• Summerstream's Quest, Chapter One

    It all began with a gaggle in the Eversun Inn. There was a talk, but that had soon turned out to be an argument. Then there was the exile. The child had arrived unharmed, the parents wounded. This was thanks to the various vengeance monsters in the Mirror World, scattered across the many areas on the way to Tranqulation. Now, the child is a grown female Blademaster, searching for answers. This is her story. Her quest to uncover the past.

    She walked out of her home in Darkdale village, her weapon of choice floating alongside her. Her brown hair was drawn back into a ponytail to reveal only a little on the sign on her forehead. This young woman was a Sylph Blademaster, appearing to only be about twenty years old. Her violet eyes scanned the barren landscape for any signs of danger as she floated towards the northern gate. There was a blue serpent floating alongside her, he too keeping a watch out for any danger that could injure his owner. The girl's name was Summerstream.

    “Do you see anything?” Summerstream asked, looking at the sapphire pet beside her. The response was a shake of the pet's head as if to say no.

    “Summerstream!” a voice called, sounding very childish. The Sylph turned to see one of her Sprite friends running towards her named Heavenly. Stopping, Summerstream thought about her parents. A tear rolled down her cheek at the thought. By this time, Heavenly had gotten over to where his Sylph friend was floating before noticing she was crying. He didn't know what was wrong, causing him to wonder what was going on.

    “Don't ask.” Summerstream whispered, realizing she was crouching down on the ground and crying from the parts of her past that she did not know.

    “I won't. I has to do with your parents, doesn't it?”

    “I said don't ask!” Summerstream shouted, turning away to look at the gates. From where she was, she could see the various monsters walking around in Copperhorn Mountain. “I'm going to Eversun. I cannot stand this empty knowledge!”

    Standing back up, Summerstream floated out of the gates out onto the barren plains of Copperhorn Mountain. All over the place, there were Lil-Lidded Lizards, Big-Lidded Lizards, Lizard Leaders, Giant Hedgehogs and various Whipping Grasses. They all seemed to be glaring at the young Blademaster, all seeming to know about her past in parts that were unknown to Summerstream. It seemed like she was an entirely different individual.