Night of Refreshment In The Valley and Forest

Early night had now entered the entire area of Rising Sun as a dark blue sky emerged on the above scene. Humid-grayish clouds also fled on the night-sky show and slowly unveiled the sparkling guest star behind.

The hidden guest star was none other than the pale moon that illuminated the dazzling light within this night. The freezing wind gusted down and passed many neon light buildings, vehicles, landmarks, and many other things located on The Rising Sun.

The hushed and chilling forest on the east side of Neo Tokyo, Midori No Shi forest inhaled the near-passing wind. Branches, leaves, grasses, and even flowers within the community of the fresh forest declared a fluid danced from left to right after receiving the tranquil wind's chilling influence.

With most of the forest members receiving soothing comforts, there was one of the many spots sharing a dreadful atmosphere A spot located on the far right of the Midori No Shi forest, especially with blood-red light shone, warmly touching the nearby tall trees, grasses, and some of the human skull hung on the stem's middle spot.

More specifically, a circular-blood wormhole twirled in the middle of the wide-gentle grass field. The wormhole briskly omitted the alluring crimson light toward the surroundings as small birds with various neon-color or motifs flew in its direction.

However, the resilient wormhole began to show the main show surprise who had been hiding deep down for a long time when a dirty-gray cadaver hand phased through. The cadaver hand landed its rotten-palm made from a literal-human skeleton on the slimy surface of the bloody wormhole.

The bloody wormhole slowly shrunk down as the cadaver hand uplifted the rest of the limbs that were buried within the depth of the wormhole. Furthermore, the wormhole began to reveal the decaying upper limbs of the female figure whose chilling debut absorbed the wormhole with the lower limbs still trapped inside.

A naked upper body that had parts from the chest until the stomach only unveiled the creamy bones, resembling a person who had the organs being removed. While the other hands were revealed in the forest's sight the entire skin was removed, revealing rotten dark-red meat.

Her head part presented a glistening-elongated red hair that originated from gulping blood covering the whole face of the figure from left to right like long curtains. The elongated red hair even didn't share a tiny glimpse of either her forehead or even her eyes, only a distorting gasp was shown from the face.

The corpse-woman unyieldingly growled toward the surroundings and forced the birds to fly away from the destined location in frightfulness. She darted her sight at the dancing grass field below her, encouraging her to crawl up.

Hence, the lower limbs of her body were unfolded on the naked eyes as she kept continuing to crawl forward with her rusty-black nails. Rusty black nails resemble a cat claw in terms of the sharpened shape especially when all the ten claws impaled the dampened-soil ground for sliding her limbs.

As the corpse-woman finished pulling off her entire limbs, the blood-red portal could now shrunk down until no traces of its existence were left. A sigh of relief with a mangling voice was released by the corpse woman shortly before she lifted her body into a trembling=standing position and glossed over at the lower limbs.

The lower limbs presented molded dark-brown thighs and decomposed-skeletal legs through the corpse woman's sight. She quickly released an irksome grunt and shook her staggering head, grasping a shivering disappointment as declaring a quick survey on the upper limbs that

Nonetheless, the corpse woman began to release a burst of shrieking laughter when she lifted her sight and received a glimpse of the polished-night sky. The woman even folded both of her hands on the chest, forming a heart symbol for absorbing a chilling sereneness within the forest.

"I'm…" The corpse woman uttered her first word in this lonely forest with her raspy voice and tapped her chest with her folded hands. Line of raining blood from the unseen face rapidly dropped onto the dancing grass. "Back…."

"I'm….back!!.." The corpse woman shouted sincerely as she walked closer to receive a view of the radiant moonlight and ordered one of her hands to heave up the opened grip onto the chilling sky view.

"Rising….." The corpse woman murmured with a lurching, yet squealing voice.

The corpse woman happily gasped, "I….have…return…Rising….Sun..."

"I….have….return!!!" The corpse woman shouted joyfully with her raspy voice.

"Sadari…..Sadari…..Sadari..my name." The corpse woman shakily called out her name to the night sky as she embraced the gratefulness even by stepping on the dancing grass. Sadari was now ready to declare her journey on exploring all the new things located within the current Rising Sun, hoping things in her era remain there.

Ketsueki Valley was now able to capture tranquilness and calmness after the heated rematch between the two heroes from different countries met its end around an hour ago. A calm and tranquil thing such as a chilling-night wind smoothly passed by the entire-wide space of the crystalized area.

One of the rematch contestants, Hatoshi, widely opened his sleepy eyes after enduring a temporal slumber of tiredness. He got up his exhausted upper body from the ground and briefly let out a hefty breath, placing his hand on the chest.

Then, the schoolboy rested his holding hand on the kneecaps with the hefty breathing faded away. A calm gasp was released by Hatoshi before he darted a relieving stare to the night sky on above that had hundreds of sparkling stars revealing themselves, widening an amazed gaze of his.

The time for observing the night sky ended when Hatoshi decided to steer down his sight at the front, noticing a familiar person from afar. The schoolboy swiftly raised his feet into a steady standing position with an intrigued stare that took the main spotlight on his face especially when he got a clear glimpse of the person's back.

The person was his opponent in the rematch, Southern Shield who hushedly crossed both of his hands. Hatoshi hastily raised the left open palm that briskly omitted a hovering torch above from the course of his veins.

The schoolboy waved his palm to the right and the blazing torch fell onto his shoulder, morphing into a swarming flame cloth covering his entire's body. The flaming cloth also became solidified the longer it lingered on the schoolboy's body, burning all the school uniform's traces from the naked eyes.

Hatoshi smoothly propelled his left molten hand on the front when his human head was fully devoured by the swarming-fiery cloth. The flaming cloth would soon dissolve into nothingness with the schoolboy putting down his molten hand, revealing he once again transformed into his superhero identity, Sparror.

The Flaming Hero sharpened his lantern eyes and began to take a step closer into Southern Shield's direction. The mood of engaging in a conversation filled up Sparror's mind as his approaching feet became faster with each second that passed.

While Southern Shield composedly nodded his head before closing both of his eyes in brief seconds. The outcome of the rematch still left an unpleasant scar within his beating heart due to The Arrogant Shaolin declaring an anxious wince.

Luckily, Southern Shield deeply inhaled the chilling air in the surroundings and felt a soothing coolness inside his head. He even glanced his hawk-stare on the back and dropped a jaunty smirk when Sparror was inched closer to step on his left side, releasing a thrilling chortle.

"So, Flaming Boy, were you aware that I pretended to be a bad guy in this rematch?" Southern Shield guessed.

Sparror snapped his armored fingers to summon a fiery ball, levitating beside his left cheeks as he raised surprised-lantern eyes. He halted the approaching steps from going further when his feet arrived beside Southern Shield, turning his attention toward the Shaolin friend who placidly waited for his reply.

Sparror sighed and the fiery ball began to flicker for an indication his voice was ready on continuing the ongoing conversation, "Yeah…it's kinda easy to guess."

"First of all, the way you acted is all too sudden." Sparror mentioned and allowed his mind to dig for more clues to be blurted out. "Second…well…I just…said your voice is kind of obvious."

"Lastly, you're not the type of person who will betray your own ally just because….a death of the loved one." Sparror added with an assured tone. "I know sometimes you can be a petty person…because of pride stuff, but….you will not…sacrifice the world for that kind of reasoning, Southern Shield."

The Arrogant Shaolin declared a burst of gleeful laughter in brief seconds before he retrieved the crossing hands as he darted his sight toward The Flaming Hero. An amused grin was broadly opened the longer Southern Shield darting at Sparror who raised puzzled-lantern eyes.

"Pretty well done on the guessing part." Southern Shield praised with an excited tone. "Despite you're an inexperienced Superhero…..you had quite good skill on noticing whether the people are truly good or not."

Sparror rolled his lantern eyes in annoyance and rubbed the back of his head as the torch construct flickered continuously, "Nah…I think it's more like your acting too obvious."

"Especially….when you called me, Sparror." Sparror mentioned and presumed his argument.

Southern Shield groaned in burning irritation especially when he clenched one of his fists shortly, nodding his head. Furthermore, The Arrogant Shaolin swallowed his saliva and raised his intrigued sharpened that met Sparror revealing a curious gaze.

"Anyway…I'm sorry to ask this, who exactly is your lover?" Sparror asked with a pity stare popped out on the void-black face.

A picture of a young girl resembling Yuna who widely opened a cheerful smile and tilted her head onto the right flashed through Southern Shield's mind. It left The Arrogant Shaolin blissfully widening his grin before coughing, reverting back into his intrigued stare by closing the grin.

"You'll be surprised to know that." Southern Shield warned firmly and took a brief sigh. "It's…Mayuri Sekai."

Sparror gasped in shock and disbelief as he proceeded to engage in the conversation, "Mrs. Mayuri Sekai, Yuna's distant Aunt who died in Xan Xiang, is your lover? Wow…I didn't expect that."

"So did I, flaming boy." Southern Shield replied with a little bit of an abashed tone."I never thought my charm would work on her back then. Especially that back then, she was almost as old as my long-gone mother."

Sparror released a chuckled by rapidly flickering the fiery ball, "Wow, wow."

"I never thought you were into an older woman too," Sparror mumbled and watched Southern Shield raise a bemused stare.

"Too? I see. However, your lover is the same age as yours, right?" Southern Shield countered.

Sparror sheepishly giggled, "Well…yeah, but she's much older than me in terms of the month. Since, I was born on the 18th July, while she was born on the 25th March."

"That's fair and I could only say it's quite…interesting." Southern Shield uttered. "Besides, did you want to hear some interesting love story between…me and Mayuri?"

Sparror nodded, "Sure…I guess."

"Yuna never really told me what really happened to Mrs. Mayuri," Sparror released his point with a keenful tone. "So why not. "

"I also…can share my story with Yuna to you too, Southern Shield," Sparror added and declared a confident glare shortly.

The Flaming Hero was now ready to initiate the ongoing conversation by sharing his experience with his lover in Southern Shield. He was also assertively ready to listen to the intriguing story of Mayuri Sekai that would soon be told by The Arrogant Shaolin.

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