Chapter 01 - A Visit To The Gravesites - Closed To Aida Jun 6, 2019 7:03:36 GMT -6
Post by Gita on Jun 6, 2019 7:03:36 GMT -6
Gita has lived two decades on this planet and the calls of the sorrow yet again has brought him to this sadden place. Upon entering the gravesite which almost appears abandoned due to no one else being on the site. He slow stepped his walking into the grave sites and with a sadden tone and facial expression, felt the spirits entering his body almost as if it was really happen. However it wasn't, this was the place the dead rest and always having that creepy vibe when entering a place like this. Nevertheless he held his head up high and continued to walk to two particular grave stones that were side by his. The first gravestone he saw was his father's or what he would call his creator. He kneeled before the gravesite and with a simple snap of his fingers, a large bouquet of flowers appeared in his hand as he placed them right down at the gravesite.
"I didn't know you when you were alive. But all I have ever heard growing up was your dedication and protection for our village. If it wasn't for the memories that I have of you, I probably wouldn't have believed the villagers that told me stories of your great heroism. I tried to become the leader of the village that you once took cared of, but I wasn't chosen for the role and i'm sorry that I have failed you."
Tears came down his face and only to be wiped away by his forearm with a quick swift. He then shifted his eyes to the gravestone next to his fathers and this gravestone in particular was a bit larger. This gravestone was his grand father or what he would call it, his father's creator. Unlike the great memories that he had of his father, he had little memories of grand father but nevertheless, they were still memories that he could hold on to. He brought himself in front of the gravestone and kneeled before the gravestone and almost like clockwork, he did the same in respect for his grand father. He rose to his feet and let out a sadden sigh as he closed his eyes and opened them with tears once again.
"I didn't know you either and all I know is that you served the Mazoku Dominion and served under Lord Xylo during your time as a soldier. You died of old age and I understand not many of our fellow brothers lived that long to see peace be established between the three factions. I really don't know if I would of been able to live that long during that time period. I know you are probably looking down at me as a failure, not only you, but my father as well. I was exiled from my village and branded a traitor. I vow to rise up from the pit that I have fallen into and I promise to you both that I will get rid of the evil of this world that dares destroy our peace. The Saiyan Kingdom and the World Trade Fleet has been nothing but a thorn on our people.
The dragon balls has been revived by a new Guru and chaos is already among us. I don't have the power to stop those evil forces that threatens the well being of our planet. One day I will rise up and show the world that we namekians and this planet isn't just a breathing grounds to fight relentlessly. We have lost our crops, our people to this senseless violence. We aren't safe on this planet, not while the dragon balls are here to stay. I will one day confront this Guru and ask why he has created the balls when history has come to repeat itself once more. I fear that our people will be in great danger."
All that could be heard was the winds of the area and as he wiped away the tears and walked away in his black robe, his sadden heart only grew more present as he held a staff to help him in his walk. This was indeed troubled times and he wasn't the only one being affected by the outcome. This was his time for a calling, his true calling in one day saving the world from all evil.