The loss

Darkness. Around me, there were absolutely no color but black. Not only I was 12000 feet under the sea, I was trapped in the sealed chest without holes. All I could heard was silence. I was capable of seeing and hearing like a living being when I was made. But in this darkness, I could not. I could not smell and I could not breath nor needed to. In comparison, I was like a person in the black void.

Soon, even my thought would be disappeared. My future was uncertain and my past became blurry. Without future and past, the present would become eternal. Or it could be other ways around. I would slowly lose my sense of identity. I would slowly stop believing in myself. I would slowly doubt if I was ever alive or not. I would slowly become a regular necklace.

 No... that couldn't be it. I was special. Sure, the Titan might be better than me, but I hadn't still lost my quality. I was still special. He even said I would be the best of all treasures in existence. He... Who was he? Tuffa, yes... The master craftman of Aladima. I still didn't forget him. I could still have my memories. I still exist. I didn't remember the tiniest details. But that didn't matter. As long as I knew what I was, that's all that matter.

"I swear to all you folks... I can make the necklace that worth more than this kingdom."

"Skill is not something gifted by gods. it is borned with us. You don't need to be the most special or an important person to be able to do the nigh impossible. My necklace with be made with the finest of skills combining with the combined force of skillful people."

"40 years of my life I had invested myself in the craftmanship. But only now is the day I had an idea of creating this wonder. Those 40 years were wasted without such plan. But because of those years, I finally have confidence in my greatest project."

"My son is talented. It is no doubt he might even surpass me. He swore to me that one day, he will create the better artifact than mine. But that night, when the star fell, I had plenty of doubts that I would not get the brightful rock. It was one in a thousand lifetime chances. I am skilled. The craftmen are skilled. My son is skilled. But I can assurely say that he will fail."

Words I had listened from Tuffa. His confidence, his skill, his experience and his luck... all is too remarkable to forget. As long as he was in my memory, I could always keep myself together. But why only stopped at him? What another person did I know most? Was this the six king? I didn't know them much since I wasn't near them for longer.

Was the six kings of another generation? five of them fought each other to death before I fully got to know them. Only one that wore me for two years... the white mute king. Mute wasn't the right way to call... he just didn't talk much. What was his name again...? Sagier... yes. Sagier the 3rd? the 5th? Whatever... what did he do when he was presence.

"Is the food ready? I'm hungry..."

"The bath is cold. Didn't the maids boil it first?"

"Reading session...! Let's reread the book yesterday."

"I got up late today... but since I ruled the country, I don't need to give a damn."

"Why did I closed the city gates...? Oh yeah, right. that why..."

Yeah, Sagier was not only less interesting than Tuffa, he was literally quite forgettable. Those two years with him were wastes. What other person did I know? Prothana? Although, it wasn't that long knowing him, he was the one responsible for the indirect collapse of Aladima. And he was the person who brought me to Neagi. So, he was still important person to me. While he was sailing on the way, I saw him wrote some things...

"I remembered Aladima. Such beautiful kingdom... but I destroyed it all. I still cannot believe that happened. They say curiosity can kill a person. But my curiosity did the opposite. I hope I don't doom Neagi the same way. Gods, help me."

"The whole time in the city of Aladima, I had an odd sensation that was never like before. Even after my experience of visiting through many nations, that place remained mysteriously strange. I feels like there is something going on there..."

Malkos... ah yes, Malkos... My nemesis... I wanted to forget the person I hated most but in order to keep myself know what I was, it's worth remembering his name too. He managed to make me despise him more than even with shortest amount of time we met. He humiliated me and I had a feeling that he, somehow knew that I was conscious. 

But one thing great about him was his honesty. But that honesty gave me the creep. On his way taking me to throw away in the ocean, he didn't keep his mouth shut at all. He was talking to me like another person. He said he was confessing to me. Confess what... and what was he even saying...

"On the fateful day, sky will be cloudless and the ground will be scorched. Another of two will happen again. The boulder will descend and our home will tremble. What left last shall be the new first, the beginning."

"The great fight will breakout. A thousand groups will join. Victor will write history and the loser will be generalized."

"You will be worshipped... you have no power, you worth no dime... but you will be worshipped."

"They will make you immortal. They will not use magic... they will not use alchemy. You will be the agent of their will."

He was an gemologist, right?... Why did he give me vibe of a crazy priest. He could also tell I was inferior without any equipments. Something is off about him. I should not forget him just yet...

The time was passing. But in this blinding darkness, they was no such concept. Days could be weeks, months could be hours, years could be centuries, eons could be blinks of eyes. I could not know. This confusion was making me lose my focus. Losing focus was like losing the grip of what one was holding. I was losing my past, my memories. They were all disappearing... what were disappearing? I could not know. 

Who put me here? Who brought me before? Who was I with? Who made me? I don't know. All I knew was one thing... I am a necklace.