…

I remember having this idea that demons and humans can co-exist together without trying to kill each other off. There didn’t have to be any wars or lack of food. Demons didn’t HAVE to do this shit! Just the same, humans didn’t have to fear us. I felt like they chose to kill and eat for what both sides thought was integral for their survival on this planet. But when my kin offered me some flesh from the daughter of a fallen holy man, I rejected it and got a little sick. I didn’t wanna eat people. I couldn’t just eat them. They had families. Some of them were dear friends of mine…and my kin were eating them right in front of me. ‘I couldn’t live here,’ I thought. ‘Not here.’ This everyday madness…and this hunger…They demanded me to eat the entrails…and the head of my best friend as they held her head by her once luxuriant hair.

Then this voice led me to this land.

I must’ve been wandering for days, at first, listening to the winds. But it wasn’t just a wind. Under it was a voice. A goddess of some kind. I followed and followed and followed for what seemed like months. I was tired and hungry. When I became tired after wandering about a week straight thru, I gave in and passed out on the grass. I knew I was hungry but I knew I wasn’t hallucinating either. There WAS a woman’s voice and it only spoke during the passing of the winds. I ultimately lost track of time. I slept under the moonlit skies and I arose with the rising sun, synchronously. The temperatures were optimal for both. Those days of wandering gradually began to help me to forget my old life with each passing “day”. And after about what seemed like more months, my hunger dissipated. Hydration wasn’t a problem as I continuously strolled beside a large blue body of freshwater for days. Yea, sure. I was skeptical about drinking the water. It spanned for miles, sparkling. The “wind” telling me to ‘Drink. It’s safe, my child.’ I remembered that it tasted like it was only meant for gods. I never enjoyed water THIS much. I never even took into account where this water started. My yin was already healing itself from some unknown ally that I couldn’t even see but I made it to the “other side” finally. The journey appeared to be as long as seven years but when I awoke in Jun-abril City again, afraid, NO, heartbroken, thinking that I was back where I started. I left Hell and I was here again. The tears didn’t stop for days, even after observing that I was mistaken. A kind man asked me my name and if I had eaten. It was then I realized that I somehow wandered into another J-A City in one day. I was eight years old.”

When I try to explain this story to people, I don’t think they believe me.”

-Demoness Aua, 15 YEARS OLD.  

[EXTRAS]

An Excerpt from episode 1 :: “ΣXTRAσRD!NARY CHILD, SIGMA”

[Aua’s Dreamscape]

A stunning lucid landscape is filled with an unusual breed of luminescent flowers. Lilies, archangels of uncommon hues, gazanias. These are some of the most noticeable amongst the blooms that spanned for what appeared comparable to miles amongst green and blue grasses. The miles upon miles of stunning scenery are accompanied by butterflies that seemed to blend with the colors of the vast land in such a way that made them glow with freshness with every change. Crystal clear, they were yet fluctuating to the obscure as if they knew of a presence watching them but did as they pleased nevertheless.