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located in Pelobus, a part of Isles of the Black Sand, one of the many universes on RPG.

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They were everywhere. Flames, the sound of terrified woman crying out into the night, the quiet and haunting echoes of sobbing children, the voices of men who tried to protect their families… but for nothing. They would all face defeat this night and the village which had been there for over three hundred years would crumble to the ground, as though it was nothing and disappear from the pages of history. Blood would be shed; innocent men, woman and even children would be brutally and ruthlessly killed.

There weren’t meant to be any survivors that night.

And yet Emiko and Miu made it.

Dawn had arrived and the inferno from the night before was totally gone. However, smoke was still rising to the chimney and a heavy haze had laid itself over the ruins. The stench of death and rot had already started settling over the village. The bodies of the slayed were everywhere; no one had been spared. No woman, no children, not even the animals. Everything had been eradicated, everything was gone and dead. It was a terrible sight indeed, especially for a child.

A spooky silence had swept across the Floralia Village since the soldiers left and now only sound which could be heard was the crows feeding of the dead bodies on the ground. Still, it was better than the total silence which had been there before the crows arrived. It had been so silent, Emiko’s ears almost hurt because of it. She was used to having sounds around her all the time; if it wasn’t the laughter of children playing outside or the voices and noises of the people going on about their everyday life’s, or the sound of the dogs or hens, then it was her mother singing for her, or her father giving her and her siblings their normal lessons. At night she would hear the insects outside, the constant distant melody they sang, just like the birds during the day. Yes, there had always been life in this village… and now it was gone. Everything was just… gone.

A sudden sneeze, however, broke this uncomfortable silence. All the while, Emiko and her younger sister, Miu, had been cowering under their parent’s bed. They’d been lucky, because the soldiers passing through hadn’t noticed them. Even as one went into the house to see if anyone was there, the only one they had found was Emiko’s and Miu’s mother. Quickly, Emiko shut her eyes as the images of what the man had done to their poor mama flashed back through her mind. She had seen it all, and it made her feel sick to the stomach. Miu hadn’t seen, Emiko would not ever have let her younger sister experience anything like that, not even in a situation like this… so Emiko had just placed her hand over her sister’s eyes and waited until it all was over. It didn’t matter now anymore, though… because their mother was gone, dead.

Feeling so sick she thought she would throw up, Emiko looked horrified as Miu sneezed. Even if the soldiers seemed to have been gone for hours by then, the sisters still did not dare making a sound as they made their way through the destruction, stepping over dead bodies and fallen facades. The sister’s clothes were torn and their faces were dirty. Emiko’s shoulder length, pale hair was tangled totally out of order, something which would never had happened on a normal occasion. The young girl always made sure to take good care of her hair, as well as her sisters. That was what her mother and older sister had thought her, after all.

Another lump formed in her throat and she fought hard to keep back tears. She couldn’t cry, she wasn’t allowed to cry. Not with Miu there… she had to stay calm and collected, she needed to stay strong for her sister. She hadn’t cried all night, so why should she cry now?

Miu gently pulled her sisters sleeve, looking up at her in concern. “Miki?” she asked in a tiny voice. It was thick with emotion and it was obvious that Miu had cried recently. If it had been in fear or because the child knew what was going on… Emiko wasn’t quite sure of. “I-is it over now?” the younger girl asked, her voice barely more than a whisper. Her silvery white, long hair bounced slightly in the air as she glanced up at her sister. “W-will everything be alright again? Will we find m-mama and papa and Ki-Ki and Meio a-and Rashi now?” she continued, almost pleading for her sister to say yes. At least those were the emotions that flashed through her electric blue eyes.

Emiko hesitated, not wanting to lie to her sister. “I-I don’t know, Miu…” she said quietly, giving Miu’s hand a gentle squeeze as she glanced out over the chaos spreading out around them. The village would never be the same again.

“This is so sad…” Miu whispered quietly as she set her eyes on one of the corpses. She tightened her grip of her elder sister’s hand and gulped, tears filling her eyes once more. “I-I want to go home,” she whispered, her voice slightly choked with a sob, “I-I want to go home to mama now…”

Emiko bit her lip. She wanted to go home to her parents and siblings too. All she wanted was to go back home to them, and for everything to return to normal. Drawing a deep breath, she crouched down in front of her sister and gazed up at her with her strange, amber eyes. “Miu, listen to me now… we can’t go back home, don’t you remember what mama told us, Miu?” she asked, forcing her voice to remain calm and soothing, despite herself.

Miu hesitated, her tears growing larger and larger and her sobs louder by the second. She looked as though she tried to remember, but honestly couldn’t think clearly for the moment.

Emiko hugged her gently, pulling the six year old child close to her and gently running her fingers through her hair. “Do you remember, Miu?” she asked in a whisper as she pulled back and gently wiped her sister’s cheek with her thumb.

Miu’s sobs calmed ever so slightly and she tried to speak, starting to nod. “G-go… you have to go, as soon as… it all is…over…” Miu quoted her mother’s words.

Emiko nodded her head, smiling at Miu weakly, reassuringly. “Exactly…” she said softly, “so that means we have to go, no? She told us not to worry about her, didn’t she? So we have to do as mama tells us, right?” the silver haired girl asked her younger sister, who once again burst into tears but now more quietly than before. Miu's nodded her head slightly in agreement, but remained silent for a long while as they walked, just walking beside Emiko and focusing not to fall over corpses or other hindrances in the way.

Then, after a while... she suddenly stopped. Emiko did the same, slightly confused as she tilted her head. She watched Miu carefulky as the child started speaking, grasping hold of Emiko's arm and clinging to it. “Y-you will protect me, right? Always?” Miu asked tearfully, her expression as well as voice filled with fear of what the future may hold.

Without hesitation, Emiko gave a firm nod. “Always…” she said gently before giving Miu a gentle pat on the head. This wasn’t just something she was saying in order to make her younger sister calm down. This was a vow, something she swore to do, not just for Miu, but for herself too. She would do everything to protect the only one she had left. She would never let her sister come to harm. And one day, she would take revenge on those stealing her home, her family and the rest of her people from her.

“I promise…”