Gray Knight
White Light

    as the birds chirp began to sound faint, the ceiling that had originally been seen to be full of blue line boundaries was now changing with orange lines at each of its east-west and south-north ends. The sun is almost just his head. All the chronology of the movement between dusk and night was witnessed by a child leaning against a dead tree on a small hill. His face looks so moody.

 " Why is this my fate, I feel so unlucky, born in this world."

   After saying that suddenly a grandmother held her shoulder with a fairly hard grip from behind her, the child was shocked to make.

 " Au, who did it?" The boy shouted while looking back.

 " Oh, what's wrong with you, Grandma?"

 " Don't talk like that, Dessou, everyone is born special, you just have to accept what's on you. That's it"

 " all the bad guys to me Grandma, they say I'm the descendant of a demon who almost destroyed human civilization."

   The boy clutched his grandmother tightly, sobbing with tears.

 " Everyone has a different test of life, and the heavier the burden of life, the brighter the future will be, if able to face it." The grandmother lectured him, and she led her granddaughter back to the house where they lived. When they got to the front of the house, one of the royal parties came to them both.

 " Greetings from grandma." A soldier said as he was seen holding his breath at a glance, and throwing it away so heavily, he looked around. Judging from the look in his eyes, he looked extremely uninspired.

 " What do you see, young soldier." The grandmother immediately asked without answering the soldier's greetings.

 " As always, I want to collect taxes living in this safe area, or you want me to kick you out and let you and your granddaughter be devoured by monsters out there. Come on, you should be working, or at least get the kid to work, too, your turnover

could be more than before"

 " you asked me to tell him to work? she's only 6 years old, and she just lost both her parents." the grandmother

he said, telling Dessou to go into the house first, and Dessoumen entered. While his grandmother and the soldier moved and took place

the most appropriate way to speak four eyes.

   Dessou peeked out from inside the house through the crack in the door, she saw her grandmother was originally stylish and pretentious

in his style of speech, and the soldier was patiently teased by the granny, but not for long, the soldier began to get upset and make a high tone of speech, and seen swinging both hands, so upset to give an explanation also to the grandmother. The grandmothers who were initially on the wind, now just silent and slowly seen pleading to the soldier. The soldier left without a word,

and finally Grandma dessou let out tears. All the rumors of the temple were watched by one eye of Dessou, making him even more curious about what happened, but unfortunately he was not so able to listen clearly, because of their considerable distance. Dessou saw her grandmother slowly turning towards the door, and at that instant, Dessou immediately opened the door and ran out and immediately hugged her grandmother.

" nothing's going on, let's go to bed, and start a new tomorrow."

   Dessou and her grandmother went inside and went straight into the same room and slept on the same bed.The overwhelming sadness was shown, making them sleep with their backs to each other, they fell asleep with tears, as their lullabies.

   The air began to feel cold, dew began to appear on the surface, plus the sound of friction between the zinc roofs complement the night of a weak grandmother with her only grandchild. of course, all of that does not prevent them from falling asleep, because they are used to it. But different on this night, one of them furrowed his eyebrows and moved every corner of his lips many times, his face looked pale. And as it turns out, Dessou is dreaming.

   It looks like a hill that is so vast, full of green grass, all the plants thrive. The dancing grasses made the hill seem to have waves on it, the only thing that reduced the value of art there was the place where dessou seemed to be lying, and began to rise from his sleep.

" Where am I?" He spoke while scratching his head.

   Dessou continued to remain silent, and occasionally looked in various directions, but as long as his eyes could see, he found nothing but the surface of the hill and the sea line far beyond the horizon. after a while, he saw a woman who knew

appearing from where, it was seen that he was waving his hands towards Dessou from a distance. Dessou immediately went over to the woman, when Dessou was already in front of him, what he saw was a middle-aged woman figure wearing an old-fashioned version of the dress, aged 35-40 years, his face looks bright white and smooth without the slightest wrinkles, his posture is firm and high.Everything on him brings a warm impression, and, it's like she's a mother who's willing to be the place where we make out and moan. Without a second thought Dessou immediately hugged the woman.

" Are you my mother?" Dessou asked.

   The woman only smiled sweetly, and immediately grabbed Dessou's hand, then pulled her slowly. Dessou followed her all the way down to the foot of the hill.As they got there, the woman took off her arms, tidied up her dress and sat back down casually with a call

his feet turned against Dessou while looking up at the sky. Dessou, who had been focusing on seeing the woman, lifted her head and looked up at the sky, a face that had been warm , cheerful as the children who first met the mother now turned deathly pale, his eyes did not stop looking for a more peaceful point but never found it, the two hands that were originally able to swing freely, were now creeping all over his body like one who could no longer think of anyone's interests except his own. What Dessou saw, was the sky so dark from end to end, the clouds looked grayish-black and had a variation that looked like a brushstroke in purple forming a very creepy abstract style and all the clouds revolved around a single point in the middle the sky, not only the sky, the air that initially felt as soft and the ground as soft, had changed into a rough and tight air and the dry ground contained many cracks. All that climate change is really happening approaching Dessou subconsciously.

   Dessou's heart rate is getting tighter with each second, she's completely confused, and the only thing that might help Dessou to understand everything is the mysterious woman, so this time as before , he kept watching the mysterious woman, hoping to give a signal to break up the difficult situation there. A glimmer of light began to coagulate in Dessou's heart, as the woman pointed forward, and Dessouman immediately approached the woman without looking ahead, but what he saw was the thing that made him even more confused about what to do. The mysterious woman let out tears with a face full of annoyance and growl while still keeping her hands in line with the surface of the ground, straight ahead. Dessou finally met the mysterious woman's expectations, she turned her head towards the front and all she saw was a faint, empty ash fog. But a few hours later it was seen that there were two men wearing ancient knight armor who were fighting unusual blows. Each punch exuded an aura that had a distinctive and powerful color. At first all the wrestling scenarios seemed balanced, but it looks like one of the two dealt a blow with more stability, and a lot of energy draining the opponent. Seen from his opponent who was getting weaker and raised his emotions.

 The minute by minute felt even more tense as the two wrestlers began to show something else, they both uttered a word in a different style that Dessou did not understand, and the environment around them seemed to change indeterminately, as if nature followed their orders. But the most stressful is when the person who has been superior looks almost to achieve victory and try to give the ultimate attack. He clenched his right hand, looking as many light particles began to form a straight line and entered into the crevices of his fist. He immediately approached his opponent and instantly dropped his fist right into the opponent's heart area. Dessou was unable to see what was really going on, as there was an explosion of white light so dazzling it suddenly started to fill all directions.

  (crik, crik,) a splash of water started shooting all over the surface of Dessou's face.

"Dessou, Dessou, let's get up !" Dessou's grandmother seemed to have splashed cold water on Dessou's face, and eventually Dessou's eyes began to grow a distance between each petal.

   Not long ago the Dessou spy turned his back, but suddenly he just shouted;

"Sir, white light, white light, light.." (slah) not finished with his murmur Dessou directly pelted the water container with the contents.

" Already, stop imagining a quick shower, then change your clothes. Grandma's gonna take you to school, you wanna be a soldier, don't you..?"

Dessou looked at her grandmother with a puzzled look and then looked at herself drenched in water. For some reason, Grandma Dessou looked even meaner this morning. It seemed, there was already a lot of wasted time to wake up his granddaughter Dessou..