52. Rest in peace

Nothing was heard in that nameless world anymore. It seemed that the planet itself had remained silent to see what had happened on the battlefield, where there was no longer blood; where the war cries were no longer heard; where the clashes of the swords no longer resonated; where everyone had been completely shocked -at least those who had survived-.

In the middle of that scene, a circle formed by fresh grass in the ground, something that world had never been seen. And surprisingly, the moon's rays, previously reddish, had become subtly whitish to make the image more harmonious. In the middle of that circle, a young woman, with brown hair, cinnamon skin, and blue eyes, as full of life as the sky of the Earth, was shocked.