Floating over the tall trees and high hills down below, Iramo goes forward deeper and deeper into the lands, getting faster which each second as he gain more control. Doing loops in the air and a whirling spins to the ground, he's interrupted by the strong vibrations rippling through the sky, carried by the wind. Leaving a path of destruction behind as it slowly began to shred up the ground.
Knocking trees over and swallowing them whole, the damage being made clear the further he goes. These quakes could destroy this world … No. They already are. With a threat like this unchecked, the slow decline of this world will push everyone to the stars. Knowing that he had only one though in his head.
Can I make it off this world before I end up dead?
Staring at the fields of luscious blue plants and dark blue trees on the ground, even the black fruit spread across the vines. Iramo took a good look across the lands and thought about how it would look over time. He saw thought of both the growth and decline, he turned his head down to the ground beneath that split apart and let out a sigh.
"This world has nothing to do with me but I just can't turn a blind eye. Even if not from here I can't just let destruction suck the land dry."
Rupturing and quaking the ground began to shoot up trees to the sky, violently ripping apart the beautiful lands that capture his eye.
"I cannot save you until I know why. But I refuse to watch such a lovely place get destroyed before my eyes. So if I can find the source of all this … I'll gladly repay you for allowing me to use your sky."
Lowering himself to the ruins, Iramo sees someone or maybe something close to the ground. He gets even lower as he observes them from a far.
What is that? Wait! Is that a person?!
Looking their agile movements as they travels across the ground, he watched in shock as they easily made their way around. Seeing there two arms and two legs as they manover around, he was sure that as no animal it was a person he found.
I knew their we're people left! I just had to look around! Wait?
Looking her purple skin up and down then back at his own, Iramo grabbed onto his chin and stroke it twice. Realizing he was still in the form of cloud he got closer and materialized his body as he slowly walked down from the sky.
Maybe, just maybe if I come in my regular form it won't be weird to say hi. But she is purple and I'm not so how do I explain why?
Scratching his head as he slowly follows her from above, gradually taking steps down to the ground, Iramo shakes his head with confidence as he approaches her waiting until she's on solid ground.
If I act like I'm the normal one no way the difference will be found! It's all about confidence! With enough of it and some redirection this should go my way.
Looking closely at the person in front of him making long leaps across the land and floating in the air in between each step, Iramo noticed her curvy figure and her long, luscious, black hair. Watching in awe as her sweet violet skin glowed and her hair blew through the air.
Me and her are definitely not the same but I do NOT care.
Seeing her beautiful face peer out as she ducks below a vine, Iramo watches closely as she contorts her body to smoothly land her feet back on the ground. No longer able to wait, Iramo swiftly go in front of her and lets his feet fall from the sky.
She gorgeous! I can't let such a beautiful woman die in this place! But I need to be careful, for all I know she's the one who destroyed that place.
As soon as he lands on his feet, he looks at her in the eye and stands tall while she observes his face. Before he could get a word out his mouth, he felt a soft hand gently touch his face. Followed by a soft voice filled with grace.
"Are you okay?"
Shocked by her reaction, he couldn't help but blush yet he didn't pull away. Iramo didn't know himself the true answer to that question so he made an answer in his head.
"Not really but I made it this far when I could be dead. So I think I'll be fine as long as I get ahead."
Tapping her fingers slowly against the purple and green band sitting on her wrist, she looked Iramo in the eyes as she began shaking her head.
"You can't keep forcing your way forward with only your dreams in mind. You have to take time to properly take care of your body when your hurt or you'll end up dead."
Looking at her dumbfounded he points to himself standing up right on the ground.
"I got hurt but it doesn't mean I'll die from that! I run on sheer will power, my mind to strong for that."
Looking him up and down seeing the deep wounds covering his back, arms, and thighs. She looks at him with a subtle annoyance in her eye as she drives her finger into his chest, watching him faintly wince from the pain.
"Just because you can handle it better than most doesn't mean your fine! Your still bleeding all over, you need help, and your still heavily injured! So your coming back with me! I don't care how strong you!"
Pushing her hand away from his chest, Iramo feels the vibrations picking up across the lands. Without a word he grabs onto her waist and pulls her in with his hand. Flustering her as she's face to face for the first time with this man.
"HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! MOVE YOUR HANDS FROM THERE!"
Looking at her face, he hears the vibrations grow louder and picks up his pace, leaping into to the sky.
"You'll take me later that I didn't just let you die."
Watching the ground beneath them crumble as he holds her in his arms floating over the ground. She slurs her words as she looks him right in the eyes.
"H- how did you even move that fast? And how are you just standing in the sky?"
Smiling as he thinks long and hard he looks to the sky.
"I'm not really sure how but I'm glad I can."
Thankful that worked, because I did NOT have another plan. Doesn't look like she did either though so I'm glad it worked out okay.
Regaining her composure, she looks at Iramo watching the color drain from his face as she's gripping tightly on his hand. Causing her to soften her grip as she lowers her tone.
"You've been badly hurt, if you keep going like this soon you won't even be able to stand. Come with me back to Centria, I can help you better there and I can fix your hands."
Drawing a stranger symbol into the band on her hand, she points west and emits a strange dark green glow from her left hand, shooting a burst of energy into the sky.
"Everything is on the verge of collapsing and there are monsters nearby, please let me help you — I don't want you to die."
The helping hand will always be at the end of your own. But wether you choose to help or hurt, the burden will be yours alone. Because good or bad that hand will always find it's way home.