EPISODE 17: INSTRUMENT OF REVENGE! RED MOON STRIKES!
“It seems like ages ago… yet I still remember. I still remember that day when I discovered how cruel the world is. How the reckless ambitions of man achieve nothing but want and death. I still see my parents; the noblest and wisest of leaders. Inspiring, guiding, and benevolent.” “What were they wearing that day?” “My Father was adorned in his best blue robe, trimmed with gold lacings, his beard was neatly trimmed, the earth’s internal refraction of the ultraviolet rays made his crown’s gemstone glow with the most brilliant blue. My mother’s hair shimmered like rivers of gold against the refracted light, even more brilliantly than the golden laced neckless she wore over her white robes. My father was a stern man at times, but it was only a reflection of his strong will. Nobody doubted his benevolent rule even on his worst days. My mother was the calming and nurturing voice of his will, calming even the loudest rooms with a mere whisper.” “What were they doing on that day?” ...