Acceptance

But instead he used his power to float me to him. I obediently let him do so and then bowed to him and gazed into those clear waters, like azure jewels.

- I am Seiran, the emperor of the flying. he introduced himself with dignity.

I gave my name in turn before he continued.

- I beg your forgiveness for the welcome my kingdom has given you. So unfortunate and shameful, but we can't help it. In this world, as you will discover, if not already done, birds, raptors, are not the only ones able to fly, I only hope that you will meet above all the various species of wonderful beings.

He smiled at me, I returned his smile, troubled to the core. He was too...how can I say it? Much too... princely.

- I know it's a bit inappropriate to ask this now but...or rather not, given the circumstances, but how can I go home.

Now that I think about it, I thought fondly, I never asked this person this question, I never even intended to, to have thought about it. Because perhaps, and I know this deep down, I simply did not want to know the answer.

- You ask this without even knowing why you were brought here?

- It is true, forgive me Majesty. I said, coming back to reality. But you know I discovered your world by chance.

He did not take my explanations into account at all.

- You had undoubtedly seen all these dead and empty beings who acted in an abnormal way?

- Yes, I have seen them, in fact these empty beings as you say, and I don't know if their behavior was strange since I don't know your world...magic, but I approve of having been disposing of the remains of these people by throwing them into my world. I don't know for what reasons.

- I know. It was a horrible sight as I can already guess for you. And I can confirm that even for the magical world, it was irrational.

Unlike your world, this world is a world that belongs to magical beings - the magic that helps them live a very long time. It is a vast world that has no limits, where everyone lives according to their desires. But for some reason a mortal curse penetrated it. Since the beginning of life, we had always lived according to the principles that were ours: to let each one live if it does not harm the others, to love its fellow men because that shows the value of the soul - at least, we all probably did our best to comply. But two hundred years ago the web of a terrible spell began to veil and destroy our world that you see there. Beings are touched by shadows, so moving, so terrible, and worst of all, invisible most of the time. When they infect an individual, fear overtakes them and the last thing they feel before they sink into nothingness is anger, and then they lose their soul. In their sick and desperate minds, getting rid of these remains in a world already touched by mortality will perhaps free them from their strange and, unfortunately for them, incurable disease. And so for two long centuries, they have acted in this way without any result. And despair slowly extinguishes the light of life in our world until nothing exists anymore. And so even those who are still healthy sink slowly but irretrievably into neurasthenia so that they can no longer courageously face suffering and death.

I bowed my head in shock and pain to hear so much pain in his voice, and I instinctively felt the tenderness to want to console this pain of his.

- What do you want me to do? I asked gently.

- I'm not going to beat around the bush. I want you to help us find someone.

- Someone? I asked, surprised. Who is it?

- The only one who will be able to heal, no, save my people from this terrible misery. You don't quite understand now, I know.

- No...

- I can only say that this being is a particular character, dark and mysterious. He ignores everything of the normality, and of all forms of sociable relation whatever they are. I met him only once, one day in my childhood, some decades ago, but even now I remember all the power and majesty he gave off, as well as his unspeakable coldness. Now I need to find him, this singular person, so extreme in every way, to beg him to save our world.

I heard through this voice a rather strange feeling. I think that despite the way he described this person capable of incomparable prodigies, he has brought him since that time, a boundless admiration.

- He is known as the son of Azor... The cursed son of the blood.

- I have never heard of him...I said, now intensely intrigued. Which is normal since I am a stranger to your world", she repeated, "not so strange", she thought in her heart, thinking about this person again and again. But why me? Why point me out more than all the others with courage, hope and magic! I know nothing of this being, I have nothing to do with him. I am only a human mortal. And besides, I found myself here by accident. In conclusion, I will not be of any help to you...

The sovereign and his wise advisors, who listened attentively, considered her in silence for a long moment before Seiran nodded, not knowing what to think.