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No…no no no no…this couldn’t be happening…This shouldn’t have-
…Storminghell was supposed to die. Not Davarit. Storminghell.
Ughhh.
Why couldn’t he just have gone with the original plan? Ish darn him.
Saparata looks down at his empire from the top floor of the Therian tower, holding back tears. So much of a ‘great leader’ he was. Then again, what kind of a good ruler would have tried to assassinate a bordering country’s leader? And even worse than that, failed?
Poor Zombta had to suffer from the death of his poor twin brother.
None of this should have happened.
What would the people think of him, the great leader of Theira, when everything gets leaked that he was part of that conspiracy that could have ended the life of Storminghell? What would Storminghell think?
And worst of all, what would the Sultanate think? The people would be furious. They will be furious. They would discover his treachery and wage war. A retaliatory war which would destroy Theria.
…and poor Davarit had to suffer the price of it all. It should have been him. It should have been Saps who had to pay the price, not Davarit. Why couldn’t he have gone with Davarit? Then, maybe, the plan would have worked with only one casualty. The Sultan leader.
But then of course, fate had to come down on him in the worst way possible. Theria was going to be destroyed. All because of him.That’s it. The end of his story. He was meant to have the most pathetic end in the history of State.
Ha. What were you expecting from this naive ruler? Saps looked down at the empire that he built one more time, and then let go.
If you were to ask him what he remembered of the fall down, he would just say pain. A whole lot of it. As well as a couple muffled screams and yelps of the poor people around the area who saw their leader jump off a tower.
After the pain, a numbness started to spread across his body. Death. It wasn’t the feeling Saps was expecting. It was actually kind of soothing…huh
.And then, there was nothing but a void. Quiet. There was nothing to feel anymore. It was nice.There was only some guilt that hung on, but…otherwise, it was quiet…
END OF DAY SIX. 2.0
'Fall of Theria’.
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Saparata woke up to the sound of waves crashing against the soft, ivory colored sand which covered the beach of island two, otherwise known as pandora.
Huh… Already? It felt like no days had passed since…..since the end of Theria. It seems as if Lord Ish has restarted the old world. Which meant that everyone, even the dead, was given a second chance at life.
Ugh.
Sap’s head felt awful, memories were jumbled up, and everything felt weird. It felt weird to be alive again.
Nonetheless, Saps stood up from where he was laid and brushed off his clothes, his white wings curled loosely around him.
There was a ton of sand clinging to his long white hair which was conveniently tied up in a braid behind him, although it didn’t help with getting the sand off.
Saps decided that it would be the best of interest to explore the new world. Gosh, he felt like some old Christopher Columbus exploring the new island.
It was luscious and beautiful, with all of the types of trees that you can imagine, places perfect for building, and the most gorgeous thing Saps had ever seen. While he was walking around the island, he bumped into his cousin, Snowbird, who was hanging out with his group of friends.
Snowbird had found him first, running up to him to say hi. He was awfully energetic for someone who had just been resurrected from the dead.
“OH MY GOSHHH SAPS!!!!!!!!!!!!”
Snowbird screams, running up to saps with a too - cheerful expression on his face,
“Where were you???”
“Uh. On the other side of the island?"
“Ughhh. Sure. whatever. Well, me and the gang are about to go mining, you gonna join us?”
“I mean, sure! I have nothing else to do yet, anyways…”
“Then come on!!”
Snowbird then continues to drag Saps over to his group of friends. Among them was a person named Fluixon. Both he and Saps had known each other since before Theria, as Flux was the vice president. The vice president that Saps appointed himself.
Well, basically, he and Flux had some good history……mostly.
The main problem was that Flux was always a lot more into politics than Saps had ever been.
Such a nerd.
He’s always on about work this, work that, paperwork, blah blah blah. Saparata on the other hand had always been a much more athletic person, while Flux couldn’t fight if his life depended on it. (This has already been proven on multiple occasions in the past that I am not going to state now for both legal and personal reasons.)
Anyways, Snowbird brings Saps over to his group and hands him a pickaxe, and the group starts to venture down into the mines.While down there, Saps had learned a few things. Like how Flux had managed to become the vice president of Luminara, which was actually pretty impressive.
Especially since what happened last time.Oh well, since Saparata was with Snowbird, might as well catch up, right?“
Well, uh, Snowbird, have you seen Micro or Jophiel around the island? I don’t think that I’ve seen them yet.."
“Oh, those two? I don’t think I’ve heard from Micro, but I’m positive that Jophiel started a civilization…I think it was called something color.”
“Color? Yeah. That sounds like her.”
“Yeah, it does. Well, what do you think Micro is up to?”
“Prolly with his group of friends. What were they called again? The Canadian Cartel, right?”
“Uh, yeah, I think. Gosh. How long has it been since we’ve talked like this?”
“Ever since…uh…actually, I don’t know.”
Their conversation went on a bit, with Snow and Saps talking about childhood memories and old drama from Ish knows how long ago. Meanwhile, on the other hand, Fluixon, Gotoga, and Thomas were talking about politics.
Yes.
You read that correctly.
They were talking about politics.
“I mean, 3Belowzero did say that he was planning to build a bridge to link the islands together when the walls drop. It’s a stupid idea though.”
Well, if talking about politics meant Gotoga standing there trying to understand what Flux and Thomas were rambling on about.
“Well, I mean, I don’t see anything wrong with him doing so. Wouldn’t it help open up trade?” Thomas comments on Flux’s view of the situation.
“I mean, yes…but if they were to wage war on us….”
"Flux, dude. You’re spiraling. We shouldn’t worry about war just yet. We don’t even know what the conditions are like on island one, and we shouldn’t make assumptions about the people there yet.”
“...fine.”
Gotoga, who finally started to understand the conversation, decided to chime in.
“I mean, maybe the people on island one are nice, who knows? It’s only day one.”
Fluixon proceeds to give him a side eye that said something along the lines of, 'Do you want to die.’ while Gotoga couldn’t do anything but nod.
“SAPARATA THERIA. ABSOLUTELY NOT!!!!”
Somebody yells,
The group turns to look at where the ruckus was coming from, and are greeted with a very comical scene with Snowbird dragging Saparata away from the edge of the ravine.
“WHAA-???? I WAS JUST GOING TO TAKE A LOOK DOWN-!!!”.
“YOU KNOW THAT I CAN’T TRUST YOU WITH CLIFFSIDES ANYMORE, SAPS.”
“Awwwwww…..but I saw diamonds…..”
Snowbird pauses for a moment, as if considering the idea.
“.....no.”
Saps is now sitting on the floor right by Snowbird’s feet, knees to his chest, looking depressed with a pouty expression on his face. Snowbird, on the other hand, is standing with his arms crossed, with an awfully proud and determined look on his face.
This was going to be a long year.