Location set: Town city of Betthom

Main Actor: Echo (Focus), Harper

Mission: Securing the location against bandit.

The hot chilli air that make even a dragon not to choose to breath, and the onion feels that fly away into our eyes, the pollution had covered the town hall. The hot, hot air make one to breath really hard, as if you choked by the air itself.

"O' Fear not! Today is the day, when the first sun arise, they will awoke! Surely you shall knew this too, as you a human, a human born from the first human, the ancestor, that we! Surely be, saved, as the sun, it come for sure!", "Ay, I am not pay'd enough for hearing these blabbering scum, even if the moon sliced once again.", "Nay, neither do I." People are gathered here listening to some random old person trying to put a propaganda against the military, not surprising after the world fall accident, people are mixing together, where the existence that once called country does not exist no more.

"The people are fool'd, by these, so called mercenary-", Dor! The speed of sound of an object meeting air in a real speed that reached to another object. "Finally the old scum shut up now, can't rest easy when these ungrateful duck that quack quack still exist and kick the jazz.", "Well for good isn't, didn't knew that someone still had that funny looking stick, ever since the giant fall, the Antarctica ice cold, had now become a long desert, cause of that, were low on supplies." The kid already walked away from that area way second ago, so he doesn't know what happened there, "Kid was there a sound of your momma flying pan back there?", "Nay, sure isn't yours?", "Nay, my mama doesn't even know to cooks, even if she cook the simplest things as cook, even a giant would confuse and mistook it as a war declaration." The Betthom region is as drum bass, that always boom boom nonstop, and drug dealer that use it own product, even if the sun ever rise, the heart of these scum, won't be lightened to the slightest.

The duck are quacking loud today, it seems for searching for it mother or something, "Nay, isn't that store the one that we supposed to secure?", "Ye.", "I have problem, my pants seems don't want to move by itself, cause the brain said so.", "A job is still a job, I am doing it, you stay and rot with your peepee instead." Echo Unsheathed the blade in his left hips, all the ducks that quacking and rumbling had stopped and look into same direction, as if it were looking at a helpless prey. "A kid, go, go, this is not a kid supposed to be-" A waterfall is cold and fresh to be looking at, especially when you drown in them, it felt very refreshing, "Aaaaaah..." The joy of the one that make the waterfall, "Strike kid, nice you got that one left eye.", "Nay! You scum! That happen when you underestimate your opponent, what kind of bird child that use a blade nowadays?! Don't you know how expensive metal are today!" There are four rock and one stone, if I had to past walk something in between, then better be, I walk the rock first. One of them decided to rush here with a knife, the body of an adult and someone who just turned adult are different, it's like comparing a donut and bread, the favor would be the same, but there is a difference.

A slash flies horizontally, like a master that tried to whip his own slaves, hard, hard as when he tried to gave out his poop in the toilet, fighting against that, the kid decided, Nay, you use a knife yet using a large attack as horizontal? A small, no, a big, large, holes appear, it's feel like a brick that was stabbed by a bulldozer, it broke off and fell. "It's just a kid! A kid that still use diaper by the mommy, why can't you just defeat that?!", "I had enough." The kid just appeared there, like a snail that seems not moving, but when you overlook it, it somehow managed to get into the house. A waterfall, a really, really thick of a red waterfall. Something that was like a cable that supposed to be connected, just split, the thing isn't about to move any second. "This is it, not funny, die!" A vertical slash with the speed of tornado, it's really is a large attack, but the enemy is only one, Nuh uh, Slashed, down to the love. One rock hadn't moving since then, well, rock weren't mean to move anyways, so the kid take care of it.

"Harper, I done the job.", "Good a boy!", "Let secure more the area till nuts, surely there still some rock that need to be refreshed, we need to get moving, if not, the river will be filled with rock and the water flooded everywhere." Even if today job only for securing the areas, it's strange for the mercenary Betthom told us just to stay till. Harper tapped Echo left shoulder as if it to telling him something, Echo doesn't care, but it be annoying on later, as when you're trying to poop and someone is knocking your door several times, as annoying as that. "Echo, the bandit seems to be much more today ain't it, did the upper tell you something."

So he realized it, even a person, like him, that were so unaware of the situation, still can sense things like these, "Nay, the upper told me no, no. Yes I felt it's strange too, the bandit seems much to be more.", "Is it because of the propaganda that begun by people?" Probably not, but yes, "Could be, but who's started it, unknown, even to the eyes of the upper."

Act.1 Scene.1

Location set: Suspicious building (Basement)

Main Actor: Harper (Focus), Echo.

Mission: Finding suspicious act in the town.

"For the love of cow milk that overflowing with its white fluid! The greenery land that wasn't seen, are you sure this is it?" What a disgusting scenery it is! Even the outsider won't do anything like this, nor the giant even the marveled. "Back off." Echo step down through the stairs, "Shouldn't we go back? There blood on this building, also it's very dark, as a clown would appear out of middle nowhere, even though, a clown doesn't match the colour of dark.", "Nay, do it yourself." He walk down the stairs ignoring the small rocks, well it just a rock.

We passed through down, down, this growing hotter and hotter, the same feeling when you did try to fit five people into a small room, and someone begun to sweat one by one, the small so foul, even a rat would kill itself by inhaling that stench. "Are you fine by these unsightly, unseen, unfeeling, ungreat place?", "Job." Guess all you think is job, isn't it. There is a door before us, he looked upon me as if to say he would go first to check, "Nay, you don't have to look back at me, I am but a cat, one sight of me, won't even helping you do thing." so he begun to go through the door, lone by himself, unafraid by the feeling, of the stench.

He opened the door, yet the door did not bid us hello at first, nor were we welcomed, as none bade us come in. "Nothing, let's return.", "Let us check further.", "The hallway is too long! All we need to do is secure the town, not delve into the whole expanse of the basement!" Despite the warning, he proceeded alone down the hallway, leaving me no choice but to follow, as when rice becomes porridge. "Wait." Said I. Something was amiss, though there was no ocean, nor sea, nor river. Echo sees cast his gaze upon the door to his left, "Is it something?", "I am opening it."

There was no moment of hesitation; Echo opened the door and swiftly drew the blade from his hip, striking—erm, kicking three pebbles already. Two rocks made their way toward Echo. "Kid you not! This is why you cannot join other mercenaries besides me!" I donned my iron fist gauntlet and struck one rock, and it fell. The hard place meant to hold the rock broke, causing it to fall, hit something, and splash some water."I can do this alone; go take a rest, rest as when the giant decides to sleep," Said Echo. "Nay, I cannot let you do this alone." Thus, we cleaned up the mess; the rocks and pebbles were cleared, some thrown into the river, and some not. Some were broken, and some were somewhat half broken.

We obtained more information from the beaten pebbles—I mean, the rocks and pebbles were adorned with some inscriptions. "We should go check for more," Said Echo. "Nay! We better not. We should inform the authorities about this suspicious activity!" He stood and walked away from the place. "Where are you going? Has you not heard me? You are not Mr. Donkey," Said I. "What will the authorities do? Send others besides us to investigate?" "Of course, that is the better option than facing something unknown like this. We do not even know what we are up against."

He ignored me and continued walking away. But know this, I cannot let you go alone, even if you can go alone. "Wait for me!" I followed him from behind as he began to walk faster and faster. "Hey, just letting you know that—" I awoke. My body felt heavy, and my mind was fading away, as if I had plummeted from the skies through the smooth clouds, only to find them unattainable, thus hitting the ground instead. I was in a panic, unaware of something. "...!" A-a hand?! I knew not whose hand it was; I simply panicked and searched for the lad. "Kid, kid! Where are you, kid!" I had never felt this panicked before; it was like a horse running for twelve hours nonstop, driven by its owner, or an overworked slave, struggling to breathe. It was not that I could not breathe; I simply could not think properly. It had been three years since I had felt this panicked. What was the first, I hadn't have time to even remember or think about it, now what important is the kid, "Seems like an explosion." That my best guess, that arm could be the kid, if so, then it could be dangerous, as for him and me.

As I did rouse from my troubled slumber, confusion clouded my senses, seeing, moving, everything feel numb. Panic surged as I think too much of Echo was nowhere to be found. Heart pounding, I did stumble through the dimly lit passages, calling out his name into the oppressive silence. Suddenly, a shadowy figure loomed ahead. Adrenaline coursing through my veins, I begun cautiously approach, hoping against hope it was Echo. But as the figure drew nearer, dread clenched to heart—it was not Echo, but an enemy lying in wait.

Instinct kicked in as I did reach for my gauntlet weapon, but I couldn't defend myself, a chilling voice pierced the darkness. "Looking for someone, are you?" it taunted, sending shivers down thy spine. With no time to hesitate, I did brace myself for the inevitable confrontation. Each move was calculated, every breath drawn with fierce determination. But as the battle raged on, it became painfully clear—I when outnumbered, outmatched.

With thy strength waning and hope fading, I know there was only one option left: retreat. As I turned to flee, a sense of defeat washed over I, leaving me haunted by the realization that Echo may never be found. And so, with heavy heart and weary soul, I vanish into the shadows, leaving behind the echoes of a battle lost.

Act.2 Scene.1

Location set: The (Betthom) country before the fall, Otteja town hall District 2.

Main Actor: Ian (Focus), Badrey.

Mission: Trying to go home.

"Hey Ian, are you going home?", "Look upon me, as you sees the moon revolving 'round the earth, it ever followed the same path.", "Well, if you has nothing to do, why does you not come with me? You must be bored staying at home. What are you, a bear that taked a nap after feasting and decided to hibernate?"

"A man must be bored after eating the same fare every single day. Why will you not come and sample other flavors?", "A poor man should not be choosy about what the world has bestowed upon him." I am already weary with troubles; the children caused such a ruckus that it seemed a storm did come, striking lightning to the head and bringing a heatwave that does cause headaches.

"Just come with me, you should. Surely you will not regret this.", "Tell me which mouse in this world has been given cheese outside his house and has not been ensnared?", "A full-stomached beast has no desire to steal food from a stray and hungry creature."

Act.2 Scene.2

Location set: Inside the train.

Main Actor: Ian (Focus), Badrey.

Mission: Accompanying Badrey.

"You may not know, or you may realize, but I do care about you as I care about sugar.", "Does you know that salt is more needed and useful for humanity than sugar ever shall be?", "Yea, tell me what you will do with bitter coffee or tea that taste like a cat has peed on the bed.", "Scientifically, almost everything we eat and drink contain salt, as humans truly need it. What will you do about it? And as for bitter drink, it is merely your problem, no?" There was but the sound of the train track moving, and the announcement given by the commuter line express: "The next station will be Living Swamp, repeat, Living Swamp." The end of the commuter line. None of us spoke thereafter. 'That not my fault to begin with; I am already weary, and he desires my company.

We left the train by the door as it welcomed our exit. The air felt dry, as dry as the desert, and the pollution was thick. "This getting worse. I know there is war in the neighboring region, but I did not know it would be this dire.", "If you knew it was bad, then buy the things faster." I retorted. "You can not push a cat to go faster than its capacity." We walked, attempting to reach the exit of the train station, but there was no escape. The exit was blocked by an imaginary door; something had already bewitched us. We were forced, bound by magic! "Ah...!" The scream was so loud it filled one with fear. "In a lifetime, when you are at a train station, you should buy this bread; it taste so good!" said a voice. "Agreed, brother." another replied. After we had eaten the bread, we resumed the journey we had originally set out upon.

Act.2 Scene.3

Location set: Living Swamp, District 13.

Main Actor: Badrey (Focus), Ian.

Mission: Buy it as fast as you can.

Ian and Bradley were shopping in a very polluted district. The air was thick with smog, making each breath a laborious task. "Look here, Ian, this district seem like a wasteland." Bradley murmured, his voice muffled by a cloth wrapped around his face."Right, the war has left its mark upon this place." Ian replied, his eyes scanning the decrepit buildings and abandoned stalls. "We must be swift and gather what we need."

They moved from stall to stall, their eyes watering from the acrid air. The merchants, worn and weary, displayed their wares with little enthusiasm. "We need bread and dried meat," Bradley said, his voice strained. "The journey ahead is long, and we cannot afford to be without sustenance.", "You are right." Ian agreed. "But haste is needed; I feel the very air does flow my strength." As they continued, a figure cloaked in shadows approached them. "Strangers, I see you are not from these parts. What brings you to this forsaken district?", "We seek provisions for our journey." Ian responded cautiously. "Be wary." the figure warned, "for not all is as it seems. The war has brought forth more than just ruin; dark forces linger here." With a nod, Ian and Bradley thanked the figure and quickened their pace.

They gathered the necessary supplies, their movements hurried and their senses alert. Just as they were about to leave, Bradley paused. "Ian, look there." he whispered, pointing to a small, hidden shop. "May we shall find something of value." They entered the shop, the bell above the door tinkling softly. Inside, the air was cooler, and the scent of herbs and spices filled their nostrils. "Welcome, travelers." an old woman greeted them. "What does you seek?", "We seek anything that may aid us on our everyday life from two weeks." Bradley said. The woman smiled knowingly. "I have just the thing." she said, handing them a small pouch. "This blend of herbs will fortify against the trials ahead." Ian and Bradley exchanged glances, then nodded. They paid the woman and made their way back to the polluted streets, feeling a slight sense of hope. As they left the district, the thick air slowly began to clear. With renewed determination, they set forth on their journey back.

Act.2 Scene.4

Location set: Living Swamp, Train Station.

Main Actor: Badrey (Focus), Ian.

Mission: Go back to home.

Returning to the train station, Ian and Bradley were eager to leave the polluted district behind. The air, though still thick with smog, felt slightly more bearable as they neared the platform. They boarded the train, hoping for a smooth journey.

However, as the train began to move, it shuddered violently. Suddenly, with a deafening screech, the train veered off the tracks and plunged into a ravine. Bradley's heart pounded as chaos erupted around him. "IAN!" Bradley screamed, his voice raw with panic. Through the smoke and debris, Bradley searched frantically. His eyes finally landed on Ian, but something was amiss. Ian's expression was vacant, his eyes distant.

"Echo." Ian murmured, seemingly unaware of Bradley's presence. "Echo? Ian, what are you saying?" Bradley cried, shaking him by the shoulders. "I am Echo." the kid replied, his voice eerily calm. "I know not this Ian you speakest of." Bradley's mind raced. "Ian, snap out of it! This I, Bradley!" But the man before him showed no sign of recognition. "I know not this Ian." Echo repeated. "I am Echo." Desperation gripped Bradley. "Ian, does you not remember? We traveled together, we fought side by side!" Echo's gaze remained distant. "I have no memory of such things. My name is Echo." Bradley's heart sank. The friend he knew seemed lost, replaced by this stranger. "What has befallen you, Ian?" he whispered, more to himself than to Echo. In the distance, the sound of approaching footsteps broke the heavy silence. A group of men, clad in dark robes, emerged from the shadows. "Echo, you are needed." one of them intoned, ignoring Bradley entirely. Echo nodded and began to follow the men, his movements likes zombie cause the body were hurt. Bradley watched in helpless horror. "Ian, please! Remember who you are!" But Echo did not turn back. With a final, haunting glance, he disappeared into the darkness with the robed figures. Bradley stood alone amidst the wreckage, the weight of his friend's loss pressing heavily upon him. The journey that lay ahead now seemed more daunting than ever, and a sorrowful resolve settled in his heart. He vowed to uncover the truth behind Ian's transformation and bring his friend back, no matter the cost. With a heavy heart and a determined spirit, Bradley set forth into the unknown, the echoes of his friend's voice haunting his every step.