Wirapati
S2 E3 WATU ALAS

Tonight, the city of Jakarta is immersed in an unnatural darkness. Fertile and wild forests sprouted up with an instant replacing the streets and urban buildings. Giant trees tore down buildings, wild plants crept around them, and the sounds of ferocious beasts began to sound.

Amidst this destruction, Watu Alas appeared, his body fused with nature, the skin of his stones absorbed the moonlight, and his eyes lit up with pent-up anger. "The forest is too narrow!" his hiss with the sound of thunder, a voice that shook the earth.

In a corner of the once bustling city, it was now covered by a wild-growing forest. Trees were towering, leafy leaves were shrouding the pavement, and animals from within the forest began to emerge. The silence of the night was replaced by the clattering of wild animal feet, the roar of lions, and the sound of birds.

As the devastation engulfs the townspeople's settlement, Wirapati arrives in the middle of a town that turns into half a forest. His mighty body exuded an aura of calmness. He knew that only he could face Watu Alas and stop this destruction.

"Didn't you want to go back to sleep in peace, Watu Alas?" wirapati said in a calm voice.

Watu Alas turned around, his face full of anger. "They have turned my nature into concrete and glass! They have broken the balance I have to keep! My job is to guard my territory!"

The fight began. Watu Alas unleashed an attack with his overwhelming power. He destroyed the building with one blow. Then Watu Alas made clay roots that spread towards Wirapati, the roots tried to bind his legs firmly. Wirapati with his power is able to evade.

"You don't get in my way! My forest must return to what it used to be!", the voice of Watu Alas blared like a flash of lightning hitting the earth.

Then Watu Alas continued to destroy the surrounding city buildings. In front of him was a queue of car traffic jams, some people had fled but some others were still inside unable to get out because they were squeezed by another car.

Watu Alas headed for the traffic line, he picked up the empty bus and threw it at the cars. Wirapati swiftly and at full speed blocked the bus. Wirapati with both hands caught the bus with all her might. The bus throw only pushed him a few meters towards the queue of the cars. Police forces are helping people trapped there.

"Stay away from here!", Wirapati asserted to the residents while holding back the bus throw.

Watu Alas then threw rocks at him. Wirapati swiftly dodged the attacks, jumping high to avoid the Watu Alas punch. "The balance must be maintained, but the destruction of this city is not the right way!" Wirapati spoke while continuing to avoid.

But quickly Watu Alas caught Wirapati. The creeping roots caught his feet and tied his body very tightly. Wirapati is unable to move. Then Watu Alas threw a punch to his stomach. Wirapati was unable to do anything about it, the blow made her cough and her breathing became very heavy, drops of blood started dripping from her mouth. His sight became a firefly.

The incident was witnessed by all residents of the city through national television. Suddenly the police force appeared shooting Watu Alas, then Watu Alas confronted him and attacked him. Dozens of police fell as Watu Alas threw hundreds of gravel rocks at him.

The roots that ensnare Wirapati begin to release it as the energy within the bima begins to appear. "Bima rise up, the city needs your help!", a whisper of a man's voice filled with authority, his voice familiar in his ears.

Then Bima opened her eyes, Bima found herself in a magnificent palace, full of beautiful green gardens. "Bima.", the figure appeared again in his subconscious.

"King Wirapati", Bima respectfully lowered her head. "Look at this palace of Bima, in the heyday of Wiratama man coexisted with nature", his voice was firm but very conciliatory.

"What should I do?", asked Bima.

"Return Watu Alas to the forest, brackets him back in his sleep", said King Wirapati, then with a flash Bima realized from his dream and rose to his feet.

The rampaging Watu Alas destroyed the streets of the city. The buildings in front of him collapsed by a tree that suddenly grew.

As the fight continued, Wirapati tried to assuage Watu Alas' anger. "There's a better way to restore the balance of nature."

Watu Alas paused for a moment, his red eyes were now starting to extinguish emitting doubt. "What do you mean?"

"We can work together to restore this balance of nature. I can help keep this city green and at the same time give you a decent place to rest" Wirapati said in a confident voice.

Watu Alas fell silent, pondering those words. A moment later, he transformed himself back into small pebbles and fled into the wild forest he had created.

Wirapati followed quickly. In the forest that is now the refuge of Watu Alas, Wirapati approached him. "Queen Alas, your task is over. I promise to keep this balance of nature."

Watu Alas turned his head, this time with a calmer expression. "What should I do?"

"Follow me, and let's start fixing what's been damaged" Wirapati said, taking her to an ancient forest site.

"In the past, this forest was the place of my territory", Watu Alas asserted with a thunderous voice.

"None of the humans dared to approach me, I am the ruler of the forest," his voice resounded majestically filling the empty forest.

Moments later they have arrived at the location, a forest far from the settlement of residents. This forest has been barren for a long time.

"Return this forest and rest in peace" Wirapati said calmly.

With his power Watu Alas turned the barren forest into lush, weeds began to spread, trees began to flourish, wild animals began to emerge at the location of this forest.

Wirapati smiled seeing the return of this forest, seeing the magic created by Watu Alas. "The world has changed a lot Watu Alas, you have to go back to rest. Your task is done, I promise to take care of your forests and nature" Wirapati said in a firm voice.

The agreement became a bond between the two of them.

"I'll be back if you can't keep your promise to protect nature and the forest" Watu Alas' voice boomed through the forest. Then he broke himself into small pebbles and formed himself into a large stone.

Wirapati smiled as her hand held the stone, "I promise Watu Alas, rest in peace" Wirapati said, looking at the surrounding nature. Wirapati returned to the city following applause and the calls of the townspeople who welcomed her. Jakarta is lucky to have such a hero.