Histories And Memories
The Beginning of a New Struggle III

"Please. ," The deafening voice of one's cry, followed by the sound of thousands of pairs of horse-footed feet.

"Poor child, " said a man of great stature with iron armor covering his whole body.

Not long after... ,

"Zrak." The heavy sound of the slash of the sword was followed by the cry of a mother who saw her son who had been split in two.

The flames gradually spread throughout the land. The ground, which had been covered in white snow, had turned into an arid red decoration in every corner of the place.

Right here.... ,

Here I stand, in the same place I came to this world. Above the sky on a transparent footing, so that I can see everything under my feet.

Witnessing a tragedy of bloodshed that is impossible for normal humans to imagine. Makes me want to vomit, and want to leave right now.

The Cavalry legion that made the ground shake. Armored troops with a large sword in his right hand, to the death of someone far invisible to the eye. It was as if they were willing to melt this land.

Seeing one by one the village lost its inhabitants. Burned barns, walkways that have lost their shape, to houses that have become mere memory ashes.

The end of something.

"God... , what is this?" My whisper slowly.

I can't stand to see this series of tragedies. But my eyes seemed to be forced open to see it in a row from beginning to end. Then all of a sudden, I felt sleepy, making me walk away from that hell slowly.

"Huh...., "My newly awakened scream of a conspiracy nightmare a second ago.

Cold sweat soaked all parts of my body from head to toe.

The first dream for three years I lived in this world. A dream that may be just the wind, or it may be a sign, or it may also be a clue that will lead me to explore this world.

"Damn it, what a terrible dream." I don't believe what I just saw.

"Sreet.. ," The sound of a red curtain tug blurted.

The sunlight helps me to stay calm. Her bright glow broke the darkness of my cramped room filled with father-given books last night. The books I have not had time to finish because of the laziness I felt when I was already lying on a soft bed.

I lifted my feet from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face.

"Ahh, so fresh" I said as I washed my disheveled face with morning dew.

I took the towel and went back to the room. On the way, I saw the door to my father and mother's room slightly open. I peeked a little and found the two of them still sleeping.

"Impressive books" I murmured as I returned to the room.

Half-heartedly, I also cleaned up the books by stacking them one by one starting from the biggest to the smallest.

"Finally, ." I said with relief after half an hour of busy with the books.

I plan to read my father's book starting with the lightest first. I took the top thin book. The title is,

'Fruth - an Endless World '

Maybe that's more or less if I translate it into English.

Excitedly, I immediately opened the cover of the book. The paper is still bright white, decorated by black letters and illustrated images. And most importantly, the smell of the new book paper became a characteristic that became my favorite when reading.

Inside the first page, I saw the Illustration of the continent of Fruth for the first time. The continent shaped like a circular disk is broadly divided into four main landmasses, namely,

The Northern Land, Inklanovia, a land with a cold, snowy climate where I live today. Known as the land of rest. The people here are the ones who have managed to return from the Darkness of the war. Soldiers who have been released are assigned, Soldiers with imperfect bodies. Soldiers who are at peace with reality.

The southern part of Nerunovia, which is a sandy land. Most of the area is a desert with sand dunes formed by sandstorms. Most of the residents here are traders who always go around the continent every year.

The western mainland, Utanovia, is a dwarf land that is where active volcanoes that continue to spurt lava out of the crater of the mountain. this is where forgers are born and trained to be able to make an object of the highest quality.

The Eastern mainland, Trufanovia, is a land of towering green toska mountains. Green trees and bright blue river paths that meandered.

After I read a few more pages, it wasn't just four. In the midst of the four lands, there were other narrow lands, namely ,

In the Southeast, the border between the Eastern mainland, Trufanovia and the Southern mainland, Nerunovia, is Ruetanovia which is a land of barren cliffs with large canyons. The canyon on the mainland Ruetanovia is the deepest canyon that is very terrible in this world

In the Southwest, the border between the southern mainland, Nerunovia and the western mainland, Utanovia, is Einnovia. The land is a desert with a huge fire tornado vortex covering its entire territory. No less terrible with the western land that is full of volcanoes.

In the Northwest, the border between the Western mainland, Utanovia, and the Northern mainland, Inklanovia, is Sighnovia. Mainland with a small area when compared with other land, but has a very large port. It is the largest port on the continent. Dubbed the 'Land of Nautical' because most of its population depends on the blue sea every day.

In the Northeast, the border between the northern mainland, Inklanovia, and the Eastern mainland, Trufanovia, is Medanovia. Cold fertile land. A place where agriculture is the main occupation of the population there. A fertile soil accompanied by cool air makes a variety of plants can thrive. Mainland suppliers of major vegetables and fruits on the continent.

In the central part of the continent, stood an enormous building. The center of the continent is neutral territory. A territory free of eight factions. Here, I might be able to find anything. Starting from food, raw materials, parts, tools, and much more. Therefore, the center of the continent is also said to be the 'Land of Merchant'.

I looked at the Illustration of the lands in awe. From the very pampering of the eyes, to the most terrible.

I'm on the last page of this book. The white is empty, nothing. It may be like a note to the reader.

"Buk. ," The heavy voice of the book cover shuts the book.

I spent two hours reading that book. I need to restore my energy before I start opening the cover of another book. A short break is probably the best option... ,